Candela

“I have noticed something, Candelita,” Primo spoke while their both eating their snacks on the young lord’s bedroom. She is sitting on the couch while Primo on the other hand, is laying on the floor covered by a carpet.

Primo lifted his eyes on her while his forehead creases. “I think, I missed something while I’m going busy with my lessons,” he scoffed.

Her forehead also creases. “What are you saying? Missed something like what?” she asked in confusion.

“You…”

“Me?” She even pointed herself like she is surprised on what he have said. Well, yes, she is really surprised though.

“I told you to stay away from my brother, didn’t I?”

It was like a bombshell dropped in front of her. So, Primo talking about her and his older brother. Oh, fuck! Poor her. How did she forgot that Primo once warned her to stay away from Blade. And was it only once, for the fact? Darn! Primo warned her several times.

‘Idiot, Candela.’

She swallowed the hard lumps on her throat. “I’m not putting myself near him, tho.” Thanks that she didn’t sputter.

Primo nod many times while his right hand is under his chin. “I saw you with him, Candelita. Don’t lie to me. I know, I missed something while I’m not around. So, tell me… are you going with my brother close?”

Does she really needs to answer that question? Because if she does then Lord Primo might hurt. She might hurt his feelings for not sticking on their promises into each other.

Perhaps, she needed to denied Blade for a while. For the sake of Primo, for the young and innocent heart of his young little brother.

Just what she thinks of the right thing to do, she denied Blade to Primo. It’s not really a big problem for her either with Blade. She’ll just explain it to him so he would understand. Perhaps, she really needs to do that. To denied him so that Primo will remain settle. It was her problem after all. She broke her promise to him and now that the young lord unfortunately sees her being too close to Blade, she needs to divert his mind.

She felt guilty all of the sudden.

On the way on her room, Candela stopped from walking when her peripheral vision caught someone in the balcony she just passed by. She took two steps backwards to see that figure. And there she saw Lady Lorraine, with someone… talking to someone to be exact.

Out of curiosity, she hides herself in the wa near them. What’s with the ‘she’s moving on from being in danger’?All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

Didn’t she just said that she is now done with her revenge things? Then why the hell she is doing?!

Because she wanted to stick on her decision, she started walking again away from them. No, she can’t do eavesdropping again. Not anymore. She’s done. Her revenge is done. She can’t continue that revenge anymore. Even of it’s hard for her. Even if it means breaking her parents heart, she’ll just endured it.

She plan the battle. Yeah, she is the planner. And it was really ironic for her to lost the battle she started. So now, there is only one thing she needs to do… accept her defeat.

In the middle of the night, her mother abruptly awaken her from the deep sleep. Even if still sleepy, she saw how feared her mother is. Nervousness was drawn on her face. With the help of the light coming from their room’s chandelier, she saw how paled her mother’s face.

Her mother is trembling while putting some of their clothes in the luggage in rush. She just watched her that keeps on doing that. She’s confused and even inside her, she slowly feeling nervous.

“M–mommy? What are you doing?” Her mother faced her with wide open eyes.

“Ssshh!” she signed her to remain quiet. She did, but just for a seconds.

“Why are you packing our clothes –”

“Shut up, Candela. Quite. They might hear you.”

Her forehead creased. “Who? Why are you suddenly into rushed, Mommy–” Her words were cut by the loud cracking sound in the first floor of their house. Then followed by the loud voice of a woman.

“Search the whole house. Find them! Find my daughters!” the woman ordered in boisterous voice.

Her mother joined her in the bed then hugged her tight. She started crying inside her arms. She even hugged her tight as if her safety is secured inside that thin arms.

“Don’t make noise, Candela,” her mother whispered, but still audibly.

She nodded while biting her lower lips so that she could stop her cries. Both of them are trembling while sitting in the middle of the bed. And when they heard some footsteps in the stairs, her mother carried her before hurriedly jumping from the window.

As the winds slaps her face, she couldn’t do anything but to close her eyes. She pressed it together tightly. She just let her mother run from someone while she’s inside her arms. And when she opened her eyes, giant trees in the massive forest welcomed her.

Her mother run into the empty space of the forest. But they were immediately stopped in the middle. She saw how her mother hugged her thin body tightly as she was looking to someone in front of her. A woman in red dress, in front of them… pointing a sharp sword on her and her mother.

“Do you think you can run al the time, Coraline?” Her mother’s body went rigid so she is. She could feel the intense pounding of her mother’s heart against her chest.

The woman in front of them took several steps near them. Her mother instantly step back then put her down from being carried by her. She holds her right hand while towering her with her teary eyes.

“So, she is Candela?” She looked at the woman, innocently.

The woman just opened her arms wide while looking at her with an evil smile on her red lips. “Come here my daughter. I am your mother. Don’t you know me, my dear?” She eyes on her in the rudest one that cause her evil smile to vanish.

“Come here, Candela! I am your mother! Not her!” She pointed out her real mother.

“No!” she shouted back. “You are not my mother. You freakish ugly witch!” After she shouted on her, she hides herself into her mother’s thighs. She even gripped on her coat’s hem.

“What have you done to her, Coraline?! Why she isn’t know me? I am her mother! I owned her!” the woman yelled again.

“I didn’t do anything to her. And yes, you are her mother. So what? Who cares, Mom? I, in the first place is your daughter too but all these years you didn’t treat me as one. You just wanted me for your own agenda. You just wanted us to be your puppet that you could used for your evilness!”

She didn’t understand what they two talking to. It was new for her brain. She can’t even process it even if she tried to. All she just remember was the fight between her mother and the woman who chased them.

She remembered how her mother lost the fight and soaking in her own blood fell in the ground.

“Mother!” Candela shouted in the middle of the night. She caressed her face then there she felt how wet it is.

A dream. Another hazy dream again. A dream that she usually forget when she woke up. But she was sure that her dream right now was about her mother. She shouted for her mother but what is she dream off?

Was it the death of them she witnessed when she was still a child or there is another?