How can it be called just a kiss when it brought so many memories? ~ A. Gupta.VIOLET“You gonna be okay?”I nodded, stopping myself from looking at the man standing opposite my door. Alex smirked, his gaze going over my shoulder to look at Cole. We have spent our evening in the middle of the forest where Alex lived in a compound, because I didn’t think it should be called a house and not that I had been to the apartment where he actually lives but through a maze of trees, we had gone to a what I liked to call 'could be torture cell’ with its bare cement walls, where we work out or mostly he taught me how to defend myself. And then we had a few drinks of which I could still feel the little buzz going on inside my head and I blamed that buzz for the anticipation that was seeping into my bones at the prospect of being alone with him. Not that, we will be. I wasn’t going to give in. No. Not at all.I looked at Alex and nodded, “I am fine. And I’ll be okay. You don't need to worry.” And
They say a way to man’s heart is through stomach. What about women, how do you get to their heart? ~ A. Gupta .VIOLET A Week Later... “You have to stop doing that.” I said, keeping my voice devoid of any emotion even though a part of me revolted at the thought of him not being here the first thing I see in the morning. -Since that day a week ago, Cole had been appearing on my doorstep with a new bouquet of flowers in his hand. And it wasn’t just the flowers, to my utter surprise after that impromptu kiss, that I might or might not have played a million times in my mind, when I had woken up the next day I had found him still in the hallway outside my door. He was sleeping with his back against the wall, one knee bent on which he rested his arm and head. Looking like the man stepped out of a medieval era, waiting for his lover to come and meet him. I had stood there, watching him, almost lost and contented to just watch him. And now I have half done painting waiting to be complete
It doesn’t matter how much time has passed, every time I think about it that makes me cry. It hurts my heart so much, takes me back to the time when I felt helpless and so broken. How do I move past it? How do I trust him again? I couldn’t. And if I did, wouldn’t it be the betrayal to the girl I see in the mirror now, who had learned to smile once again even when tears shine in her eyes. ~ A. Gupta..VIOLETI am going to kill Daisy. The thought was constant in my mind as I sat there stabbing at the tomato on my plate. She sat only for a few minutes, shovelled most of the pasta in her mouth and then declared that she had to go somewhere very important. Liar. Now, I was sitting here trying hard not to run away like a scared little girl. I don’t know why I was feeling this way, but sitting here alone with food between us— the food that I made, the flowers he brought me on the other side, it was feeling too intimate.“It’s delicious.” His deep voice had me pausing, my heart stalled and
Desiderium : An ardent desire or longing.COLE I THINK I underestimated my princess. And now I was paying for it. It was already taking a fucking toll on me to sleep in a sitting position outside her apartment and today of all day was the worst. There was a raging headache I had woken up with and my back was fucked up along with the muscles in my neck. And it wasn’t only that, I could deal with the pain but I think it was my body trying to tell me to stop before it gets any worse than it already was. I was clammy and was having a hard time to keep my eyes open, I was pretty sure I was running a fever but I didn’t let it show in front of my princess while I sat there and enjoyed the pasta she made. It was a bit salty and my tongue might still be complaining about the spiciness of it but all that mattered was that she made it. At least at the end of our, not expected brunch— courtesy of Daisy, I definitely owe her one, I got to explain a little bit about myself albeit the fact that she
It’s too fucking hard to unlove someone. ~ A. Gupta.VIOLETI Staggered back with Cole’s weight against me as he was unceremoniously pushed in my direction. My arms automatically tightened around him even before he murmured the words, “Princess, please, don’t let go.”Wide eyed and with a sense of panic, I stared at my empty doorway where that stranger with a mask and a cap was not a moment ago. If I didn’t know better I’d think he was just a figment of my imagination who pushed— no, more like threw Cole in my arms and then disappeared in a blink of an eye. What a prick!I focused back on the man in my arms I was barely holding on to, if not for me leaning against the sofa at my back we would both be on the floor at this moment. He was heavy. “Cole...” I said his name, softly, my arms tight around him even though his wet clothes were soaking mine too.“Mm..hmm.” He hummed into my neck, his warm breath making goosebumps dot my skin and the fact that he was burning up didn’t escape my
I still want you, I do. But with every beat my heart reminds me of the pain you caused it. ~ A. Gupta.VIOLETTHE Doctor looked at Cole, who had somehow turned paler than before and turned to me as he said, “He needs to get out of these wet clothes.”Eyes wide, I looked at the doctor then turned to Mad who shrugged at me and said, “I guess fever and wet clothes doesn’t pair together.” I licked my dry lips and blinked at him. He nudged me toward my bed and said, “The doctor will help you. I’ll take out the soup Bree sent for him.” And then he left me.The doctor looked at me expectantly and I swallowed before giving a determined nod to myself. Of course, I can do it. I have seen him nakéd before. It wasn’t like I didn't know how mouth-watering his body was. Shît. Vi, get a grip. You can’t lust after a man who’s lying sick in your bed. He is in my bed! I closed my eyes, I think I will need another appointment with my therapist and ask her if it was really necessary to talk to myself be
Regrets and Guilt are a part of Love. But they are very small parts, they should never be bigger than the love itself. ~ A. GuptaVIOLETFeeling a little bit trepid I was hesitant as I returned back to my room. I didn’t realise how tense I was until my hunched shoulders relaxed when I found him laying there, unmoving with his eyes closed and breathing deep and even. He had fallen asleep. But then within a few seconds my relief evaporated when I realised that it wasn’t for the best as I had to make him eat and give him the medicines. So I returned back to the kitchen grabbed the lidded bowl of still hot soup that Bree had sent with a spoon and a bottle of water. There was a container with sandwiches inside it too which she probably sent to make sure I had something to eat as well.When I came back to my bedroom, I couldn't help but be aware of him naked in my bed and even though I tried to not dwell on it, it became difficult when I touched his bare shoulder to wake him up. His eyes fl
The heart is not commanded.VIOLETI Woke up in the bed, tucked under the covers and it took me a minute or two to realize what was odd about it and why it didn’t feel right to be alone in my own bed. Because someone else was supposed to be here. For a few seconds panic gripped me hard and made my chest constrict as old hurt rushed back with a vengeance, thrusting me back to that day two years ago.I gasped in a lungful of air to calm myself when I heard the shower in the bathroom and when the memories from last night came rushing back. He was here. He wasn’t gone. I looked at the small alarm clock to see it was only three in the morning, stifling a yawn I climbed out of the bed and walked the small distance to my bathroom. As the door was already half open, I didn’t think twice before pushing it wide and stepping inside. I should’ve thought about it, though, I realised belatedly when I came face to face with his nakéd back and then he turned around in all his sculpted, muscled, glory