Enchanted Love

Alex’s point of viewText © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

“Don’t irritate me. I just wish to sleep and sleep and will never fulfill any of your demands” my mom used to say this whenever she is too tired to do all household chores. Why does this dialogue have to get into my mind all of a sudden?

Please, please, let my mom be like before. I don’t know if God is even listening to me or not. It’s almost 24 hours in the hospital and no one is clear now about her state.

The entire day went by in a blink of an eye but the doctor’s response didn’t change. They were hoping for her to open her eyes because if it didn’t happen, she might slip into a coma.

Thanks to the stars Clara left the place and I have my time to at least mourn. I can’t even cry now as I felt a lack of tears. I couldn’t feel my eyes or cheeks as it was numb with so much crying. Anyone would be so surprised to see a guy crying like a kid but I don’t care.

I turned and saw dad in his most messed state. He didn’t even change his dress. It looks like dirt. I ran to his side even before he could look for me. I hugged him instantly and thus another set of tears made their way to my cheeks with a loud sob. I could feel his body tense and he panicked.

“Alex, why? What happened? Don’t scare me!” He panicked and tiptoed to see the room. I don’t know how I would explain this to him?

“Mr. Smith. You need to come and hear about the situation” the nurse came to call me. We both rushed to the doctor’s cabin. I knew that the thing he is about to tell us will not be a pleasant one. But I wish there could be a miracle and everything comes back to normal. I regret even not meeting mom that day. I should have met her, hugged her, and told her to be strong.

******

It’s been a week in the hospital and we are finally back home. I looked around and realized how our home lost its colours in just a few days.

“Alex.” Dad’s voice broke my thoughts as he entered the home with mom lying on the stretcher. Can I get used to seeing this ever? More than her, I worry for dad now. He didn’t even cry at her state. He was just normal and did everything needed perfectly. From hospital procedures to arranging the room for her. I thought he would break down completely. But he didn’t.

He was shocked one minute when the doctor told us about her situation. She is in a coma and we need to take care of her for her to get back to normal soon. But after that Dad was just normal as if mom has some fever. I don’t know if I can take care of both of them.

After settling everything, we sat to have tea. He didn’t talk to me about what happened that day. Maybe now he will ask.

“Dad,” I started as he lifted his gaze to me.

“Where is Clara?” He asked out of the blue. Clara? She didn’t even come to the hospital after the day. I turned away not wanting to tell everything to him. It will stress him more.

“She is not here,” I replied blankly.

“Are you going home?” He asked again, ignoring to see the hiding meaning in my statement.

“I will stay here from now on,” I stressed each word again to him.

“Look, I know that there is something wrong with you and her. I know that your mom’s state is because of you somehow. So don’t beat around the bush and tell me directly” dad yelled at me suddenly. He has never raised his tone to me ever. I am sure that he is not aware of that message in thay group.

“Mom’s state is because of Clara. Not me.” I yelled back as I broke the tea glass.

“She has messed up everything. I never expect her to do this” I yelled again as I grabbed the table to break it. Dad didn’t even move. He looked at me as if he was noticing everything about me.

“If you want to see her, go and meet her. I am not going to her. She will be in that home which you have bought for us.” I ended as I dashed to my room. I didn’t hear anything from dad’s side after that as I drifted to sleep.

****

Flashback ends.

I touched my cheeks and found them wet again. I haven’t told anyone about her message to our chat group which caused mom to this state. I don’t want everyone to hate her just the way I hate her. But her attitude is compelling me to show the mirror to her.

I asked her to get out that day. But she never comes back to me. Didn’t she think about me once? Didn’t she think about my parents once? Days passed as my anger grew with time and now I don’t know if I can ever forgive her. That time if she came back and stayed with us and tried to calm down my anger the way she used to do whenever I got angry, I know that the story will be different. But she chose this way. She chose to part her ways. Still, she blames me for this.

The story doesn’t even end there. Dad met her the day I told him about our fight. He followed her to talk to her but she didn’t look back. He met with an accident on the highway. The fun part is she is not even aware of it. And the best part is dad is not blaming her for anything. He still loves her like the same. And I despise that.

Everything is because of her. She could have stopped these all. But she didn’t. My migraine kicked in again showing its presence. I rolled again to sleep with no nightmares now.

******

Third-person point of view.

Alex didn’t know when sleep overtook his mind. He slept with his tired eyes. That is too much for him to recall. He is very fragile when it comes to his mom and dad. They are his world.

“Ahh” Alex jumped when he heard the knock on the door. Who the hell is knocking as if a tsunami has attacked.

“Good morning” Charolette wished him and forwards a tray of two cups. Probably for him and Clara.

“Good morning.” He reluctantly took a cup of coffee and looked at the other cup. Charlotte tiptoes to see Clara so that she can give her too.

“Actually, she is not” he tried to reason anything but was blank as to what he can tell her.

“Good morning, Aunty” Clara wished her as she ran towards her to take her cup. Alex gaped at her when he saw her coming from the washroom.

“You look so pretty even in the morning.” Charlotte praised Clara as she blessed her by caressing her cheeks. Clara smiled in response. All the while, Alex was just in shock.

“Why did you come back?” He asked once Charlotte was out of the room.

“To act as a sweet couple,” she replied with a smirk.

“By the way, the idea was not bad.” She added as she unpacked her bag.

“I have a surprise for you too. See how sweet I am” she said with the same smirk. Alex went numb with her sassy look all of a sudden. What happened to her?

“Should we go down together? What about the same color dress?” She asked choosing a light green long dress as she knew that he would have that light green t-shirt for sure. It’s his favorite.

She went to the washroom leaving Alex in an extremely confused state. Recalling the day just before, making it even worse to see her. And top of that she is enjoying herself as if she is on a picnic.

*****

“Today, I just hope there is no drama. The groom’s family will be here in the afternoon and the engagement party will begin by 4 in the evening.” Nathan informed them in a not-so-pleasant voice as he glared at Alex. He didn’t like this guy at all.

“Don’t worry, uncle. We will be the reason for the function to be a hit but never spoil anything.” Clara replied with concern in her voice. Nathan chose to not look at her side as he finished his breakfast and left the table.

“Matching dress. Blushing cheeks. Wow. I see something new here.” Edward commented as Clara and Alex looked at him.

“Yeah, I will be the sweetest wife as you all wanted me to be,” Clara replied with a huge smirk as Alex could hear the warning bell behind it.

Charlotte served them a tasty breakfast but she didn’t serve anything to Alex.

“Guess you are not on their list today. Enjoy” Edward giggled as he gulped his breakfast.

“God should not give anyone such a friend” Alex mumbled with a pout. Charlotte came again with a tray of sweets. And she served everyone and left Alex. Now Clara couldn’t help but giggle louder, making Alex mad.

“I am also hungry,” Alex said in a low voice.

“Sorry son, your wife has cooked something special for you. My servant is getting it for you. Wait for two minutes” Edward spits the bread he had in his mouth as he turns to see Clara who was just eating as if they are talking about someone else. Charlotte turned to see her servant who came there with a tray.

“Sweet couple. Sweet habit.” Alina adds fuel to the fire with a giggle. Alex gulped visibly. Is he ready to face this sweet side of her?