When We Were Perfect

"I never wanted you to think that way, all I ever wanted was to protect you," he replied staring at her furious eyes swallowing her words from earlier.

"Whatever you wanted keep it to yourself. I already have many issues in my life, don't be one of them " she sneered every word before turning upstairs carrying her suitcase. Daniel perched on the couch nearby trying to get a hold of himself, his entire self crumbled watching her retreating figure.

Was it the same Amy he loves and loved all his life, the same Amy whose single smile could make his day? What was making her this bitter and off with him. She wasn't like this when Ayla died, it was like Silas took her with him leaving a shell behind. He never felt this helpless, Daniel rested his head in his hands closing his eyes. Whenever he wanted things to get normal they always turned out bitter, she never talked with such bitterness and aggression, she was always the loving, caring and feisty Amy. It was as seeing an opposite side of Amy, a side who he desperately wanted to seek out.

....

It was midnight, Daniel was sitting in his office looking at the ceiling his mind still wandering around Amy. Closing his laptop he slowly made his way towards Amy's room. Standing outside, he contemplated and sighed before cautiously knocking and entering inside. It was dark and the only light was coming from the window, he swiftly made his way to the bed where she was lying, her back was facing him but he could tell that she was awake. Daniel sat on the edge of the bed facing her back and hair.

"I know you are awake Tesoro," he said but got no response from her.

"You know it's the first time you ever yelled at me. Usually, you would be yelling at others and I would be calming you," Daniel simpered.

"All I wanted was for you to be safe and protected. I never wanted to dictate you and your life. I would never do that, I just don't want to lose you tesoro. I just can't stand that thought," his voice wavered at the end.

"You out of all people know that I will never force anything on anyone,especially you." "I know something is going on with you, I can see the turmoil in your eyes and after these months I have realized that it has nothing to do with this case of yours. There's something, something deep you are hiding for me." Daniel exhaled.

"And for the first time, I am not able to understand what it is and it sucks."

"Tesoro, I am here, just talk it out with me like you always did. I am here to listen and I am not forcing you, just letting you know that I am always here. I don't want these unspoken feelings and stuff to weaken our friendship," he continued and stopped for a moment, hoping and praying to get a response from her but all he got was silence and the sound of her breath which was becoming lighter meaning she was close to sleep. Disappointment lingered around him and much to his dismay, he stood from the bed, Amy scooted further away.

"At least she listened " he whispered to himself trudging towards the door.

"Good night Tesoro," he said before leaving the room.

He went and sat by the pool looking at the glistening water, somehow looking at the water and sky calm and relax his nerves, he would forget all his worries and get lost in their depths. Whenever he was beaten by his father, he would look at the sky and cry, sometimes he would look at the pond located a little away from their house through his window. He shivered remembering his childhood, no matter how much he tried the ghosts of his past still haunted him. The feel of abuse, torture and getting beaten for nothing, then his school memories of being a victim of bullying. The feeling of not being loved and unwanted once again surrounded him making him clutch the edges of the pool. Those feelings pinched his heart. Just when he thought that he reached some point in his life where people around him loved and cared about him, it went down the drain.

"Maybe being unwanted and unloved was my destiny" he mumbled sadly looking at the sky. Letting the silence consume him, sometimes it was the silent moments where everything felt realistic and plain. It was as if nothing had to be said or even heard, things just fall into place. It gives you a chance to take in what is happening around you more subtly. But today even the silence was disturbing him, the loneliness was eating him more like burning him. He didn't want to let those feelings consume him once again. He took off his shoes and dipped his feet in the pool, the coolness hitting them. Sometimes he just wants to drown in the depths of the ocean and never resurface again. He even tried this at one time during his school time but then he saw the angelic face of Amy smiling at him begging him to come out. All he knows is he swim and swim towards that face until he came out of the lake only to see there was no one. From that day he felt like God send an angel to him, his tesoro.

The lonely feeling making him ready to face another day. But despite all these things, a tiny drop of hope was still present that maybe just maybe his suffering would come to an end one day. Bringing him out of this pain which he has buried in his heart, these sufferings have made him strong, the man he always wanted to be. But you know that love could make the strongest of people come to their knees.. It's ironic how it makes you strong and weak at the same time.