My Lonely Duke

Meeting my Grandma

Hazel POV 

I am too angry to acknowledge the fact that I am in a prison cell. Never once I would have thought this is how my first night back home would look like. I was dreaming of drinking chocolate shake made by my Grandma, sitting in front of the fireplace and reading a romantic book. I am still too mad to notice anyone around me. The officer has already called my Grandma since he knows me, and thank god for it as I would have been too embarrassed to talk to her. She was first surprised and then shocked. But I know she is super cool. 

It is now that I notice a commotion in the place. There are two people quarreling in front of the officer. Two women to be precise, both of them are old. But my eyes travel somewhere else, noticing a guy. I am not able to see his face as his back is towards me. From the image I could make out that his head is bowed down and he is embarrassed about something he has done. You are not the only one Hazel. He is wearing a really thin tee shirt, so I could easily make out how his back looks which is jaw dropping. It is totally ripped and looks like carved as of a stone structure. Every time he moves, his tee shirt follows the movement, reflecting his defined muscles. He looks beefy build like a brick shithouse. 

I hear someone calling my name and as I turn back to look at the guy again he is gone. I don’t know why I feel little disappointed, I didn’t even know him. The cell gate opens up and I see my Grandma. 

Now when most people should be angry for their grand daughters to be arrested, it’s a proud moment for her, its looks like though since she is smiling proudly. Her arms are open for a hug and I can’t stop myself from running to her and hugging her tightly. As soon as her hug her, the scent hits me. She smells like a meadow. And her embrace is so soft. I don’t want to ever go away from her now. I realize that I miss her a lot, I have been missing her since the day I left the town. I used to talk to her daily without any excuse because I love to talk to her. However the day was going her stories would bring a smile on my face. Since I remember she has been taking care of me. She was the one who raised me up when my parents were busy squeezing money out of anyone and everyone. She took care of me and taught me how much she can and I am glad for that today. Everything I know is because of her. 

She takes my hand and we are standing at the exit door waiting for the rain to stop. It’s really weird that it is raining so much. I have grown up here but have never seen so much rain. 

“I wish this rain would stop soon, I just want to go home grandma and get your special chocolate shake”I say to my Grandma smiling and tugging her hand. 

I am looking at her when I notice it has gone silent. The rain has stopped now. It feels so sudden, but I feel happy now. I got to go to my home. 

My Grandma is looking confused and I don’t know why. 

“What’s going on grandma? Tell me” I ask her 

“Actually Dear, I didn’t know you were coming, so I had planned a date tonight” she mutters, blushing 

Yeah, Blushing. I smile to myself. My Grandma is still young at heart and wants to live life to the fullest at this age too and I don’t feel it right to stop her from doing what she wants. I know she never will stop me too. 

“You should go grandma, it’s fine” I say to her smiling. 

“Okay great Pumpkin, I love you so much” she is jumping up and down now, full of joy. 

“I will try to come early, but don’t wait up for me” with that she was gone. 

Yeah like she literally ran to get to the other side of the road where a man on motorbike is waiting. I am shocked for a moment to discover my grandmother’s choice but whatever makes her happy.

I start to move to my house when I realize that I am missing something.

Damm the keys. I look at her but she is already gone. I don’t know what I will do now.