Comfort
ZELO'S P.O.V.
At last!I found her.
There she sitting at the banks of the stream.
"Jean.Jéan, look here!" I sreamed and went near her.
I saw her face!
Is it really her??....It's a tear-stained face.The moon and her eyes were the brightest thing I saw.She was staring at the sky with intensity.Her hair was messedd up.Her T-shirt, wait its not her's. She never liked full sleeved clothes. I was astonished when I saw her eyes. They were glassy. She never shed tears,at least never in front of us. In my three years with Jean.. I have never seen Jean like this- pale,colourless,hopeless.She is nothing like Jean...
I was studying her when Mark and Spencer came.
Spencer shouted at her," Jean,are you dumb? Where were you from one week?where the hell were you?"
Spencer grabbed her arm.
"Will you answer?"He was cutted off when she threw a punch on him.
Man!That was a good punch.
He spat blood.
"Are you out of your mind?" Mark yelled as he supported Spencer.
"Please, I implore you, for Gad's sake. Zelo, please, please make them leave."Jean pleaded.
Something is fucking wrong.My Jean never begs and pleads,she orders and commands.She is someone who is born with leadership.Something is definitely wrong. "Guys something is terribly wrong. Right now, you people should leave. I'll take care of her." I explained.
They were confused but left.
"Take care of her Zelo" said Spencer. She was staring at the empty night sky.The sky was blank.It was cloudless.Nothing but the moon.Just like her face.Her lips didn't move neither her expression spoke. Her face was blank.You couldn't understand anything by looking at her.The only thing which spoke was her eyes.Tears were betraying her eyes. Silent cries are the most painful ones. Her sight was making my heart clench,ache,pain,weep.
"Everything is gonna be alright, Everything is gonna be just fine, we'll make a good good life.
It's okay to be messed,
but
don't be the loser.
It's okay to be hated
but
don't be the hater.
Fall, stand, Rise, work, achieve,suceed."
I whispered the same which she used to say to me. I was relieved to see she started crying hard.
I am fine with her feeling pain instead of the numbness.
Sometimes it is better to cry.
Tears are the healer during times of despair.
After a couple of minutes, I asked her,"Jean,what happened?"in a very calm voice.
She was the strongest girl I have ever seen. Right now, she Is like a delicate glass and I am scared of breaking her.She looked at me with so much hope that it was making me scared it.
She said nothing but stopped sobbing. The night was too dark. It was around 2:30 at night. She loaked at me again.
"Don't hate and leave me Zelo" She whispered looking scared. She took off her T-shirt.
Bite marks, hickeys, red marks somewhat blue and purple areas, covered her skin.
I need to kill someone.
"Please don't think that I am weak or palhetic Zelo. I fought Zelo.I fought. A lot.I fought with my whole strength. He touched me. Zelo but I fought and ran away. I fought Zelo....this marks hurt Zelo..but they don't remind of him Zelo...they make me remember my brother-like friends who weren't there Zelo....I tried calli.."She tried to continue but I knew it was hurting her to move her lips..
I took off my jacket and covered her and embraced her . My lips were touching her temple.My father used to say that kisses at forehead are more valuable,soothing,comforting than kisses on lips.
The moment she took off her T-shirt,
I felt failed.
I felt useless.
I felt frail.
I felt pain.
I felt regret.
I felt anger.
I felt disappantment.
I felt hate.
I failed to protect.
I didn't know what to say. I just hugged her more tightly.I wanted her to feel safe,protected in my arms. She was holding as if she was scared that I would go away.She was searching for something in my embrace. If I didn't knew her well.. I would have felt that she was looking for protection, pity, love, care,safety.
No, she was not searching for them.She didn't need them.
She was searching COMFORT.
