Chapter 6

                                    

                                          


                          
As soon as I felt the warm breeze touching my skin, a feeling of  nostalgia engulfed me. I took my sandals off and hold them in my hand so  I could feel the sand beneath my feet.
                          
I sat down and he followed me.
                          
"What are you thinking of?" He asked.
                          
"I  remember the times when I came here as a kid. Until I moved and  everything changed." I sighed. "I had one best friend with whom I used  to play here. I was so sad when I had to leave him behind." 

                          
"I understand. I don't know what I would do without Alexander. We are best friends for what seems like forever." he said.
                          
"And also...I don't know.... I guess the future kind of scares me." I confessed while drawing patterns in the sand with my hand.
                          
"Why?" He placed a hand on my shoulder.
                          
I  raised my shoulders. "Before I came here I had my life kind of figured  out. And the strange thing is that I didn't like it to be that way. The  routine killed me. But now....when everything is so...unpredictable. I'm  scared and confused." I said a few tears rolling down my cheek.
                          
"Hey...don't cry. Everything will be alright, you'll see." He said while pulling me closer to him.
                          
"How can you be so sure?" I asked my eyes drown in tears.
                          
"Sometimes you just know." He smiled. 

                          


                          
Hephaestion's POV
                          
I  tried my best to cheer her up. Even though I didn't expect this night  to end like this, I can't blame her. Her feelings are completely  understandable. I wanted to assure her that I would do anything for her  to be happy.
                          
"Look at me." I whispered. I gently wiped the tears that were falling on her cheek.
                          
"Please, stop.Your eyes are too beautiful to have this sadness within them"
                          
"I'm sorry. I'm so sensitive sometimes. I hate it." She tried to laugh.
                          
"Don't.  It's what makes you you." I said. "What did you use to do in your free  time?" I asked. Maybe adapting will be easier if she has a passion to  pursue.
                          


                          
Y/N's POV

                          
I  took a moment to think at a proper answer. I had lots of things I liked  to do. "When I was little I draw clothes for my dolls and then mum  would sew them. When I grew up I started to do them myself. I created  dresses for me and my friends whenever we had a party or some special  event. It was always a dream of mine to create clothes as a job. But  nooo "You're a princess, you can't do that." I mocked the comments I  usually heard when I told anyone in that country. "And not just clothes.  I used to draw almost everything. Landscapes, portraits..." I said.
                          
"So you're a painter." He said.
                          
"I guess." I shrugged off.
                          
"And I'm also interested in archery." I said.
                          
"Really? I didn't expect this." He laughed a little.
                          
"Why so shocked?" I nudged his shoulder.
                          
"I don't know. I see you more like the artist type rather than the fighter." He said.
                          
"Why can't I be both?" I asked.
                          
"I didn't say that. Whatever you choose to do I'll encourage you. That's what friends to do." 

                          
"Friends...right.  Friends support other friends." I said a little disappointed. Maybe  Jade was wrong and I was right. We were indeed just friends. And maybe  it was better this way.