Bella's POV:-
It's the same night. I feel so lonely and isolated. My sisters unlike me, easily blended with the environment and Other neighbors. They were chatting with the neighbors on the other side. I am happy for them as they are taking initiative in making friends.
"Sis, look whom I met. This is Austin, my new friend. And Austin, this is Bella. My elder sister." Said Lily.
"Hi Austin, it's really nice to meet you." I said with a warming smile.
" You too, Bella." He replied shyly.
"And Is that your sister?" I asked gesturing to the little adorable girl who looks like 4 years old.
"Yes, her name is Iris." He answered.
"That's a sweet name. She is so cute." I said cupping her cheeks.
After the little introduction Lily, Iris and Austin left to play in the garden. Lily is 6 years old. She is confident, brave and straight forward. She doesn't hold back from doing anything that comes to her mind. I think Austin is of same age as her.
I stood up and started walking towards my room. Once I entered my room, I locked the door and jumped on my bed hugging the pillow. A tear was about to slip from my eyes when I heard my mom's voice.
"Bella, dinner is ready. Come downstairs." I heard my mother calling. I went downstairs taking my time.
"I don't want to eat anything. I won't join you for today. Please." I said.
"Your mom made your favourite dish and here you are refusing to have it? You are such a ungrateful child. Haven't we taught you any manners?" Said my dad.
"It's okay, no problem honey. You can have a walk in our front yard." My mom said to me cutting my dad's words.
I started walking towards the front yard, ignoring my father's words. I tried not to think about it so hard. I tried to convince myself not to get affected by his words. But it still hurts.
"Don't say anything to her. She needs time to adjust her surrounding. It's hard for her." I heard my mom telling my dad before I walked out of my house and sat on the bench kept in our front yard.
"Why? Why can't I be brave as my sisters? Why can't I make friends? Why do my family members hate me so much? Why am I so introvert? Why am I so afraid to stand up for myself? Am I supposed to be alone forever like this? Am I that unlovable? I am done with this. Everyone hates me. And why would they even like me in the first place? I am so pathetic. I hate myself. I don't deserve happiness." I yelled at myself and continued to sob and hugging my knees.
"Meow!!!" I heard a cat.
I turned around and saw the same boy who was helping the movers earlier, holding a cat. He was looking right at me. Our eyes met. His amber eyes were feeling sorry. His gaze was soften when he took in my expressions. I caught up in the moment that I forgot to breathe. I was drowning deep into his eyes. They were so captivating. Who is this boy? I don't know But I can't help get attracted to him.
"Meow." The cat meowed again, causing us both to break our eye contact and look at her. That's when I realised what really happened.
No. No. No. This can't be happening. How long was he standing there? Did he heard everything? He isn't supposed to hear it. He will think I am so pathetic. Did he saw me crying? Oh God, Why am I such a ugly crier?
I wiped my tears and rushed into the house, storming into my room with embarrassment.
Good. Now I messed up everything. I destroyed even the last chance of hoping that we would be friends. Who would like to be friends with weak people? Of course no one. And I don't think he would be any different. But a part of me contradicts it. He doesn't seems like others who don't care. I saw it in his eyes. I know he is not like others. He is someone who genuinely felt something when he saw me crying in the front yard. He is someone who saw me at my worst right now. He is someone who saw me breaking down.
I hope he is not like others. I wish we could become friends.
And with that I doze off to sleeping holding tight on my pillow.