AURORA-“The baby sitting in front of me, do you not trust me with my own problems? What am I going through? Is it a disease or something, Zeus… you know we can talk it out.” my tone fluctuated like my heart beat, sometimes it went low and sometimes it went too high.He remained quiet, he didn’t say a thing until I slammed my hands on the table. “What? Zeus? You know I can run other tests on me without you knowing it, right?”He finally shifts his gaze at mine. I see something burning up, his hands came together forming a fist and I can see how hard he is trying to hold himself.“You tell me before I act on my own. You have time till tomorrow morning…” I shouldn’t have said that, I can feel us drifting apart and this didn’t help.You know the relationships that are ruining before your eyes, its so visible that you see the distance building up between them, and you can’t seem to do anything about.The more you put efforts to make it right, something happens and it goes all wrong. So, m
AURORA- “I---I’m s---sorry…” I shivered and moved a step back. “Aurora, remember you stabbed me? A slap is nothing compared to that…”He slammed the door leaving out, I don’t know what just happened. How c---could I… I---I don’t know, when I lost control of myself.“Zeus…” by the time I could regain my consciousness, I left. The room was empty, with no sign of him. I heard the car’s engine rev and he left, it’s him.This is what drifting apart is known as, it’s not the pain, it’s not embarrassment but it’s the damage. The damage is giving us more damage, the past is letting it happen to us.And the guilt is somehow intensified by my hormones, like I want to bury my body deep down than to see myself breathing. Because for me, breathing is a curse and I don’t know if I should have the luxury of it.And Zeus just went away, should I blame him? No, I can’t because it all comes down to my fault. But isn’t distance better than completely being cut off?He was clearly pushing me away, he wa
ZEUS-Aurora is the love of my life, but it doesn’t seem like a forever kind of thing with her. Because we’re destroying each other, bringing ruins in ways we haven’t even thought about.The power we exchanged even while being at our difference has turned into weakness, and my weakness is the kid growing in her.She’s having a baby and I don’t know how to tell her that without making myself look like a bad dad. I can’t even figure out if I am happy about it or not.When I first heard about it, I could kill, I could die but when I gave a thought about maybe, I would be the worst thing that will happen to this child.It felt bad for some reason, and I wasn’t angry on Aurora for hitting me. I wanted her to end my pathetic life, end my misery. But I know my words must’ve hurt her.I could only think about parting so that she can bring this child up in peace. Because if he stays near me, all he’ll learn is how to handle a sword. How to shoot a man in the middle of the forehead and activate
AURORA-“Don’t worry… both of them are fine!” I hear a voice, I felt like someone is banging my head with something over and over again.Both of them?“Your daughter is a fighter!” I heard the doctor say, I open my eyes, I don’t know what to feel because I feel a lot of emotions coursing through my body, to which should I address first?The rage? The fear? The happiness? The anguish? Which one? “W---what daughter?” I got up ignoring the agony, I am just hearing things or maybe this is another foolish idea of Zeus to make my blood boil.“Uh!” both of them took a long pause. I look at the doctor, because I can’t see Zeus right now. “You guys need to talk!” he taps Zeus’ shoulder and begins to leave.“You stop right there, and speak… what daughter?” his steps stumbled into a halt. His gaze at Zeus with an apologetic smile on his face.“You are pregnant, Ms. Aurora. Your husband was keen on forcing me to hide it from you but---” I turned my gaze at Zeus who is piercing at the floor.I fee
AURORA-Problems, what are they? Demons that come for our soul and the demons we can’t chase away until we win or lose, die perhaps?So, who won? Zeus or I? Who died? Zeus or I? Both of us are hurting, both of us are parting, so maybe the demons won. While we lost, Zeus and I.There will always be regrets in my life, if I hadn’t left Zeus perhaps, I wouldn’t be like this, but there are possibilities my daughter would be… dead.Zeus always wanted a baby, a daughter but now that I have it, he’s running away. I know what he is running away from however, I can’t compromise, not with her.When he is so unsure to have a child, I won’t give him that. And I won’t cry, I don’t care how hard his battles are but for this child he should’ve shown some courage.I don’t hear footsteps following me because he knows it is for the best perhaps, because he’d ruin this kid, we’ll ruin this kid.We were in love when I escaped last time, we had a chance of coming back together and we did but what about wh
AURORA-A house, two rooms, four eyes, uneven breaths falling around. An empty space, enough for me to slouch around.A pretty kitchen with no one to cook, a hopeless smile probably for the last time. I barehandedly place my sorrow on the table and thumped my body down on the couch.“It’s nice…” I exhaled, I don’t even know where my life has taken me, or where I am going to take my life. I missed him the moment I stepped into this car.“I---I’ll try to look for a job a---and…” he went silent, and I tasted iron on the inside. I got up, “t---the ba---bath…” I couldn’t say it.“On the left perhaps…” he panicked; I don’t know what is happening to me. He slammed all the doors open, and pushed me inside one.He held my hair, rubbed my back as I puked nonsense down the drain. “I don’t know what we’re supposed to say, but it is going to be fine…”I heard him, he thought I didn’t but I did. He left while I managed to bring myself back into the right state of mind.“I don’t know what we’re supp
AURORA-His hands had visible veins that popped out every time he tossed the omelet in the pan. He had sharp jawline, and a faint grey color in his dark brown eyes.He was taller than me, a lot and his shoulders were broad comparatively less than Zeus---His shoulders were broad and a lean midriff with flesh sticked to his skin forcing all the necessary curves to pop visible.He wore black shirt with matching pants and formal black sneakers, and still, I could see his defined frame. Black tends to hide solid curves but his were so firm that it was impossible to unsee them.I was drooling all over the place as he placed the plate in front of me. “What are you looking at?” he shrugged his shoulders and I halted.“Looking at you cook; I didn’t know you can cook…” it came out creepier than I imagined. I cringed on my own words and he didn’t move for a while, stiffened at his own place, he looks around.“Well, my father’s a chef so, it’s a given… I guess.” He blushed and I saw heat rising
AURORA-A white dress, drenched in my sweat, a white suit, drenched in his sweat. Both of us panting as we managed to escape the fashion show.We forgot to click photos, but made memories as our bodies collided. As our soul became one and a sacred bond formed under the light of the stars.That white dress, drenched with my blood, that white suit, drenched with his blood. A knife through our chest and the sacred bond severed.This was all I could remember as Azrael handed me over the photos. Memories he clicked, memories he triggered and I threw them away on floor.A wedding gown reminds me that I will never wear it, I can wear it. Because I see happiness walking away from me.My hands are sweaty, my grip is loose and I can’t hold on it. My dreams are fake and because they can never make it into reality.I see the photos of us smiling as we storm through the ramp, where has that smile gone? Where is has that time gone? When we confided in each other and now we hide from each other?We