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Boys Like Girls - Be Your Everything
I'll be your shelter
I'll be your storm
I'll make you shiver
I'll keep you warm
Whatever weather
Baby I'm yours
Be your forever, be your fling
Baby I will be your everything
Baby I
Baby I will
Baby I will be your everything
CHAPTER 9
Dinner was a deep silent for Edmund and I. We both were speechless if one of us speak up. It was like, we were shy towards each other. I was not in my comfort zone at all. Edmund and I was on a break of teasing and fighting with each other that night. We were so silent. Even Susan thought I was sick for not talking at all.
I tucked into the bed cover and just trying to sleep for a long time. So desperately wanting to sleep but I just couldn't. Just a few words came out and my mind was wandering everywhere.
When I said those words to Edmund, I didn't mean to say 'I'm happy with myself because if I'm not that big headed and arrogant, I would never meet you' like seriously, it sounded like that in my head.
If anyone would want to kill me right now, my arms were wide open. Plus point for earlier, I did blush. Blushing over The Just King? Surely, I knew I hate him. How come I could blush like that? And what made me even more curious was that, why did he? What I said was a good one for him to tease me even more, but he didn't. Instead, he was blushing as hard as I was. It was really confusing for me.
Peter might have known our awkwardness. Though he wasn't paying attention at the dining room, there were times where he would take glances at me and he would raise his eyebrow and mouthed 'what's going on?' I just shook my head and had my dinner.
A few hours had passed and I knew I should give up. I couldn't force myself to sleep anymore. It was useless. My mind was set only to The Just King even more. I hopped off my bed and took out a robe from the wardrobe. A fresh air should be a good treatment.
I decided to go down to the coast. I loved that place. A cave nearby scared me a little bit at night but when you see it at midday, it was beautiful.
I wore my robe properly and hugged myself. I shivered because of the cold wind. But it was paid off by the awesomeness of the scenery in front of me. The waves that were crashing against each other, splashing a bit of it's water to my face. But that was the fun of it.
I sat down on the sand and just took a deep breath. Finally, I relaxed. I didn't think of the awkwardness that happened earlier. I thought of myself and the world.
The sky was dark but the moon's light brightened up everything. The stars looked like they were dancing. Sparkling towards the moon.
"I know this sounds crazy. But if you are up there, can you give me a sign, dad?" I whispered as I looked up.
It took me for a few seconds to realize that one of the stars above shone it's light brighter. I knew I was crazy to think it was my father and he would probably was answering my previous question. But I was desperately in need to talk with him. I missed him deeply and just by looking up and saw those amazing beautiful stars calmed me down a little bit. Because I knew my father was there, somehow watching every move that I make.
I touched my father's locket (A/N: the picture is on my profile) that until now was placed carefully around my neck. I wore it everyday ever since it was given to me. I would take care of it with all I've got. It was the very last thing that my father's own and I would never take my eyes off it. I opened it and carefully touched the picture that was inside it. Our family picture. I was being emotional as I kept on staring at it. I felt a couple of tears escaped and I wiped it right away.
Cold penetrated inside my skin,enveloping myself with no sense of warmth was coming. The waves were crashing against each other was one of my enjoyable views that couldn't be paid by any kind.
If there was a shooting star anywhere above, I would like to make a plea. Any requests for it, as long as I could see a shooting star that would make my life feel fulfilled perfectly.
All of a sudden as I was deep in thought, I heard a sound of walking steps against the sand on the beach, was approaching towards me. I turned my head around and found none but Edmund.
"Hi." He greeted in a soft tone.
"Hi." I greeted back as I looked up to him and turned back my head to the front sight.
Edmund bit his lower lip awkwardly and sat next to me on the sand. "Beautiful sight tonight huh?" he spoke up after a while in silence.
"Yeah. Something I've been always loving about Narnia. It's beautiful sky." I replied and sighed.
Edmund shook his head and chuckled. I as the only one who was there with him turned my head to him and raised my eyebrow in confusion. "What?" I asked.
"Nothing." He grinned. "Why are you up this late?"
"I can't sleep. I don't know what's got into me tonight."
"Me too," he told me and smiled widely at my direction, "aren't you scared up at night alone in here?"
"Nope. It relaxes me actually. Of course it all stopped when you came." I smirked.
"Oh please. Am I that bad for you? A company shouldn't bother you that much."
I rolled my eyes and answered, "Cool, it was cold before you come and now it's hot."
"Sarcastic much?"
"Jealous much?" I sharpened my eyes at him. We both eventually laughed and it reduced body tense atmosphere among us.
I shrugged and laid myself on the sand. My eyes were staring up at the sky. Even though there was no pillow for my head to laid on, the sand itself wasn't horrible to be one for a while.
Edmund saw my movement and followed afterwards.
"You seem… different." He spoke up but his eyes were up at the sky, just like me.
"Do I?" I teased.
"Yes you do," he sighed, "you seem so deep in thought. Thinking about something which, if I ever ask what you would never give the answer."
I chuckled and Edmund followed afterwards. It was funny to think we were together and so far didn't try to rip each other's faces but instead having a better quality time to have a talk. Almost like a normal talk.
"Why do you even bother to ask? It's like you will care." I said.
"What if I do?" Edmund said seriously.
For a moment we just stared at each other's eyes. His were so deep like the ocean in front of me. I saw trust in him. Somehow that feeling just came. He looked determined to help me. I didn't know for what though. Or it was just a trap so that he could have a subject to tease me?
"W-what?" I stuttered.
Edmund burst out laughing and holding his stomach, trying to roll on the sand while he was laying on it.
Why laugh?
"Your face!" he said as he sat up.
"What's with my face? Why are you even laughing!" I followed afterwards.
"Your face is so funny!"
"Edmund!" I slapped his shoulder.
"Ouch! Watch out will you."
"I thought for a moment-"
"What? That I'm being serious? Come on. There's no seriousness in my dictionary."
"I shouldn't have listened to you." I muttered.
"Sorry to disappoint you my lady." He smirked.
"You are useless." I rolled my eyes.
I turned my head up again. Being all back serious and the star that was shining brighter than the others around it was still there. Edmund followed my gaze and landed his eyes on the star too.
"That's one quite big star there." He spoke up.
"And beautiful one." I added.
"You keep on staring up. Are you looking at that one?"
"Yes. It's shining brighter than the other stars around it. See?" I pointed my finger up.
"Right," he paused, "make a wish then."
"Make a wish?" I asked in confusion, "you should make a wish when you see a shooting star."
"What's the difference, really," he replied determined, "you make a wish, and if that one star's light flashes when you are finished, then it will do as you wish."
"You are making up a clueless and useless theory." I rolled my eyes.
"Hey, don't underestimate me! It will work, trust me. I mean come on, what's the point of waiting a shooting star to come if you already see a bunch of stars placed above your head so beautifully."
"Since when you become so smart?" I smirked at him.
"Don't. Start. Ev." He seemed pissed.
I chuckled, "Alright alright. Let's make a wish." I closed my eyes and held my fists high.
I didn't know if Edmund did what I did. I didn't know if he was also wanting to make a wish, but what I knew was that as I finished making mine, when I opened my eyes, the star did what Edmund said.
It's light flashes a few times.
"Oh my God!" I yelped. "Did it hear our wishes? Did it did it?!" I said happily.
"So childish." Edmund muttered.
"Hey!" I slapped his shoulder again.
"Ok ok stop doing that! It hurts. Ouch." Edmund rubbed his shoulder.
I sighed and still smiling so widely. I was hoping that one star was my father, smiling down at me. I wish I could fly above and see what's up on the sky.
"Ev?" Edmund snapped me back from my day dreaming.
"Huh?"
"Glad to know your wish will come true." He smiled at me sincerely.
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Edmund and I were on our way back into the castle. But along our walk, I couldn't help to think about what he said earlier. 'Glad to know your wish will come true'? What was that even mean? Did he hear what I wished to the star? It was impossible though, he couldn't listen what was inside my head nor heart.
Edmund himself was pretty quiet beside me. I wanted to break our silence but I didn't know how. All I was thinking was that his weird behaviour tonight.
"Gah, I'm so hungry." He broke the silence a few moments later. "Let's find some food." He said.
He walked faster than me towards the kitchen that was finally on sight. When he was about to open the kitchen door, he turned his head to his side and found me was not there to follow. Instead, I froze a few steps back behind him, chuckling by myself at him.
"I thought you didn't follow me!" Edmund hissed.
"Now, who is the childish one?" I teased him.
"Still you." He rolled his eyes and stepped inside.
"I will not get lost in here Ed. Stop worrying about me getting lost." I teased him.
Ah, that was a perfection what I said to him.
"I swear I will not watching you anymore." Edmund said annoyed. I laughed at his statement.
I followed him inside and shook my head. His childish behavior was sometimes funny to laugh at. So immature until I couldn't stop thinking about how his siblings could deal with him every single day.
"Why are you bringing me with you?" I asked.
"Because we are together and I don't want to leave you alone in the middle of the night. A wild wolf might have eaten you." He said as he took out two plates from a drawer and set it in front of me.
"You are the wolf." I mumbled.
"I heard that." He said as his back was facing me.
I sighed and rolled my eyes. "What do you want to eat?"
"I don't know," he rubbed his head in confusion, "do you want a sandwich?"
"Can you even make that thing called sandwich?" I said sarcastically.
"As long as I can remember," he paused dramatically, "YES, I CAN." He burst out.
"Slow down, I'm just playing around." I laughed.
"You will never stop annoying me Ev. Never."
"Never ever ever ever?" I grinned.
"Ever."
"Okay then, you are my arch enemy." I declared.
"You are ever since we met." He rolled his eyes.
We both started to make two sandwiches but Edmund's was a mess. I bet he didn't know how to make it properly. He was making a mess all over the kitchen only just to make a sandwich.
"You are not a kitchen person, are you?" I asked, raising my eyebrow.
"Glad to know you can read minds. Now I should be scared." He replied sarcastically.
It was weird that tonight I was not that mad at Edmund. Sure, he was being annoying like usual towards me, but what happened earlier at the beach was not what I expected when I saw his figure approaching me. I thought he would piss me off again and again but that time, he was being someone I didn't know for a while.
Though he was back to being arrogant, I still could manage to chuckle over his behavior.
We were eating our sandwiches after a lot of hard work making it. I was so sure if we decided to run off and not cleaning up all of the mess we had made, everyone who steps into the kitchen the next morning will be shocked and annoyed to see the sight.
"So, your mom is here now. She is a baker right?" Edmund started a conversation.
"She is the greatest baker in the entire world."
"I know. I have tasted one of her arts. It was brilliant."
"Yeah. Mr. Tumnus told me that you bought your birthday cake at my bakery. And I had no idea about that."
"Yes!" he said happily, "I loved that cake so much. I remembered asking him to buy more and more for a week until I was so fed up with it and then stopped. What is it called. I can't remember."
"Tiramisu?" I grinned.
"Yes! How do you know?"
"Mr. Tumnus. He told me it was tiramisu. You were addicted to it." I laughed.
"I still am," he said, "oh, now I'm craving for it."
"I can make it if you want." I offered.
"You can?" he raised his eye brow, "you are a tomboy, and you can actually bake?"
"Don't underestimate me. After all, I'm a daughter of a professional baker." I smirked.
"Do you even know what tiramisu is?" he scoffed.
"A dessert made with sponge soaked in coffee and Marsala, topped with soft cheese and powdered chocolate." I said proudly. I saw Edmund shivered over the words that came out of my mouth.
I knew I grew up mostly from hunting. I knew I was not a kind of girl that loves dresses or heels or parties. I was not a girl who would spend most of my times in the kitchen. But I knew how to bake. Because I often saw my mother baking behind the kitchen. I knew a few basics. And I also knew the names of cakes that my mother served in the menu of her bakery.
"What a definition of my favorite cake." He muttered. His eyes were sparkling like a little kid's so determined to get his toys quickly, "can you make it?"
"What? Now?"
"Yes, now. I'm craving it right now." He rolled his eyes.
"What about tomorrow? It's getting late Ed. You just ate a sandwich, and now you want a full pan of tiramisu? You'll get fed up." I chuckled.
"I know," he sighed, "I'm such a little kid at times." He confessed.
"Tomorrow. Bake it together with me." I said softly.
"But remember. Whatever the condition is, I'm still your arch enemy." He said as we walked out of the kitchen.
"Oh please, I'll never forget that one main thing between us."
We both laughed and got separated to our own way to our bedrooms.
What a time with Edmund tonight. What's got into him though?
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