When we were young

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Summary

Right from grade one they had fallen in love. a match made in heaven if you would say but after a fatal accident they were separated will they ever get back together?

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
4
Rating
4.5 2 reviews
Age Rating
18+

Chapter 1

I fumbled around in my room looking for my hair brush. I was running super late for my own graduation, I had taken my bath and dressed up but now I had to put on my make up and do my hair. I had no choice but to yell for my mother.

"Mom!" I screamed at the top on my voice and she was in my room in minutes chuckling.

Looking at my reflection in the mirror I frowned, this wasn't what I wanted to look like at all.

"I offered my help at the beginning but you declined hunny but don't worry mommy's here you're gonna look fantastic" my mom said after noticing a change in my mood. i signed and nodded my head allowing her to work her magic on me as I sat down on the chair.

Today is a very important day to me, heck! it is important to all 23 years old. I was finally graduating from college and I can't wait to fully start my life on my own. You might be wondering what is a 23 years old doing in her mother's house right?, well my mother is just simply the best and also am the only child she's got so it's only understandable why she want me close so much after my father's tragic death.

I had studied Office technology and management at College and how I love to sit back at the desk and type away, weird right? Yeah I know.

"All done, you look beautiful hunny" my mom said looking down at me before moving to the side for me to view myself at the mirror.

I had a pale white skin and face with a big blue eyes, my dress was blue too with black heels. she matched my dress with my make up with a Black eye shadow making my eye colour pop out more.

I look good, really good. I smiled more broad taking in my appearance.

"Thanks mom" I said standing up and grabbing my purse, she led the way downstairs as we got into her SUV and drove to the school.

* * *

We got back a little later, The event went smoothly which I was thankful for, I collected my certificate with pride. As I was walking up the stairs my mom called me into the kitchen.

"mom?, you called" I said sitting in one of the kitchen stool still in my dress.

"Yes dear, I just wanted us to have a little chitchat about your new journey you're about to start" she said pouring herself a drink from the little bar we had.

"okay ma" I said adjusting the stool to feel comfortable

"I need you to be careful from now, We have been together for quite some time now and I know we won't really be seeing eye to eye very soon because you'll soon get busy with your life which I understand too. all am trying to say hunny is that I love you and I'll also respect your decision whatever it is but also know that your father loves you more" she said before coming closer to kiss my hair before looking at me smiling

"Thanks momma" I said before standing up to hug her tightly. I knew what she said was true, it would be hard for both of us but I know we would be just fine.

I went up to my room and slumped in my bed exhausted but everything was worth it. I soon got out of bed then took a long shower, I came out naked and stood in the mirror looking at my reflection. I had a long black hair that stopped at my waist line, a very pale white skin that makes me look like am half dead, bright pink lips, blue eyes and pointed nose. I was curvy but not the model type of curvy- I was just fine and I loved my body. I am half German and French. My momma is french while my father was German, they are both white but I myself was pale white, weird if you ask me.

As I stood there a little framed picture caught my eye. it was the picture my mom took of me in my child hood but this was not any other picture. I wrapped a towel around my body and my hair as I sat down on my bed folding my legs together.

in the picture I was kissing a boy and I looked very very happy and appeared to be holding a single red rose which till this day I loved. The young boy in the picture also appeared be smiling it was pure joy and love that a blind man could tell.

This picture had always baffled me because I never remembered this happening nor the boy's name. Funnily enough this was the only childhood picture I had a smile like this.

Even In his younger features the little boy looked so handsome and it made my heart tug, I had loved this boy even in my adulthood I would always have dreams of my playdates with him like my brain replaying little memories as dreams. I smiled as I remembered what he would say to me in those dream-like-memories.

"I love you Adeline"

That was my first name which only my mom knew of, not even my friends knew me by this name. I was always called by my first name Anna. I stroked the frame and smiled, I was sad- sad that we got seperated at a very young age. Even at a very young age of 3&5 we knew what love was because we showed it to each other, I stood up from my bed before dropping the frame by the mirror. I changed into my night dress ready for bed, I went downstairs to the kitchen to make myself a quick sandwich which I ate with a glass of milk. My mom had already retired into her room probably sleeping by now so I went back up to my room quietly, as I got in bed I glanced once again at the frame smiling. I only I can remember what his name was.