Touch the Sky Page #4

• Science fiction

								


“I love you too.” I spoke. I’m hoping that it wasn’t Jack. Please, I will cease to exist right now.

“Glad to hear that, Sam.” I ended the call as soon as I heard footsteps.

Freak.

I couldn’t even sleep properly because of happiness. Finally, it’s my turn. I brought my grandmother’s short stories about my mom with me. It was not fully explained, but I fully know that her father was the reason why my mom suffered. From my grandmother’s story, her father saw her and Jack’s dad hugging on my Mom’s eighteenth birthday, so he dragged her out and slapped her so hard that she lost her balance and fell with her head straight to the floor. And I wouldn’t let that happen.

I am with my mom’s friends right now. I was busy listening to their stories when Jack, I mean, Timothy held my mom’s hand as he pinned my hair on my ear.

“Let’s be ourselves with them.”

I was not able to understand him, but I shifted my mom’s mind equally. Half is for me and the other half is for her.

“Carol, you said you love me too. Was that for real? “

“No, I’m just joking.”

“Your words are kind of bold,” Tim started laughing.

‘Calm yourself, Sam. Let them enjoy this moment while we’re enjoying ours.’

I smiled when I came up with something.

“Jack, what if I fall in love with your dad?”

“What?!”

I badly wanted to laugh.

Gross! “Stop yourself, Sam. You’re mine.”

“Who said what?!”

“Haha! I was the one who said, “I love you.” My father never called your mom, Amber—it was a trick, you know, and you bit it. “

Now that I can control my mom’s body, I slapped his arm.

“Aww, what was that for Carol?”

“I’m sorry, Timothy. Something pushed me.”

Jack laughed and held my hand again. No, I mean, Timothy—ugh! I hate this.

We enjoyed the day together. We spent the day waiting for the sunset on the sea and the night counting stars in the night sky. For a moment, I felt like we own this body, and we are free. It’s good to be here, and we still have seven days before our bodies go back to our timeline. A few days from now will be my mom’s birthday. Have we really changed the flow of their stories? Can we really do this?

I looked at Jack, who had been quiet for a long time. He looked back at me and smiled sadly.

“What’s with the long face?”

“I know it’s a bit weird, but we have been here together for two years and eight months. That means our bodies have not taken any baths for those years. “

I laughed, “Oh, shut up!” I repressed myself by smiling. That’s just how fast it is. Time will still fly by even without our breath.

“But really, Sam? I’m scared. You know, I’m kind of reluctant to do this. If I chose to follow my father’s last wish and they were married that means that we would not be alive.”

I halt for a while, “I know. But wasn’t that the reason why we are here? To change their story? “

“But what about our own lives?”

“Some things have to end in order for new things to begin.”

“Are you a martyr?”

“A martyr for my mother’s love.”

“But you will not feel her love and hugs once my father and your mom have a happy ending.”

“If that means her happiness, I am more than willing to offer myself.”

I stood up as I realized that it was a bit late, but I was shocked when he held my hand and looked at me with sad eyes. In just a snap, I found myself in his arms, hugging me gently and filled with love.

“Samantha.”

“Jack.”

“Can you hear my heart?” I was silent for a moment, then he said, “I have always been this selfless man who wants to please everyone. But now that I have met you again, I want to be selfish just to hold you in my arms.”

I found myself dumbfounded by his confession. A tear fell on my eye, and I could not feel anything more than just his arms.

“I’ve liked you since the first time we met. I love you. I want you. I need you. “

I removed his arms from my body as I looked into his eyes. “Jack, you need to understand. I’m sorry.”

The sight of my father in front of my door’s chamber stunned me, but I turned my attention to the left corner and attempted to evade him.

He softly said, “Tomorrow is your birthday.”

I took a moment to gaze at him without feeling anything in my stomach. My mother’s heart swelled with joy as I listened. Even with all the things he did to her, she still has a strong attachment with her father.

I stepped back as the old man approached me softly. He respectfully handed my mother a present wrapped in a crocheted basket as he dropped his head.

“I’m sorry, darling. I’m sorry for hurting you.”

“You are still the best dad,” I was going to run away, but my mother’s mind urged me to hug his father instead.

Afterwards, both of them wept.

“We made it, Jack,” I sobbed bitterly inside, tears streaming down my cheeks.

But I walked away from him. I was so afraid to tell him that I loved him because I didn’t want to end up ruining my mother’s life again. But Jack persevered. He managed to talk in our minds, even from a distance away. And day by day, he tried to reach out to me, always reminding me of how much he loved me and that we could choose to let the past be what it was and return to our normal lives. But as I saw my mom’s reflection in the mirror and how she smiled every time she looked at Timothy’s pictures, it’s love that cannot be measured, and even if it means being selfless, I would be fine with it if she is happy. But I know that my heart is working against my mind. And so that night, I let myself see Jack for the last time and told him that I had already made my decision.

It's the last day of our souls in this world, and once it reaches the sunrise, we will be back to our normal lives with everything changed… or maybe not.

Jack hugged me as soon as he saw me. I put my mom’s soul to sleep so that I can fully control my body. And as he held my hand, we told each other that whatever happens, we will always be together.

“But perhaps we have already lived our lives, Jack. I want to be selfish and choose you, but wasn’t it already being selfish by controlling their paths? “I lowered my head as tears dripped from my eyes. “I’m sorry, Jack. But this world is meant for our parents’ love stories and not ours.”

“I want to make my mother’s life better. I was the reason why all these things happened to her. Jack, I could never endure seeing her in that way again when I had been given another chance to change her life. I want her to live happily, and I know that that’s also the least thing you want to do for your father.”

The sun is already rising.

“But how about me, Sam? How about us? “

“Isn’t this such a good memory to treasure?”

“No, Sam. I have spent my entire life pleasing other people. This is the first time that I decided for myself and I want you to be part of it! I want you to be part of my life! “

“But this is not our story! This isn't our world! “

“Please, Sam. Let’s choose ourselves. Even for once.”

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