Still Reminiscent [Saturday Updates]

Chapter 5: Caught In A Knot (Part Two)

"John!" A mysterious and femine voice called out.

John sat beside a tree trunk. His eyes a bit dazed, pulled his head up high to where the voice came from.

He was really surprised by this person who called him as he was quite light headed from his nap. There, a girl, shimmering along in the sun she had eyes dazzling as green as an emerald, hair blonde, fortunate and glorious, and skin soft as milky smooth.

John had no words to say. He could only stare at whoever this beautiful figure was.

The girl spoke, her words only reaching as far but not intended as John saw and heard it. He translated it in another way, while the girl had her hands point at him, bending over and speaking to him maturely. But John didn't get it - what he was actually seeing was an angel descending and reaching out to him, as he too would reach and mutter a type of cringe sentence, "God, is that you.....am I.....saved - ."

The angel's hand then suddenly changed it's trajectory and instead of holding hands together, it went straight, and slapped John's head like mochi and hammer.

SLAP!

The slap hurt so bad that it finally awoken John in his state of daydreaming.

"Och! What was that for?" John asked confused his hands rubbing his head.

The famine figure that striked him then responded, her facial expression broken like a set of mirrors split into tens and hundreds of pieces, "WAKE UP ALREADY! I'VE BEEN LOOKING FOR YOU EVERYWHERE. WHERE WERE YOU?"

Realizing the person who hit him on the head, John was kind of surprised to see who it was. In all his days, he never thought that she would be worried about him. He's expression happy and joyous also turned gloomy and sad.

"Come on, let's go before it gets dark," the girl said after calming down for some time. She waited for a response.

"Why do you care?" Then out of nowhere, John asked sensely. He did so and looked the other direction.

When John replied he did it out of a clueless mind. The girl got really frustrated, and growled like a lion about to chew down her prey, "What. Did. You. saaaaayyyyyyy!?"

Couple minutes later, John and the girl are seen walking around the neighbourhood sidewalk and underneath several trees, plentiful of leaves clogged together casting shadows. John was at the back, and the girl in front, her height cutting him off his own as he quietly frowned - motionlesss. The girl, her real name is Sam, to put in a fact, she is John's older Sibling.

While they walked, Sam looked over her shoulders on her right not so precise but enough for her eyes to lay a glimpse at John, and does her lips conjured a smile.

"Tell me, how long are you going to stay silent," Sam asked, "People who stay isolated keep to themselves, are you of one."

John caught Sam's words really fast, but wouldn't say a thing. He knew well not to speak. What he thought was something he had groomed the past couple of weeks.

Embarrassment, denial, regret, shock, what were the other things that troubled him.

His eyes stared only on the road pavement, his body remained stiff and unchanged, got nothing out of him.

Seeing as how John wasn't responding, Sam became irritated but not to the point of shouting rather she kept it in and proceeded to start up a proper conversation. Something that will get him out from his soulless mind of state.