Sorry babes but I won't be posting for at least a week, going on an early vacation! But I promise to have something for you when I get back. Anyway enjoy :)
p.s. sorry about how it's only been from Ren's POV, I'll switch it up when I get back, anyone have any suggestions?
RenPOV
I knew it was late, but I'd been having trouble sleeping lately. Kadam said it was something physiological, which just frustrated me further. It seemed the key to this big mess was trapped up there, somewhere. Walking down the upper deck towards the bow of the boat, I let the thoughts I had been holding in all day free. It was something I did every night (which might be why I wasn't sleeping). I opened every crevice of my mind, searching for the trigger I had supposedly blocked my own mind with. I strained to remember even the slightest wisp of brown hair, or the lingering scent of peaches and cream that taunted my self-control daily. After about 20 minutes of trying to focus on the memories I had been told to have, I took a break and searched the darkened watery depths that presented themselves before me. I let out a breath, only to have it catch again at the sound of voices. Then two figures immerged out onto the deck about 50 feet in front of me, far enough away to be shrouded by fog, but not far enough to be completely masked. It was her, then again with my luck lately who else would it have been. As my eyes adjusted to the fog, I felt my chest getting tighter as I tried to name the emotions surging through me at the sight of her and my brother together. As they walked down the deck away from me, I followed them on instinct. Like always, when I saw their hands interlocked the jealously was almost unbearable, but I didn't understand why. Then they stopped, my heart was pounding at what I thought was about to occur. She leaned against the railing, and he stood in the middle of the walkway observing her. She let her hand fall over the railing, and looked out on the sea. She closed her eyes and breathed in the night air, and then turned to meet Kishan's gaze. My heart was pounding but my head didn't follow, that is until they stepped closer together. As their lips met, my heart was torn apart, and this time my head was following. As the memories and feelings flooded my mind, I realized that tears now soaked my iadala's face. And I was angrier than I'd ever been with my brother; I stormed towards them with a feeling usually harbored for arch enemies not brothers.
Here's a little blurb on a similar situation between Kells, Kishan and Ren only after Ren gets his memory back. Enjoy :)
RPOV
The words flowed freely from my mind, to the paper. It felt so good to be able to put my feelings on paper again, and not have it sound like I'm illiterate. Racking my mind trying to find an object worthy to compare to my Kelsey, eventually to no avail. I left my solitude, to find inspiration, with book and pen in hand.
My eyes searched the cover of the tiny booklet that had been my outlet for these past few months, maybe one day I'd let her read them. Seeing as how they were mostly all about her she probably had a right to read them, and I wanted her to see how much she meant to me. But watching her curl up into the arms of Kishan I figured this wouldn't be the best of situations to spring my undying love onto. And as I walked away clutching the book, I could feel my heart being torn between the distance of us. I realized how hard these next few months were going to be and I gripped the journal, thankful for its permanent residence in my hands and heart.