Heart Of Ice

Samika's POV I play around with the pieces of fish on my plate. I chop them into much tinier pieces and start playing around with that as well. I look through the window and I see other college graduates walking with their parents out of the college. I sigh, staring at my plate and I close my eyes for a second. I raise my hand slightly at the waitress with a nod and she nods back, understanding what I mean. I quickly pay the bill and walk out of the restaurant. It is so pleasant outside with the lily blooms and the weather. Only if it can wipe out the clouds storming inside me. I sit in my car and keep driving around. I did not notice but there are graduates partying everywhere. If only I could be one of them. I could have been, if I did not have such failed plans with my parents. I receive a call from my best friend and my mood gets better just by a bar. Just by a bar, is what you must note about it. I hit the answer button and connect it to my car's speaker via bluetooth. "Yolo b***h!" Olive screams as soon as I answer the call and I smile a little. "Congratulations on getting drunk" I say and I hear her giggle on the other end. She told me she had plans to celebrate her graduation with her boyfriend. With some drinks and all and you know where it leads to! "How is your graduation lunch going? I just wanted to check on you for some reason" she slurs her words but I am glad at least she wanted to check on me. "You know the drill" I whisper, deciding to drive to my home instead of wasting my gas by driving around for no apparent reason. "I am so sorry. You can join us. Matt would absolutely have no problem with it" Olive says again but I sigh. Matt is an asshole and everyone at our university knew it. But my best friend Olive is too deep into it that she is ignoring all the red flags. "I'm heading home. I think I'll be fine. Text me if you need something. I'll always be happy to pick you up" I told her and hung up even though she was trying to convince me to join them. I reach my home and throw my keys over the counter. Our home chef asks me if I need anything and I just shake my head before heading upstairs. I grab my brushes, palette, color kit, easel and cold press papers. I drag them all to the terrace and it's just time for sunset which could work for me. I arrange everything and throw on the spring colors on the palette. I angle the easel as per convenience and stretch my body once. I smile at the sun set and it's just so beautiful, making me wonder sometimes. I start painting what I have before me with orange the dominating color. By the time I am done, the sun is almost disappearing and it's time for the moon and stars to show up. I don't know for some reason, I always fail to paint the night skies. Endless times I spend hours here at night and many times spending hours staring at the moon through my window.. I still cannot paint it until I am satisfied. I click a picture of the painting and save it in my folder. I sit on the ledge and stare at the sun bidding adieu for today. I watch the night skies, sitting on the same ledge. And I also watch my maid take care of the colors, easel and all the mess I have made while painting. Eventually, I leave the terrace and walk to my room to take a shower. And while I am on my way, I scream for the chef to make something light for dinner since I am not hungry. I take a quick shower and throw on my satin nightwear before I walk downstairs again. I sit at the dining table and the maid smiles at me before placing the plate before me. I smile back at her and wait for her to serve the food. She serves me some steak, veggies, mashed potato with gravy and some crispy garlic chips on the side. "I asked for something light" I say looking at the maid and she nods. "But Mr. Adams asked for this" she says and I stop smiling at her, even though it's not her fault. I silently start eating my food waiting for my parents to join me. Just a couple of minutes later, I hear my mom and dad giggle as they walk towards the dining table. "We are so sorry we couldn't join you for the graduation lunch sweetie" mom says, kissing my cheek and taking her chair at the dining table. I just give her a curt nod and look at my dad who is already giving me an apologetic smile. "We are proud of you, Sam. We really are. But we are just too busy to keep track sometimes" mom says again and again, I just give her a curt nod. The fact that they chose to go with their schedule and not to be with me for my graduation lunch is somehow amusing to me. Dad slides a bag towards me and it stops just beside my plate. I look at it and then at my dad who just tilts his head asking me to see what's in it. I take the bag and in it, lies a key to a car with the Tesla logo on it. I really liked the gift but I already have a Mercedes and I am happy with it. "Thank you but I have a car already" I say and slide it back to my dad. "It's not good manners to -" "No no. It's okay. Her anger has a meaning anyways" dad shuts mom in the middle of her sentence and she just stops talking. I quickly finish my dinner and walk upstairs without saying good night to either of them. Not that they mind anyways. Sometimes, I hate that this is my life and this is my family. I have all the luxuries, people kissing my feet for money and almost everything but I don't have my parent's time for me. I drag my chair to the window and sit there, watching the moon shine bright among the stars. Dad knocked on my door for a while and eventually left when I did not respond. And from tomorrow morning, everything will be the same again. I will be left alone and I don't even have college to take my mind off this. I am about to close the door when I hear a wolf howl. We don't usually hear wolf howls. So this is new. I shake my head and close the window before falling on my bed. I closed my eyes and fell into a deep slumber, and that night strangely I dreamt of me getting chased by a huge brown wolf.