the crystal night
Chapter 3 the meeting
I woke the inayofuata morning feeling dreadful I had a headache and I was still exhausted even though I had slept in.
I got up and headed for the bathroom to find it locked so went back to my room and changed into my light blue fleas and jeans, I opened the curtains and the window, I gazed out to the forest feeling empty hoping he would be their and as I thought he was nowhere is sight, I herd the lock relies on the bathroom and grabbed a towel.
Once I had finished drying and brushing my heir I took the towel downstairs and put it in the wash pile mum came into the jikoni after me to make her self a coffee, “Autumn why don’t wewe get some breakfast?”
“I’m not hungry thanks”
“alright but eat something soon ok?”
“I will”
That was a lie I wasn’t hungry in the slightest way, I slipped out of the jikoni before she could ask me anything else.
I sat on my floor and started kusoma trying to take my mind of him but I wasn’t working, I was frustrated with myself how can I get myself hung-up on a boy when I hadn’t even seen his face, but there is something about him something in humanly perfect.
I had carried on kusoma and was halfway through a chapter when I herd mum’s muffled voice through the floor
“Autumn!”
I put my book away and wondered down to the living room
“yes?”
“Have wewe eaten anything yet?”
“No”
“Why not I asked wewe to, its three o clock”
“It’s what time!”
I had heard what she had alisema but I dint believe it three o clock in the afternoon I was normally starving kwa now, but I was only just a little bit peckish, she gave me one of those looks that mum’s give wewe the look that meant do it now
“ok I’m gunna go eat now buy”
I wondered into the jikoni and had a look for some thing nice, normal people would probably have a sandwich, sandwichi but I despise mkate and siagi so that was out of the swali I found a nice green apple some crackers and cheese and made a snack out of that and went back to my room with it, I switched my laptop on and waited for it to load up while I ate I signed on and had decided to do what most people find very boring picture editing, I selected a cartoon picture and started changing the colours pixel kwa pixel, I did this for about two hours before I got fed up and turned some muziki on it wasn’t the type of muziki people my age like but I liked it so it didn’t matter when something occurred to me yesterday my stranger had alisema he was sorry, what was he sorry for, watching me. Ignoring me. What is he sorry for I don’t understand, he is so mysterious and confusing he gives me a headache, I have to see him again some where I cant go to him I have to wait for him to come back, if he ever dose.
I walked downstairs and sat on the arm of the sofa, mum was watching TV some boring property program
“Autumn could wewe cook chajio, chakula cha jioni tonight?”
“if I must”
“could wewe so it soon? Roger needs to go to kitanda early he’s going to one of his Marafiki houses for chai tomorrow”
“ok ok I’m going”
“Thank you”
I walked into the jikoni and had a look in the freezer I wasn’t in the mood to cook anything fancy so I put a pizza in and some spicy wedgies into the tanuri, joko and left them to cook.
After everyone had finished eating I had ran Roger a bath and gone back to my room, I brushed my heir again, with heir like mine its best to keep it knot free as much as possible, I looked down at my watch it was eight o clock, to early to go to kitanda so I had decided to do some zaidi kusoma I climbed up into my kitanda with my book, their was something unexpected, a small piece of perfectly white paper was folded up on my pillow, my moyo was beating faster than I thought it ever could my hands were shaking, I gently picked the paper up as if it were an injured animal and very carefully unfolded it, the righting was elegant and flawless, perfect script and looked so old fashioned, I immediately knew who it was from I smiled I almost felt whole again, I turned my attention to actually kusoma the note, it alisema
Come to the playing field tomorrow at ten am.
Don’t come if wewe don’t want to.
Ps. don’t bring anyone with you, it’s to risky.
I almost passed out, he wants to meet me, how did he get in I looked around the room for signs of an entry and spotted the window wasn’t shut properly I sighed a happy sigh, but I had to really think about this I know I shouldn’t meet strangers on my own but it alisema not to bring anyone with me It is to dangerous, how could it be to dangerous, this was a decision I would have to make alone maybe it could change my life, all of this could turn out badly au it could be for the better, I had to think about making a dishion would I play salama and stay nyumbani au would I risk everything for a boy I didn’t even know the name of, I dint have to think about it anymore than that, I had made my disition.
I didn’t sleep well that night, I am easily made nervous and being nervous makes me feel unwell, I sat up most of the night trembling wondering what would happen If I chose the other path, it was to late now I had made my decision and I wouldn’t change my mind no matter how hard people tried to convince me, I looked at the clock on my mobile three am I need to get some sleep, I was exorsted but my body wouldn’t shut down I was now at that point when your dipping in and out of consciousness, at half past three I finally managed to fall into a deep sleep.
I woke late it was quarter past nine, three quarters of an saa before he wanted to meet me, my muscles were aching all over from last night.
I managed to drag myself out of kitanda and do the normal morning routine but it happened very slowly, normally it would have taken five minuets but this morning, somehow I took half an hour, I sat at the meza, jedwali in the jikoni some how now I was buzzing I couldn’t sit still, I would have gotten breakfast but I didn’t want to upset my stomach, it was now five to ten so close.
Mum had been surprised kwa my exit I very rarely go out of the house but I had just grabbed a koti, jacket and left and now I was heading down a steep track that was a shortcut to the playing fields, the weather wasn’t so bad it was cloudy with a slight wind at least their was no sun.
I stood at the opening in the trees at the end of the track and looked for him, I couldn’t see him anywhere, I took a few steps out into the open and looked around again and there he was standing kwa the trees at the mouth of the wood, I felt so happy some how I wanted to run up to him, like old friends, I didn’t, I had to be careful he alisema it was risky, we stood staring at each other, was I meant to go to him au was he going to come over hear, my swali was answered when he raised a hand and waved his index finger beckoning me to come, drawing me in, slowly I started to move, one foot after the other I tolled myself trying not to trip, I got to a meters distance and stopped was it salama enough to go any closer, no I would play safe.
we looked at each other au zaidi like he looked at me he was still covered with his thick jacket, hood, neckerchief and gloves to be honest it did look quite scary who knew what he was hiding and at this distance if I ran he could probably catch me within sekunde I am a lousy runner, but I wouldn’t let him see my feelings, my hands were shaking which annoyed me so I stuffed them in my pockets.
We had been standing hear for ages not changing my legs were starting to hurt and he never took his eyes off me, he stared as if I was going to run any second, I was starting to get annoyed now, did he ask me down hear just to stare at me. Silence. I’m gunna bust in a second, he could probably see the irritation on my face but still didn’t say any thing, right that’s it I’m busting
“What?!” my voice sounded harsh and embraced me and He looked quite startled
“I’m waiting” their it is that flawless voice it filled me with an electrical tingle that pulsed through me from the heir on my head all the way down to my toes
“What are wewe waiting for?”
“You”
“I’m hear”
“I know that, I’m waiting for wewe to runaway screaming”
“Well it’s not going to happen”
Silence this was really awkward I pulled my mobile out my pocket and looked at the time, we had been hear for a whole saa and I had learnt nothing about him, I was the one to brake the silence,
“So why did wewe ask me to come down hear?”
“I wanted to meet you”
“Right” I alisema sarcastically he bought me all the way down hear to meet me even though he had been watching me for god knows how long so he probably knew everything about me
“What’s your name?”
“You know that” I know he dose wewe don’t watch someone without picking up their name
“I mean your full name”
“Why do wewe want to know?”
“All right well leave the name, how old are you” he sounded really curious but I don’t know him so I can’t trust him
“Why don’t wewe tell me your name?”
“All right”
My legs were really dead now and he could see it, and to my surprise he sat down in the nyasi and signalled for me to do the same, I was a relief to have some feeling back in my legs but I was interrupted kwa his gorgeous voice
“I will tell wewe about myself but wewe have to promise to talk about your self after words, do wewe promise?”
“I promise” and I knew it was one I would have to keep but their was something I wanted first
“But”
“Yes?” he sounded really curious
“Could wewe remove the stuff?” I was difficult to talk to someone who was covered up, and slowly he removed all of the unnecessary clothing the gloves came off first revelling long pale fingers the type musicians have, inayofuata was the kofia his dark heir waved gently in the wind, I don’t think I have ever seen anyone with heir as dark as his it was just pure black and was so mystifying if his heir is that dark then what’s his personality like, last to come off was the neckerchief it reviled the most gorgeous face I have ever seen, gorgeous didn’t cover it his face was so perfect and flawless just like his voice, all his futures were angular and symmetrical, and his skin was as pale as fresh snow but his lips stood out they were a beautiful red almost blood red, their were purple rings under his eyes as if he hadn’t slept at all last night but it was odd last time I had seen his eyes they were almost as black as his heir but now they were a warm honey brown, I sat and stared he was so inhumanly beautiful like he had been carved kwa angels to represent purity, I bet any guy would give anything to look that attractive.
I sat and stared at him I couldn’t say a word his face made me speechless and then he laughed the sound was so musical and sweet, it made me blush and his teeth were so bright they were perfectly white but he irritated me what was so funny
“What?” my voice sounded bland compared to his
“Your face” I blushed even deeper red then it hit me, it was like I had been hit kwa truck, I remembered where I had seen him,
“Autumn are wewe ok?” I don’t know what was on my face but I worried him,
“Autumn? Autumn answer me”
“You, wewe were”
“What was I?”
I couldn’t answer, I couldn’t be, how can it be, how
“Autumn” he had moved closer now he was close enough to reach out and touch me he placed a hand on my shoulder and started into my eyes but he held his breath,
“You were in my dream, wewe were their, wewe helped me”
“What? How did I help you?, when did wewe have this dream?”
“I was sinking into, wewe were their, wewe stayed and pulled me free wewe helped me”
“Autumn tell me what wewe were sinking into I need to know”
“The darkness it was all-around me dragging me in and wewe pulled me out, wewe kept me safe”
He sighed like he was expecting it to be something else
“Are wewe sure it was me?”
He sounded as if he wanted it to be someone else
“I’m sorry but I’m sure it’s you”
“When did wewe have this dream?”
“A mwezi of two zamani I dint know the exact date”
He looked angry, he closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose
“You were inside my head and know your hear it’s scary”
“Autumn I don’t want wewe to get into any trouble because of me, maybe I should just leave wewe alone”
“Don’t go, maybe my dream means something, wewe should stay”
I was desperate for him to stay I didn’t want to have that empty feeling again.
“Fine I will stay but I will do it because wewe asked, if wewe were anyone else I would have left already”
He sounded so sad
“Thank wewe um”
“Tom my name is Tom”
“Thank wewe Tom”
He finally took his hand off my shoulder, he had been squeezing a little bit too hard and I could see as soon as he moved away he began to breathe again
“Now as I alisema I will tell wewe about myself”
“No”
“What?”
“Ill go first”
“Are wewe sure?”
“Start firing”
“Ok, what’s your full name?”
“My full name is Autumn-Jade Trinity”
“Right what’s your favourite colour, chakula and type of book?”
“My favourite colours are black, white and turquoise my fave types of vitabu would be romance and I upendo meat which isn’t very feminine”
“All right what colour and foods do wewe hate?”
“I hate the colour purple” he interrupted me then
“But the walls of your room are purple”
“Yes but I don’t like it” he nodded and I carried on
“The foods I hate the most well that’s easy I hate bread, butter, eggs and carrots”
“Simple enough but I have never met a person who don’t like bread” he smiled
“What are wewe scared of?”
“I’m scared of heights, the dark, spiders, insects and fish”
“Fish, you’re scared of fish”
I blushed
“Yes I am afraid of samaki there disgusting”
Be both laughed, we didn’t even know each other properly and we were uigizaji like best friends
“What’s your favourite type of weather?”
“I like the rain”
“you like the rain?”
“yes, is there a problem with that?”
“no, but most people like the sunshine”
“I hate the sun, it makes wewe hot and I burn easily and I like the sound of the rain, it’s soothing, don’t wewe think?”
“I’ve never really thought about it”
He sat thinking
“Could I ask wewe a personal question?”
“Depends on what it is”
“Do wewe have a, um…………………. boyfriend”
I dint like this swali my romance history isn’t a good one
“You don’t have to answer if wewe don’t want to”
“No, no I don’t have a boyfriend and to be honest I don’t want one”
“Oh, sorry I asked”
“No its ok, are wewe going to ask any zaidi questions?”
“Yep I’m nowhere near finished”
“Great”
I alisema sarcastically.
Hours passed and he still managed to find maswali to ask me, I didn’t know how long we had been their but the light was starting to fade and my mobile rang
“Hi mum what’s up?”
“Autumn I think it’s time for wewe to come nyumbani now”
“Mum can’t I have a bit longer”
“All right wewe can have another hour, stay safe”
“Will do”
She hung up first, she is probably busy with Roger.
“So, what know, will wewe tell me about yourself?”
“Autumn there’s something I should, I should onyesha wewe some thing first” he looked so helpless
“What is it Tom?” I was worried now
“I should onyesha wewe but I cant its not allowed, wewe could guess”
“Guess what?, Tom your making me nervous what is it?”
“Forget it you’ll figure it out but I will be waiting for the siku when wewe to run screaming”
“Tom please tell me I want to know”
“Don’t!” his voice sounded so commanding it scared me, I looked down at my hands, they were balled up into fists on my lap
“Autumn I’m sorry please don’t plead like that its not fear, I can’t tell you, wewe have to figure it out” he looked miserable he reached out and put his hand on my shoulder but I shook it off, I don’t like secrets, I had answered all of his maswali and he repays me kwa keeping secrets that isn’t fear, not in the slightest, Tom got up and looked at the sky, then he walked over to the trees
“I have messed everything up!” I looked up to him, he looked so angry it scared me
“I should have just left it would have been beater for everyone!” he thumped the mti and the whole thing shook right down to the roots, I felt bad now how could I have upset him so much that wasn’t fair on him
“Tom” I got up and walked over to him, he had closed his eyes and his fist was still on the mti it must have hurt to hit something that hard he stood there perfectly still, I reached out my hands were trembling I touched the fist that had hit the mti and pulled it away, he had dinted the mti their was almost a whole in it, that must have hurt I examined his knuckles there wasn’t the slightest mark, I looked up to his face, he is staring down at me his face curious,
“What?” I couldn’t help smiling
“Don’t my hands feel cold to you?” I thought about that for a second
“No, are they meant to?”
“Yes” he sounded surprised, he stared down into my eyes, I looked away and let his hand drop
“I should get going” I didn’t want to leave but mum wanted me home
“I will walk wewe nyumbani if wewe like?”
I blushed at his offer
“If wewe want to”
We set off together it was getting really dark now but somehow I felt salama with Tom with me we walked in silence, he walked the whole way like he had been walking it all his life when we reached my house we stopped
“Um, when will I see wewe again?”
“I can come in if wewe like?”
“I don’t think mum would be to happy with me bringing boys into the house”
He smiled a teasing smile that made my moyo beat so fast it almost burst out of my chest
“I will see wewe in I few minuets”
I didn’t have time to reply he was already walking away, I watched him until he turned the corner
“Tom” I sighed and turned to go into the house
“Autumn! Where have wewe been?”
“I was walking”
“Ok but inayofuata time tell me before wewe go out I was worried”
I smiled at her
“I will and I’m sorry”
“Oh your dinners in the oven”
“Ok, I thought wewe were taking Nathaniel to Carlisle”
“He canalled”
“Oh”
I walked into the jikoni and looked in the oven, cottage pie I grabbed a kisu and fork and went up stairs.
I had put my chakula down and was about to start eating when I herd a tap on the window, I got up and opened the curtains and their he was standing on the porch roof that jutted out from the house just below my window I opened it and he climbed in
“Uh, hi”
“Hi”
He sat on the chest of draws and I stared at him
“What?”
He sounded so innocent
“Do wewe do things like that often?”
“No, I don’t normally knock”
“Right”
The smell of my chajio, chakula cha jioni had filled the room and my stomach growled I had eaten absolutely nothing today
“You should eat some thing, I kept wewe for long enough”
“What about you?”
“I’m on a special diet”
I rolled my eyes that didn’t seem so surprising.
One I had finished my chajio, chakula cha jioni I instructed him not to songesha and took my plate down stairs, it was difficult to leave him there on his own.
When I returned I found he had sat perfectly still, I laughed and a smile touched his lips, he caved and laughed his musical laugh, I sat on my kitanda and sighed
“what is it”
“will I see wewe tomorrow?”
“I will come see wewe after school if wewe wish”
I smiled at him and then looked down at my hands
“something’s wrong?” he sounded as upset as I felt
“well I just, I think it would be nice if I could find wewe when I need wewe rather than waiting for wewe to come to me, I feel like wewe might not come back”
“I promise I will always comeback, Autumn were Marafiki now aren’t we, Marafiki stick together and if wewe want to find me I can onyesha wewe where I am now living if wewe wish”
I blushed I didn’t know people like this existed he was totally amazing
“that would be cool, can wewe call us friends, I don’t know anything about you” I replied in a teasing tone
“I will explain the best I can”.
CAPTER 4: Tom
PLEASE DO NOT COPY MY WORK
Chapter 3 the meeting
I woke the inayofuata morning feeling dreadful I had a headache and I was still exhausted even though I had slept in.
I got up and headed for the bathroom to find it locked so went back to my room and changed into my light blue fleas and jeans, I opened the curtains and the window, I gazed out to the forest feeling empty hoping he would be their and as I thought he was nowhere is sight, I herd the lock relies on the bathroom and grabbed a towel.
Once I had finished drying and brushing my heir I took the towel downstairs and put it in the wash pile mum came into the jikoni after me to make her self a coffee, “Autumn why don’t wewe get some breakfast?”
“I’m not hungry thanks”
“alright but eat something soon ok?”
“I will”
That was a lie I wasn’t hungry in the slightest way, I slipped out of the jikoni before she could ask me anything else.
I sat on my floor and started kusoma trying to take my mind of him but I wasn’t working, I was frustrated with myself how can I get myself hung-up on a boy when I hadn’t even seen his face, but there is something about him something in humanly perfect.
I had carried on kusoma and was halfway through a chapter when I herd mum’s muffled voice through the floor
“Autumn!”
I put my book away and wondered down to the living room
“yes?”
“Have wewe eaten anything yet?”
“No”
“Why not I asked wewe to, its three o clock”
“It’s what time!”
I had heard what she had alisema but I dint believe it three o clock in the afternoon I was normally starving kwa now, but I was only just a little bit peckish, she gave me one of those looks that mum’s give wewe the look that meant do it now
“ok I’m gunna go eat now buy”
I wondered into the jikoni and had a look for some thing nice, normal people would probably have a sandwich, sandwichi but I despise mkate and siagi so that was out of the swali I found a nice green apple some crackers and cheese and made a snack out of that and went back to my room with it, I switched my laptop on and waited for it to load up while I ate I signed on and had decided to do what most people find very boring picture editing, I selected a cartoon picture and started changing the colours pixel kwa pixel, I did this for about two hours before I got fed up and turned some muziki on it wasn’t the type of muziki people my age like but I liked it so it didn’t matter when something occurred to me yesterday my stranger had alisema he was sorry, what was he sorry for, watching me. Ignoring me. What is he sorry for I don’t understand, he is so mysterious and confusing he gives me a headache, I have to see him again some where I cant go to him I have to wait for him to come back, if he ever dose.
I walked downstairs and sat on the arm of the sofa, mum was watching TV some boring property program
“Autumn could wewe cook chajio, chakula cha jioni tonight?”
“if I must”
“could wewe so it soon? Roger needs to go to kitanda early he’s going to one of his Marafiki houses for chai tomorrow”
“ok ok I’m going”
“Thank you”
I walked into the jikoni and had a look in the freezer I wasn’t in the mood to cook anything fancy so I put a pizza in and some spicy wedgies into the tanuri, joko and left them to cook.
After everyone had finished eating I had ran Roger a bath and gone back to my room, I brushed my heir again, with heir like mine its best to keep it knot free as much as possible, I looked down at my watch it was eight o clock, to early to go to kitanda so I had decided to do some zaidi kusoma I climbed up into my kitanda with my book, their was something unexpected, a small piece of perfectly white paper was folded up on my pillow, my moyo was beating faster than I thought it ever could my hands were shaking, I gently picked the paper up as if it were an injured animal and very carefully unfolded it, the righting was elegant and flawless, perfect script and looked so old fashioned, I immediately knew who it was from I smiled I almost felt whole again, I turned my attention to actually kusoma the note, it alisema
Come to the playing field tomorrow at ten am.
Don’t come if wewe don’t want to.
Ps. don’t bring anyone with you, it’s to risky.
I almost passed out, he wants to meet me, how did he get in I looked around the room for signs of an entry and spotted the window wasn’t shut properly I sighed a happy sigh, but I had to really think about this I know I shouldn’t meet strangers on my own but it alisema not to bring anyone with me It is to dangerous, how could it be to dangerous, this was a decision I would have to make alone maybe it could change my life, all of this could turn out badly au it could be for the better, I had to think about making a dishion would I play salama and stay nyumbani au would I risk everything for a boy I didn’t even know the name of, I dint have to think about it anymore than that, I had made my disition.
I didn’t sleep well that night, I am easily made nervous and being nervous makes me feel unwell, I sat up most of the night trembling wondering what would happen If I chose the other path, it was to late now I had made my decision and I wouldn’t change my mind no matter how hard people tried to convince me, I looked at the clock on my mobile three am I need to get some sleep, I was exorsted but my body wouldn’t shut down I was now at that point when your dipping in and out of consciousness, at half past three I finally managed to fall into a deep sleep.
I woke late it was quarter past nine, three quarters of an saa before he wanted to meet me, my muscles were aching all over from last night.
I managed to drag myself out of kitanda and do the normal morning routine but it happened very slowly, normally it would have taken five minuets but this morning, somehow I took half an hour, I sat at the meza, jedwali in the jikoni some how now I was buzzing I couldn’t sit still, I would have gotten breakfast but I didn’t want to upset my stomach, it was now five to ten so close.
Mum had been surprised kwa my exit I very rarely go out of the house but I had just grabbed a koti, jacket and left and now I was heading down a steep track that was a shortcut to the playing fields, the weather wasn’t so bad it was cloudy with a slight wind at least their was no sun.
I stood at the opening in the trees at the end of the track and looked for him, I couldn’t see him anywhere, I took a few steps out into the open and looked around again and there he was standing kwa the trees at the mouth of the wood, I felt so happy some how I wanted to run up to him, like old friends, I didn’t, I had to be careful he alisema it was risky, we stood staring at each other, was I meant to go to him au was he going to come over hear, my swali was answered when he raised a hand and waved his index finger beckoning me to come, drawing me in, slowly I started to move, one foot after the other I tolled myself trying not to trip, I got to a meters distance and stopped was it salama enough to go any closer, no I would play safe.
we looked at each other au zaidi like he looked at me he was still covered with his thick jacket, hood, neckerchief and gloves to be honest it did look quite scary who knew what he was hiding and at this distance if I ran he could probably catch me within sekunde I am a lousy runner, but I wouldn’t let him see my feelings, my hands were shaking which annoyed me so I stuffed them in my pockets.
We had been standing hear for ages not changing my legs were starting to hurt and he never took his eyes off me, he stared as if I was going to run any second, I was starting to get annoyed now, did he ask me down hear just to stare at me. Silence. I’m gunna bust in a second, he could probably see the irritation on my face but still didn’t say any thing, right that’s it I’m busting
“What?!” my voice sounded harsh and embraced me and He looked quite startled
“I’m waiting” their it is that flawless voice it filled me with an electrical tingle that pulsed through me from the heir on my head all the way down to my toes
“What are wewe waiting for?”
“You”
“I’m hear”
“I know that, I’m waiting for wewe to runaway screaming”
“Well it’s not going to happen”
Silence this was really awkward I pulled my mobile out my pocket and looked at the time, we had been hear for a whole saa and I had learnt nothing about him, I was the one to brake the silence,
“So why did wewe ask me to come down hear?”
“I wanted to meet you”
“Right” I alisema sarcastically he bought me all the way down hear to meet me even though he had been watching me for god knows how long so he probably knew everything about me
“What’s your name?”
“You know that” I know he dose wewe don’t watch someone without picking up their name
“I mean your full name”
“Why do wewe want to know?”
“All right well leave the name, how old are you” he sounded really curious but I don’t know him so I can’t trust him
“Why don’t wewe tell me your name?”
“All right”
My legs were really dead now and he could see it, and to my surprise he sat down in the nyasi and signalled for me to do the same, I was a relief to have some feeling back in my legs but I was interrupted kwa his gorgeous voice
“I will tell wewe about myself but wewe have to promise to talk about your self after words, do wewe promise?”
“I promise” and I knew it was one I would have to keep but their was something I wanted first
“But”
“Yes?” he sounded really curious
“Could wewe remove the stuff?” I was difficult to talk to someone who was covered up, and slowly he removed all of the unnecessary clothing the gloves came off first revelling long pale fingers the type musicians have, inayofuata was the kofia his dark heir waved gently in the wind, I don’t think I have ever seen anyone with heir as dark as his it was just pure black and was so mystifying if his heir is that dark then what’s his personality like, last to come off was the neckerchief it reviled the most gorgeous face I have ever seen, gorgeous didn’t cover it his face was so perfect and flawless just like his voice, all his futures were angular and symmetrical, and his skin was as pale as fresh snow but his lips stood out they were a beautiful red almost blood red, their were purple rings under his eyes as if he hadn’t slept at all last night but it was odd last time I had seen his eyes they were almost as black as his heir but now they were a warm honey brown, I sat and stared he was so inhumanly beautiful like he had been carved kwa angels to represent purity, I bet any guy would give anything to look that attractive.
I sat and stared at him I couldn’t say a word his face made me speechless and then he laughed the sound was so musical and sweet, it made me blush and his teeth were so bright they were perfectly white but he irritated me what was so funny
“What?” my voice sounded bland compared to his
“Your face” I blushed even deeper red then it hit me, it was like I had been hit kwa truck, I remembered where I had seen him,
“Autumn are wewe ok?” I don’t know what was on my face but I worried him,
“Autumn? Autumn answer me”
“You, wewe were”
“What was I?”
I couldn’t answer, I couldn’t be, how can it be, how
“Autumn” he had moved closer now he was close enough to reach out and touch me he placed a hand on my shoulder and started into my eyes but he held his breath,
“You were in my dream, wewe were their, wewe helped me”
“What? How did I help you?, when did wewe have this dream?”
“I was sinking into, wewe were their, wewe stayed and pulled me free wewe helped me”
“Autumn tell me what wewe were sinking into I need to know”
“The darkness it was all-around me dragging me in and wewe pulled me out, wewe kept me safe”
He sighed like he was expecting it to be something else
“Are wewe sure it was me?”
He sounded as if he wanted it to be someone else
“I’m sorry but I’m sure it’s you”
“When did wewe have this dream?”
“A mwezi of two zamani I dint know the exact date”
He looked angry, he closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose
“You were inside my head and know your hear it’s scary”
“Autumn I don’t want wewe to get into any trouble because of me, maybe I should just leave wewe alone”
“Don’t go, maybe my dream means something, wewe should stay”
I was desperate for him to stay I didn’t want to have that empty feeling again.
“Fine I will stay but I will do it because wewe asked, if wewe were anyone else I would have left already”
He sounded so sad
“Thank wewe um”
“Tom my name is Tom”
“Thank wewe Tom”
He finally took his hand off my shoulder, he had been squeezing a little bit too hard and I could see as soon as he moved away he began to breathe again
“Now as I alisema I will tell wewe about myself”
“No”
“What?”
“Ill go first”
“Are wewe sure?”
“Start firing”
“Ok, what’s your full name?”
“My full name is Autumn-Jade Trinity”
“Right what’s your favourite colour, chakula and type of book?”
“My favourite colours are black, white and turquoise my fave types of vitabu would be romance and I upendo meat which isn’t very feminine”
“All right what colour and foods do wewe hate?”
“I hate the colour purple” he interrupted me then
“But the walls of your room are purple”
“Yes but I don’t like it” he nodded and I carried on
“The foods I hate the most well that’s easy I hate bread, butter, eggs and carrots”
“Simple enough but I have never met a person who don’t like bread” he smiled
“What are wewe scared of?”
“I’m scared of heights, the dark, spiders, insects and fish”
“Fish, you’re scared of fish”
I blushed
“Yes I am afraid of samaki there disgusting”
Be both laughed, we didn’t even know each other properly and we were uigizaji like best friends
“What’s your favourite type of weather?”
“I like the rain”
“you like the rain?”
“yes, is there a problem with that?”
“no, but most people like the sunshine”
“I hate the sun, it makes wewe hot and I burn easily and I like the sound of the rain, it’s soothing, don’t wewe think?”
“I’ve never really thought about it”
He sat thinking
“Could I ask wewe a personal question?”
“Depends on what it is”
“Do wewe have a, um…………………. boyfriend”
I dint like this swali my romance history isn’t a good one
“You don’t have to answer if wewe don’t want to”
“No, no I don’t have a boyfriend and to be honest I don’t want one”
“Oh, sorry I asked”
“No its ok, are wewe going to ask any zaidi questions?”
“Yep I’m nowhere near finished”
“Great”
I alisema sarcastically.
Hours passed and he still managed to find maswali to ask me, I didn’t know how long we had been their but the light was starting to fade and my mobile rang
“Hi mum what’s up?”
“Autumn I think it’s time for wewe to come nyumbani now”
“Mum can’t I have a bit longer”
“All right wewe can have another hour, stay safe”
“Will do”
She hung up first, she is probably busy with Roger.
“So, what know, will wewe tell me about yourself?”
“Autumn there’s something I should, I should onyesha wewe some thing first” he looked so helpless
“What is it Tom?” I was worried now
“I should onyesha wewe but I cant its not allowed, wewe could guess”
“Guess what?, Tom your making me nervous what is it?”
“Forget it you’ll figure it out but I will be waiting for the siku when wewe to run screaming”
“Tom please tell me I want to know”
“Don’t!” his voice sounded so commanding it scared me, I looked down at my hands, they were balled up into fists on my lap
“Autumn I’m sorry please don’t plead like that its not fear, I can’t tell you, wewe have to figure it out” he looked miserable he reached out and put his hand on my shoulder but I shook it off, I don’t like secrets, I had answered all of his maswali and he repays me kwa keeping secrets that isn’t fear, not in the slightest, Tom got up and looked at the sky, then he walked over to the trees
“I have messed everything up!” I looked up to him, he looked so angry it scared me
“I should have just left it would have been beater for everyone!” he thumped the mti and the whole thing shook right down to the roots, I felt bad now how could I have upset him so much that wasn’t fair on him
“Tom” I got up and walked over to him, he had closed his eyes and his fist was still on the mti it must have hurt to hit something that hard he stood there perfectly still, I reached out my hands were trembling I touched the fist that had hit the mti and pulled it away, he had dinted the mti their was almost a whole in it, that must have hurt I examined his knuckles there wasn’t the slightest mark, I looked up to his face, he is staring down at me his face curious,
“What?” I couldn’t help smiling
“Don’t my hands feel cold to you?” I thought about that for a second
“No, are they meant to?”
“Yes” he sounded surprised, he stared down into my eyes, I looked away and let his hand drop
“I should get going” I didn’t want to leave but mum wanted me home
“I will walk wewe nyumbani if wewe like?”
I blushed at his offer
“If wewe want to”
We set off together it was getting really dark now but somehow I felt salama with Tom with me we walked in silence, he walked the whole way like he had been walking it all his life when we reached my house we stopped
“Um, when will I see wewe again?”
“I can come in if wewe like?”
“I don’t think mum would be to happy with me bringing boys into the house”
He smiled a teasing smile that made my moyo beat so fast it almost burst out of my chest
“I will see wewe in I few minuets”
I didn’t have time to reply he was already walking away, I watched him until he turned the corner
“Tom” I sighed and turned to go into the house
“Autumn! Where have wewe been?”
“I was walking”
“Ok but inayofuata time tell me before wewe go out I was worried”
I smiled at her
“I will and I’m sorry”
“Oh your dinners in the oven”
“Ok, I thought wewe were taking Nathaniel to Carlisle”
“He canalled”
“Oh”
I walked into the jikoni and looked in the oven, cottage pie I grabbed a kisu and fork and went up stairs.
I had put my chakula down and was about to start eating when I herd a tap on the window, I got up and opened the curtains and their he was standing on the porch roof that jutted out from the house just below my window I opened it and he climbed in
“Uh, hi”
“Hi”
He sat on the chest of draws and I stared at him
“What?”
He sounded so innocent
“Do wewe do things like that often?”
“No, I don’t normally knock”
“Right”
The smell of my chajio, chakula cha jioni had filled the room and my stomach growled I had eaten absolutely nothing today
“You should eat some thing, I kept wewe for long enough”
“What about you?”
“I’m on a special diet”
I rolled my eyes that didn’t seem so surprising.
One I had finished my chajio, chakula cha jioni I instructed him not to songesha and took my plate down stairs, it was difficult to leave him there on his own.
When I returned I found he had sat perfectly still, I laughed and a smile touched his lips, he caved and laughed his musical laugh, I sat on my kitanda and sighed
“what is it”
“will I see wewe tomorrow?”
“I will come see wewe after school if wewe wish”
I smiled at him and then looked down at my hands
“something’s wrong?” he sounded as upset as I felt
“well I just, I think it would be nice if I could find wewe when I need wewe rather than waiting for wewe to come to me, I feel like wewe might not come back”
“I promise I will always comeback, Autumn were Marafiki now aren’t we, Marafiki stick together and if wewe want to find me I can onyesha wewe where I am now living if wewe wish”
I blushed I didn’t know people like this existed he was totally amazing
“that would be cool, can wewe call us friends, I don’t know anything about you” I replied in a teasing tone
“I will explain the best I can”.
CAPTER 4: Tom
PLEASE DO NOT COPY MY WORK
I don't believe you.
I really don't
After all these years
This is what wewe give me?
Why did wewe break up with me?
I don't understand.
wewe were so close with me
And then that tech freak came by
And wewe left me.
wewe abandoned me.
Why did wewe dump me?
Such a close friend of mine.
Laughing with me all these years
Crying with me.
Now, wewe leave me.
Why?
I don't understand anything that happened.
Why can't happy things happen
In this world?
Why do things have to be so sad?
I can't accept that it happened.
Because I am still a close friend
Of yours
But I can't accept the facts.
I just can't.
I really don't
After all these years
This is what wewe give me?
Why did wewe break up with me?
I don't understand.
wewe were so close with me
And then that tech freak came by
And wewe left me.
wewe abandoned me.
Why did wewe dump me?
Such a close friend of mine.
Laughing with me all these years
Crying with me.
Now, wewe leave me.
Why?
I don't understand anything that happened.
Why can't happy things happen
In this world?
Why do things have to be so sad?
I can't accept that it happened.
Because I am still a close friend
Of yours
But I can't accept the facts.
I just can't.
When wewe hope,
wewe expect and wish,
wewe have a feeling for wanting,
Your desires to be filled,
wewe don’t want them killed,
Hope makes wewe stronger,
We live to hope,
Hope is what keeps us going,
Keep it sealed,
Let it be healed,
Like it’s your shield,
Sometimes it’s your battle field,
Keep hope close to wewe in life,
Sometimes wewe need to rethink twice,
For hope is unstable,
It comes and goes,
Hope is a special gift,
Not everyone knows,
If they do, they don’t bother to show,
Some of us want to lose hope,
Some of us want to regain hope,
Some think it’s a useless tool,
Yet they’re the ones blind,
Who won’t come to mind?
wewe and I, we all need hope,
No matter how far we seem from it,
It will find us one day,
For hope will come to us,
Wish and desire wewe moyo out,
Keep in mind,
Don’t back away;
wewe know what wewe want,
Keep hoping till the END……
wewe expect and wish,
wewe have a feeling for wanting,
Your desires to be filled,
wewe don’t want them killed,
Hope makes wewe stronger,
We live to hope,
Hope is what keeps us going,
Keep it sealed,
Let it be healed,
Like it’s your shield,
Sometimes it’s your battle field,
Keep hope close to wewe in life,
Sometimes wewe need to rethink twice,
For hope is unstable,
It comes and goes,
Hope is a special gift,
Not everyone knows,
If they do, they don’t bother to show,
Some of us want to lose hope,
Some of us want to regain hope,
Some think it’s a useless tool,
Yet they’re the ones blind,
Who won’t come to mind?
wewe and I, we all need hope,
No matter how far we seem from it,
It will find us one day,
For hope will come to us,
Wish and desire wewe moyo out,
Keep in mind,
Don’t back away;
wewe know what wewe want,
Keep hoping till the END……
Temporary Home
For some people, this world is only a stopover. They arrive here to do some good while they can, but they know that this is still not their true home. They are angels who come to light up our lives with their luminescence and to teach us what they can before they have to songesha on. They flash in on golden wings, but it seems that they are gone before wewe can say “Thank you” au “I upendo you”. They leave softly, without fanfare. They kiss our brow as lightly as a heart’s whisper, and smile, blinding us with its brightness. When we blink, they are gone.
For some people, this world is only a stopover. They arrive here to do some good while they can, but they know that this is still not their true home. They are angels who come to light up our lives with their luminescence and to teach us what they can before they have to songesha on. They flash in on golden wings, but it seems that they are gone before wewe can say “Thank you” au “I upendo you”. They leave softly, without fanfare. They kiss our brow as lightly as a heart’s whisper, and smile, blinding us with its brightness. When we blink, they are gone.
Marafiki Are Forever,so I thought.
All those pictures that I bought,now torn apart along with my broken heart.
I miss those hugs and laughs we use to share,because now they act like they don't care.
Now all we do is fight.
I wish God would give us some light,give me a solution to solve all this tension.
Marafiki don't back stab you.
Marafiki don't talk behind your back au be pissed off at wewe when they feel like it.
Nobody seems to care anymore.
Now girls are turning into whores.
All I know is that now we are all Marafiki for never.
When we need to go back to being Marafiki FOREVER!
All those pictures that I bought,now torn apart along with my broken heart.
I miss those hugs and laughs we use to share,because now they act like they don't care.
Now all we do is fight.
I wish God would give us some light,give me a solution to solve all this tension.
Marafiki don't back stab you.
Marafiki don't talk behind your back au be pissed off at wewe when they feel like it.
Nobody seems to care anymore.
Now girls are turning into whores.
All I know is that now we are all Marafiki for never.
When we need to go back to being Marafiki FOREVER!
This is written about the perfect silence only found in the dead of night, and the feelings it inspires.
The title comes from the description a friend of mine gave when we were stuck in the middle of nowhere at midnight and I found it sort of beautiful.
Enjoy (I hope) :)
Weighted air and winking stars,
darkness draped, tension wrought.
This night, this hour, is ours.
Silence chimes unspoken thoughts
that choke my mouth.
Silver moonbeams in glittering outline
surround you, and in our youth
this night, this hour, we intertwine.
I'd upendo to hear what wewe like au hate.
Thanks for reading.
DietCokeGirl
The title comes from the description a friend of mine gave when we were stuck in the middle of nowhere at midnight and I found it sort of beautiful.
Enjoy (I hope) :)
Weighted air and winking stars,
darkness draped, tension wrought.
This night, this hour, is ours.
Silence chimes unspoken thoughts
that choke my mouth.
Silver moonbeams in glittering outline
surround you, and in our youth
this night, this hour, we intertwine.
I'd upendo to hear what wewe like au hate.
Thanks for reading.
DietCokeGirl