10 years ago
"They are called lines of fate", said Denver as him and Rhea were both walking back home , Rhea looked at his palm curiously , " why.....are they called lines of fate?", she asked clearly confused , Denver smiled as he brought out his hand while using his other hand to point out the marks in his palm, " each line represents out destiny, one path will be straight , another will be diverted and the other will be crooked", he said , Rhea scoffed , " you are seriously expecting me to believe that...and here I thought you were serious", she said clearly amused, " tsk....I'm serious...", he stood in front of her making her stop at her tracks, then he brought his hand close to her face, " if we put our palms side by side and...the lines meet then we are meant to always cross each other's path", Rhea looked at his hand them she brought her palm close to his and placed it at the side, his hand was large compared to hers , " see.....it's not even possible, you are too superstitious .....", she said as she walked past him , " hey...eventhough the lines don't match , we can always still find each other ",he yelled as he walked behind her , a smile broke on Rheas lips as she shook her head in amusement , Denver didn't see this but he continued to ramble.
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PRESENT
Rhea found herself sitting at the dinning table, it was a small and cute circle glass table, with a small flower vase in the middle, her body had betrayed her and now she was at the table, dishes that she knew and dishes that looked foreign were all present on the table, even the pancakes weren't like normal pancakes , it was big, fluffy and was sprinkled with powdered sugar, when Denver moved it , it literally jiggled, the table was full of food it was like a feast, even with the sweet and savoury smell that wafted through , her mind was vagued, how did she end up at his house?, did she do something stupid last night?, her eyes darted everywhere, no matter how much she tried to remember but nothing came to mind, she sighed clearly frustrated , " what are you thinking ....?", Rhea jolted back to reality when she heard Denvers voice , he was already sitting opposite her dressed in grey joggers and a hoodie, Rhea quickly shook her head as she looked down at the table, many questions rammed through her mind , she wanted to ask him what happened last night and how she ended up here.
Denver sighed as he took a plate and placed a souffle pancake , melted butter oozing from the side , he then placed some bacon and scrambled eggs at the side , " think after you eat ", he said as he placed the full plate infront of her ,the warm alluring steam forced her to look up then he placed a glass of orange juice infront of her, " drink up, it will help with the headache".
Rhea nodded as she took the glass and began to sip from it, " you were pretty drunk last night", that sudden statement , so short and simple caused Rhea to suddenly choke on her juice, she didn't know if it was embarrassment or just the fact that she possibly did something bad, Denver smirked at her reaction as he took a strawberry and popped it into his mouth, Rhea cleared her throat awkwardly looking everywhere never wanting to meet his gaze, " did I .....um ....did I do anything last night?.....", she asked, she was clearly embarrassed at the situation she was in but it looked like she still tried to keep her pride , Denver scoffed, she was really something , he looked down at his plate as he poked around with his fork , " I don't know....do you think you did something wrong.....hmmm?, he was teasing her but Rhea was panicking. " Hah.....", that means she did something, what did she do?, why couldn't she remember anything, she looked at Denver, if she indeed did something wrong, why was he so calm....but come to think of it he had always been like that , she gulped as she played with her hands under the table, " then....why didn't you take me home ?", it was a reasonable question though , she needed to know how and why she ended up at his place . Denver looked up at her placing his fork down silently on the table as he leaned his back more unto his chair then he folded his arms , " do you think I didn't try ....., you kept clinging to me and won't let me go, you even passed out so there was no way to type in your passcode.....", he said , Rhea slumped more into her seat looking dejected, clung to him...., she wanted to just die , " is that all I did?", she asked curiously, she was clearly so embarrassed.
Denver remembered how she had sobbed last night, how she had hugged him refusing to let him go and how she had hit him, he looked at her , the image of her crying had completely faded and what he could see now was a curious and akward strucken Rhea which he liked, she was totally different from last night, Denver smiled faintly as he bowed his head and picked another strawberry and again popped it into his mouth, " yes that is all", he mumbled , " did I ask or say anything.....?", that thought had suddenly crossed her mind , what if in her drunken stupor she had blurted about Daniel and Diah, but.....Denver shook his head , " even if I were curious....", he looked at her , their eyes met and it gave her that fluttering feeling, it was gentle and the warmth spread through her whole body, " I won't dare ask you if you were drunk", he simply said as he returned back to his food , the way he had said it made it feel like she had pointed him out as a jerk, Denver looked up at her then he slightly tilted his head, his gaze shifting to her food, " eat...the food will get cold soon", he almost sounded sassy, " tsk...", he was petty.
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I was bloated cause of how I had stuffed myself but eventhough I was full, I wanted more, every single dish tasted so good, but.....I didn't dare to ask for more, after crashing at his place , occupying his space and sleeping on his bed, it was likely to say that my pride was tarnished and it would be so embarrassing, there were still some leftovers on the table and Denver was clearing up, I stood up , after crashing in, I should at least help out with the house chores, I scratched the back of my head as I picked some plates up carefully , I didn't want to see his reaction so I bowed my head all through and then I placed the dishes into the dishwasher, he didn't look at me, didn't say anything and the house was so quiet it felt akward, I was about to tell him that I wanted to leave but....., " can you wait here, I need to give you something", he said with a smile , I looked at him curiously, what did he want to give me?, but through those rambling questions in my head , I just simply nodded and then he left.
My eyes scanned his house , it was clean unlike mine and it smelt so much like him, I looked over at the large glass panel, the sun reflecting it's light through the glass, he chose the best room, it had such a great view of the city, I wondered how it would look like when it was night time , I know it will be beautiful, my eyes continued to scan around and then it caught on to something , it was a bookshelf, it wasn't big but as small as a tea table, it was cute , I found myself smiling , it was at an unnoticeable corner that was why I had not seen it earlier, I went over to it and bent down to take a look but...the colour, titles, design and...my name was in all these books , I sat down, my body almost limp, these were all my books, from my debut work to my latest, they were all here , my heart was racing, I could literally feel it like it was about to be ripped out from my chest, I didn't know how to feel at this moment, happy, sad, or surprised?, what should I actually be feeling, seeing them here reminded me of my failure as an author and my past success , these books were a fragment of my being and he had kept them all, both excitement and sorrow crowded my thoughts,my books which were cancelled out of the market....was here.
I staggered as I stood up, all these were my books,none of them were from another author, they were all my work, " should I ask him?", but what would I be asking him, I was so distracted with my thoughts that I didn't know that Denver was already at the back of me , I was startled and I almost fell but .....he caught me ,holding me by my waist firmly but gently , thereby pulling me close to him, everything happened so fast ,it was hard to interprete how it had come to this , my hands were clenched against his chest and at that moment I could feel time stood still , I could clearly hear the loud beating of my heart against my chest so as Denver who stared at me I gently, his eyes were full of unwavering affection, those beautiful hazel eyes of his glinted with an evenly raw emotion , the house was quiet and the tension between us was palpable, I looked away , I was nervous , it was awkward and this sudden ticklish warmth filled me , what was I expecting from this ?, what was I anticipating for?, " I'm....sorry", I muttered as I wanted to pull away but instead he pulled me closer , his hands firmly holding my waist and this time we were a breath away from each other .
I could feel his warm breath on my face and I could feel his heard beating so fast , I didn't know what came over me , I didn't know what was pulling me in, my eyes unconsciously scrolled from his eyes to his lips , what was I thinking right now and what was I about to do?.
I sighed...., frustrated at this pent up emotions , I leaned in closer as if daring him , his gaze flattered a little and then I stepped on my tiptoes and claimed my lips with his.