Take my breath away
Chapter 4
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They sit in silence while they drink their tea, unsure what to say to one another. Suddenly the young man looks at Olivia who has her eyes glued to the fire.
''Do I make you nervous?'' He asks her.
Olivia looks at him with a smile. ''No not at all, I'm glad to finally have company. Socializing with people doesn't make me nervous... Just socializing with my parents does.'' She tells him honestly.
''Do you have many friends at university?'' He asks.
''Only two that I'm close too, others are more like people I see from time to time.'' She says.
''What do you study?'' He asks.
''Children's nursing. Children are so much easier to talk to than adults are and they don't judge you they tell you everything that is on their mind. It's refreshing working with children when I have parents like mine.'' She says taking another sip from her tea. ''What do you do?'' She asks.
''That is amazing.'' He breathes before he reaches into his bag and hands her a pile of small pieces of paper.
She gives him a confused look but then looks down to see they all have pieces of writing on them, all written in different ways. ''You're a writer?'' She asks with a smile.
''I'm a poet really. I think of something then ask people to write them down for me.'' He says.
''How come?'' She asks confused.
''I never learned how to write, seems easier for me to ask people to write things for me.'' He says.
Olivia smiles at him and begins to read some of the writing. After a few moments, she looks at him baffled. ''These are beautiful, you really are talented.'' She says.
''Thank you, I'm very glad you like my work.'' He says.
''You should ask someone to write a book for you. Full of your poems.'' She suggests to him.
He shakes his head. ''Oh no, I could never ask someone to do that for me.'' He says.
She smiles at him. ''I'd do it for you, but unfortunately training to be a nurse takes up a lot of time.'' She says.
He smiles at her. ''Thank you. When did you say you would take me to the island where the ferry docks?'' He asks.
She sighs. ''In two days.'' She says.
''Will your parents not realize that you have taken the boat?'' He asks.
''No, I've already explained that my father is cold hearted and my mother centers her world around herself. She's like a modern day Queen Victoria, she only cares for love and affection off my father and believes me to be a resentment.'' She says with a small laugh.
The young man just nods his head. ''I see.'' He breathes.
''Davis Weinberg, amazing lawyer, shitty father. Alexis Weinberg, fantastic gold digger, shitty mother.'' She says downing the rest of her tea.
''Are you finished with that?'' He asks.
''Yes.'' She says.
''Let me take it. I shall wash your dishes while you get dressed.'' He says.
Olivia looks down at herself realizing she is still in her dressing gown and blushes. ''Thank you.'' She says handing her mug over to him. ''I won't be long.'' She says.
He smiles at her. ''Take your time.'' He says.
She smiles at him and begins to make her way up the stairs to her room. Once in there she smiles to herself as she begins to get herself dressed. She then shoves her hair up and puts on a little bit of makeup before she makes her way downstairs to see the young man still washing the dishes in the kitchen. She silently walks inside and begins to dry the dishes next to him. Once they are finished Olivia issues him to follow her.
''I want to show you a place that doesn't make me feel isolated.'' She says walking out the kitchen door.
The young man follows her intrigued as Olivia begins to walk into the woods. He had seen the woods, walked through it after he was washed to the shore. However, he continues to follow the girl that intrigued him immensely.
They come up to a clearing in the woods where the sun shines through the trees and the grass in long. Long enough for someone to get himself or herself lost in it.
''I have been coming here since I was a girl. Me and mother would spend hours here collecting mushrooms and just spending time together, playing with my dolls or coloring.'' Olivia swoons as she walks around the clearing.
''You loved her didn't you?'' The young man asks.
Olivia nods. ''Yes very much she's my mother, I idolized her as a child and then I started to grow up and she changed. I think she resents that I have become an adult. She misses the child I was.'' She says.
''And your father?'' He asks.
Olivia's face turns sour. ''He never really showed me affection, only when it suited him. He would help me with my homework and things and until I was ten, he would play with me in our back garden at home. Then he started pulling away, he would tell my mother it was because of work. However, she knew better so she spent as much time with me as possible. Then she lost her little girl.'' She says holding back the tears she can feel coming.
''You still love them though?'' He asks.
''Of course!'' She exclaims. ''How can a daughter not love her own parents. No matter how cruel they are too me, I know they still love me, just in their own way.'' She says sitting down and lifting her face into the suns rays.
The young man sits close to her and takes his hand in hers. ''I may have only just met you. However, Olivia I can see that you need love. Your eyes are empty and your soul is too. Your childhood was happy but your adulthood isn't because your parents don't see the amazing woman their daughter has become.'' He says.
Olivia looks at him in complete amazement. ''You barely know me and you have managed to read me like a book.'' She says.
''I can read people very well.'' He says with a smile.
Olivia looks deep into his eyes. ''If you wrote a poem about me what would you say?'' She asks.
He smiles at her and takes her hands. ''I would say that yours eyes are like pools of emptiness that deserve to be filled with happiness. Your soul is lost and it needs to be found. Neglection is your adulthood, love was your childhood. Now there is a spirit that came from afar that has come to save you from the isolation you live.''
Olivia lips part and come together again. '' Mesmerizing.'' She whispers.
This young man was beginning to astound her.
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