IRIS
It hurts.
My chest hurts.
I was mentally screaming this thing in my head for a while now.
After my sobs subdued and I created my distance from Tristan which neither he liked for his own reasons nor I liked due to the lack of warmth and soon a strong wave of pain enwrapped my chest.
Maybe my poor heart didn't actually appreciated my crying and for all of this I completely blame those paparazzi.
Like uninvited guest, they showed up at the airport and bombarded us with their questions. Some of their questions made me question already my self doubted dignity. In simple words, though it was my first encounter with them but I already hate them.
Soon a pair of closed golden gates came in view. Beyond those gates, stood a mansion proudly. The mansion screamed luxury and money.
As the car came in front of the gates, the gates
IRIS"IRIS!"I could hear someone yelling my name but I was too exhausted to pay attention. My knuckles were bleeding, my legs were hurting and the cold water was making my numb body hurt as if thousand of thorns were pricking my skin and making way to my broken soul.I felt two warn hands holding my shoulders. Not again, I have no energy to fight any one. That person gently dragged me out of the cold shower as my legs gave up and I fell on the ground. I could fell movement next to me as next thing I know was hot breathes torturing the cold nape of my neck.I looked up in his deep blue eyes which were skimming through my soul. I could see so many emotions in those devilish blue eyes that I was forced to turn my head.But soon his long fingers came down my chin as I was forced to look in his eyes. Tristan's face held pain and guilt."Why?", Tristan asked in
IRISI got out of the shower and wrapped the fluffy pick towel around my petite body. I rushed to the walk in closet and dressed in a random hoodie with boyfriend jeans.I left my hair to dry naturally while I applied a moisturizer to my face. One thing I hated while growing up was using blow dryer, nothing personal but just the thought of using it never settled well with me.I was about to leave the room when a thought entered my mind. I should take medicines. Ideally I shouldn't have bothered about taking them I just don't want to create a scene down after listening to Tristan. So it was best I take my medicines.I went back to the closet where my duffle bag was kept in the bottom right shelf. I dragged it out and opened it to find a small container consisting of my medicines. I have enough medicines to last me two weeks but after that I need to buy them.I took out the
THIRD PERSONIt has been one week since Iris decided to give Tristan the silent treatment.One o'clock is exactly the time of the night. The silence in the air was peaceful. No chirping of birds, no honking of cars and no pedestrian walking on the streets.But the petite woman on the bed was shaking with fear. As she relived the moment which became the cause for all her regrets and pain. The day she encountered the monsters, in the dress of normal beings ready to plague her life.Iris rubbed her hand as cold wind slapped her bare face. Her cheeks and and nose was now a beautiful shade of pink with a hint of red. She was making her way back to her home.Two weeks.It has been two weeks after the divorce. Till day whenever she thought about Tristan it hurt and she could feel herself breaking. But still, life has to move on.
IRISI groaned as the light seeped in my room. How do I explain these sun rays that I am not a morning person. I stuffed my head deeper in the pillow and started counting,One sheep..two sheep..three sheepI was too busy in trying to concentrate. That I didn't hear the knock on the front door. Maybe no one wants me to sleep today."Coming.", I said softly but how frustrated I was.One of the maid whom I didn't know was standing patiently on my door."Good afternoon madam. It's already one o'clock and sir is requesting you to eat something.As soon as the word sir left her mouth, the incident of last night came back haunting me."I will be there in half an hour.", I whispered as I was too lost in my thoughts.Saying this I closed the door. I sighed and sat back on my fluffy bed.It's been o
IRISThe kiss was not soft and passionate rather it was rough and was dominated by Tristan.Why was I kissing him back? I have no answer to this question. But this kiss was answering all the unheard and asked questions.We both were pouring in all our emotions. The emotions that dominated his side was betrayal and the emotion that dominated my side was pain. Immense pain!The kiss was raw and hard but still there were the fire works. His hands roamed my body and shockingly I didn't feel disgusted. My had tightly grip his hair as if I was worried he would disappear.None of us needed oxygen at that moment. We were each other's oxygen.Suddenly Tristan bit my lower lip drawing some blood and a moan escaped my mouth. My back arched and I could not deny I was completely aroused by that moment. Our eyes met ones and I could see even his eyes were clouded with l
IRIS"Mio fiore."My heart stopped beating at that moment. His eyes shinned with unshed tears. He looked at me as if he was trying to read me. His hands were bleeding and I could see a few pieces of glass piercing through his skin.I need to help him. My legs worked automatically as I rushed to his lavish bathroom to find a first aid kit. I soon found one near the sink.I rushed back to the room to see him facing towards the window. The blood looked like a black tar falling on the floor painting the pool of vicious pain.I went to him as he turned and gave me a genuine smile. He looked at me from head to toe but it didn't make me feel disgusted. His glaze somehow made me feel protected."Sit down on the bed Tristan, let me bandage you. Your hand is bleeding badly.", I said to him.No reply, he just stood there watching me like a h
TRISTANDamn these headaches!I was woken up by a pounding headache and something teasing my nose, making me want to sneeze.My eyes fluttered open and the first thing I saw brought an automatic smile to my face, my love was sleeping soundly on my chest.I looked around to find that we were almost on the dead end of the bed. My legs were dangling down but magically Iris was able to coil herself over me in such a manner that her folded legs ended over my thigh and her legs were saved from dangling down. But not like her feet should have touched the ground.I just loved this feeling. Her small frame molding completely in my large frame. Some drool was coming out of her mouth. Maybe some people would find this disgusting but I found it adorable.The way her nose would twitch once a while and she would mutter something incoherent was just so cute.
THIRD PERSONThe man stood at the window of his office thinking about the possibilities.His mind went back to that angel. The way her thick brown locks fiercely cascaded down her back like a waterfall. The way her innocent hazel orbs looked at everything in that hall with awe. The way her plump pink lips would form a kissable pout when she won't understand something.It was beyond beauty.“You have committed a sin.", a small voice whispered in the back of his head.He let go of a dark chuckle as he licked his lips by remembering about that eventful night when he used her. If only he should have not killed her. He could have many more nights like that.“I did was she deserve. It was her faith."He stated to himself trying to cover his false deeds. But nothing was enough to cover that. Nothing
IRIS POVA fresh start.How wonderful these words sounded. And when he said these words he had a deeper meaning to them.I know it very well that he is hiding something from me but somehow I know it has to be in my favor.That's why I don't want to know.I muttered these word under my breath as I pushed open the doors.In front of me proudly stood a vast orchard garden.Ahead of me, it was decked with different types of flowers lined up with fruit trees having those of apples and berries.Small little bushes to the multiple colors of daisies, lilies and roses.It was beautiful. I had always dreamed of having a garden. Nature was something that I closely relate to. It always gave me strength and inspired me.I put both my hands over my mouth to stop myself from gasping.
TRISTAN POVStupid!I shouldn't have touched her like that. She might have forgotten the past but she hasn't let go of that trauma yet. I am not one to add to it.It will take time. Those wounds are deeper, deeper going inside her soul and heart, penetrating it's essence to leaving it hollow.Like in the past...I shouldn't have done that.I still am not able to understand is it a good thing that she has forgotten about her past or not. The doctor told me she might get flashes of the past that can trigger her now improving health.I have to be careful.I looked at my side to see her face being hidden behind her dense, silk like locks of hair.“I'm sorry."I said sincerely.She turned in my direction and passed me a small genuine smile.
IRISThree weeks later...A yawn left my mouth. I have been reading the book in my hand from the past two hours.What is it called? Alchemist yeah Alchemist.As I tried to move my back hurt but I dare not say a word otherwise my boss aka Tristan as he likes to be called by me will throw another tantrum. Let me tell you he is such a child.Always throwing tantrums but it is somewhat cute to see such a masculine and grown up man pouting."Do you want to sleep Iris?", Tristan asked me softly and I nodded my head.For the first week when I woke up from coma he used to call me with all sorts of endearments but I wasn't comfortable with it.Firstly he is my boss and secondly it left me embarrassed. Even the nurses used to giggle."Lo....Iris come back to earth.", Tristan stated.
THIRD PERSON POVIt is hard.So hard to open her eyes but she had to, to see the world again. She heard a faint voice. She wasn't sure whose voice it was but she felt encouragement to open her eyes.HarderShe whispered to herself and soon she felt she could move her palm.A bit moreShe encouraged herself and soon her eyes much to their restriction opened up. The light was annoying, she wanted to groan but it felt like soot was pushed down her throat.She looked up to find a tall man standing there looking at her. Soon a glass of cold water was pressed against her lips and she drank it greedily.Soon her vision cleared up and she could make out there was a face. She looked up at his sharp feature and tried to make out who he was."Fine darling you have the job.", her new boss exclaimed.
TRISTAN POVMiracleThey say it was a miracle that Iris heart has been restored.She came out of the mouth of death and I am very proud of her. After all she is my flower.She is strong, very strong.When her heart stopped that day I thought I lost her. The thought still sends chill down my spine but the doctor rushed in, threw me out of the room and started giving her shocks.That was the last hope and you know what somehow it worked. It was dangerous but it worked.Right now I am sitting next to mio fiore and this feels home.Being with her feels home. Her tiny palms are cold, very cold but I hope my warm hand can provide her some warmth.They say that a person in coma can listen to you, just can't respond.So I do it each day, I read to her, talk to her, braid her
THIRD PERSON Patience, it is a difficult thing to keep. The more we wait the more anxious one becomes. This was the same case with Tristan.It has been two months since Iris had been in coma and he is loosing his sanity along with his hope.The day it all started is still crystal clear in his mind.Tristan left Iris room after confessing his feelings to her. He was content. Things were now going in the right direction. Iris was slowly and slowly accepting him. He was sure that one day Iris would forgive him.Yes he was anxiously waiting for that day when his mio fiore would forgive him. He had his hopes high and the thing that took him by surprise was Iris instant approval to go on a date with him. He couldn't be more happy.He walked to his room with a small smile on
IRIS POVI looked at the white ceiling. White the colour that can be changed to any colour by just adding a bit of colour in it. The colour that is put at last in any painting.I have been in a hospital room many times but this time it was different because it wasn't me who was lying on the bed. It wasn't me who was in pain, it was Tristan.Its been three days since the kidnapping and Tristan was still to wake up. I just had some stitches on my forehead and my cheek was swollen but other than that I am fine.But in the case of Tristan the bullet entered his body from the back from the left side and grazed his heart. He is not in coma just that his body needs time to heal.I looked around the room to find nothing interesting. Suddenly a nurse entered the room."When will he wake up? ", I asked the nurse."He will wake up an
IRIS POVI looked around the room. No movements. Maybe the monsters have forgotten about me. I hope maybe. But all my hopes died as I heard the opening of the door. Soon the lights were turned on and I closed my eyes due the sensitivity of my eyes to the light at the moment."Is dear flower scared?", I heard the disgusting voice of Tobias.I opened my eyes to see the monsters."You need to be strong.", my subconscious mind pleaded to me.Yes I need to stay strong. I can't let them over power me this time. I have gone through hell once and I can go through it again.I felt someone pulling my hair as a scream escaped my mouth."How bad, a beautiful face had been ruined.", Tobias stated with fake sympathy. The next thing I know is that he put pressure on the right side of my head. It was at that moment I realised that I had a
IRIS POVI slowly opened my eyes to meet with darkness. The room was completely dark. I felt exhausted as if someone had suck all of my energy. I tried to move but I couldn't.I was tied with the chair. My hands and legs both were tied. I tried to break free but it was of no use. The ropes were so tightly knotted that it was penetrating in my wrist."Someone help me.", I cried but it was of no use. No one was there to help me. I looked around the room for any source of light but I couldn't find any. But how did I enter the monsters' trap.I rested my head on Tristan' chest. None of us has talked for a while and now I was starting to get worried."Who did it?", Tristan asked through his gritted teeth.I sighed. I never thought I would t