Meera ~
'Mimi, I am your big sister I will always love you and protect you. I will never leave you alone my baby sister, never ever.' Tears streamed down from dull ambers on the porcelain skin, flushed with dark red hues. Vacant eyes staring out of the window, gazing at the bright stars. As she remember her sister's saying. My granny once said if she dies then look for her in the stars. And after the death of my grandmother , I always gazed at stars and will talk to the brightest among them. It gave me the calmness in lone nights I needed. But I did not imagine that someday I would be searching my sister, my lottie among the stars. "I miss you lottie" I whispered and closed my eyes letting the tears fall from my eyes. I was in my new home, in my new room which I am going to share with my husband. It is his room. But he was not here, he left me home and did not come back. It was almost past mid night and still he has not come back. And he won't, I just know that. Because he hates the mere sight of me. He loathe the ever existence of my whole being. And as much it hurts me, I still accept his hatred as my punishment. Because his hatred is my salvation, my redemption. And I will accept every punishment for taking away the love of his life, his fiancee, his best friend, I will accept everything he has to give her. I moved my feet and walked toward the bed, his bed and lay down on the mattress in the dark room. I have never been here, in this room, on this bed but at this very moment everything felt mine, I feel like as if I have finally reached my home, her final destination. I turn my face to the side on the pillow and inhaled, it has his smell on it. Even though he is not here, he still feel closer than he has ever felt before. Is it true that matrimony creates a powerful bond between souls? May be it is true because my heart has never felt more free and at peace than, it is feeling now. I close my eyes, letting the essence of him lull me into a dreamy sleep. The moon shone brighter and brighter with each passing minute and the moonlight peeking inside the room through window illuminated on her skin makin her glow like a fragile doll. *** Somewhere ~ "You don't have to go home tonight, you can come over my place and we can N*****x and chill just like the old times" a woman in white bodycon dress with auburn hair said. She leaned forward to the man sitting on the chair, to kiss him but he tilted his head to the side and the kiss landed at nothing. Making the woman groan in frustration. "For god's sake she is married, stop thinking about her, you have to let her g-o--" Her lips pouted and eyes watered as the man grabbed her jaw painfully and brought her face closer to his and stared dead into her brown orbs with clenched jaw. "Say that again and I will make sure you never see me again" he gritted out in anger, his gray eyes burning in fury. "Get out" He barked and the woman smoothed her dress and walked out of the cabin, the tik tok of her six inches heels echoing in the room. The man took out the picture from his wallet and grazed his thumb over photograph, of smiling Meera. A smile broke onto his lips as he grazed at the photograph. His Meera looks etheral, her long black hair cascading down till her waist, her skin porcelain, flushed with beautiful hue of red, the ambers of her eyes shone like fire due to sunlight on her face, her full plump pink lips smiling widely at the camera, her milky neck with beautiful moles on it looked enciting. She looked enciting, there is no one like her. And he will not let her go, never ever. "She is his, only his". *** Meanwhile ~ The room was dark and Abram walked inside his room, locking the door behind him. He rubbed his temple, as the migraine did not cease only increased. So much happened just in one day, he is married. He is married to the woman he wasn't supposed to marry. Woman he does not love, woman who took away something very dear to him. His best friend, his love Charlotte. His baby blue orbs burned with instant anger as his eyes fell upon the figure lying on his bed, sleeping peacefully. He moved his feet and took long strides towards his bed and hovered above her. How can she sleep so peacefully after taking away his peace? Does she not feel any guilt for what she did? It was supposed to be Charlotte sleeping here not her. How fucking dare she taking her place? How dare she fucking live peacefully? He leaned down and raising his hand he grabbed her jaw making her eyes snap open and lips pouted. Her eyes watered and tears fell from the corner of her eyes, she tried to pry away his hand but failed. His grasp over her jaw tightened, causing her to go breathless, she begged through her eyes, but he ignored and brought his face closer to her. Glaring into her swollen ambers, he spoke "Get the fuck out of my room and never come back" He released her and she moved out of the bed and stood there, casting her eyes down. She was frightened as well as sad that her husband chose violence and cannot even share a bed with her. How dumb she was to think that she can sleep in his bed when he hates her so much. She walked closer to him and put her hand on his shoulder and gasped as he pinned her down on the bed, tugging her hands above her head and looked dead into her eyes. Right now his eyes took the color of midninght blue, darker than everything , they gazed at her with intense hatred making her heart clench with pain. She can't bear his hatred for her, she thought she can but she just can't. Her lip quiver and a sob rip through her throat "Abram please, I am so sorry, please forgive me, please" She begged and he released her again and laughed and laughed and laughed. Like a maniac. "Get out" He barked "Abram please I am so--rry" She winced in pain as he dragged her out of his room by her hair. And shut the door. Meera slid down on the floor, her wails echoed in the empty home, there was no one to listen to her pain. She cried for her Husband, she cried for her sister, she cried for herself but she is the one at fault. She brought it upon herself. "Only if that night fate was reversed". *** Love CeeCeeAbram~"We are set to open our franchise in the States. The board said the coming month will be the best time--"I got up from the sofa and walked away from my team without saying anything. I know it's rude but I don't care. They all work for me and I pay them shit load of money, so I can behave however I want. And right now I want to be with my wife, in her embrace. I haven't seen her for a whole one hour because of this stupid work. I climbed upstairs to go to our room. Yes our room where she must be reading a book or might be sleeping. I pushed the door inside and inhaled the sweet scent and closed my eyes for a moment as the warmth engulfed me. The warmth that was absent for sometime is, now here. She spreads that coziness in our room with her mere presence. I locked the door behind me and my gaze found her sitting at the bay of the window, reading something. A smile broke onto my lips as I watched her groaning in annoyance as strands of her hair disturbed her reading. I
Meera~It was blood. The raw red blood gushing out of his wrist. His eyes were closed, chest not rising and falling because he is not breathing. His lips had turned blue I can see the outlines of them. They look cold, begging me to give them some warmth. But I couldn't move my feet, just watch as paramedics rushed him past me, as if they didn't see his wife standing at the doorway. He disappeared, he didn't call for me, why? Did he really gave up on me that easily? The man who would roam behind me all the time, the man who never keeps his hands off me, the man who would talk to me all the time even when I am silent. That man gave up on me. He didn't think about his pigeon, not even once. Doesn't he want me anymore? Doesn't he need me? But it's fine, I know his tactics he is manipulative and I was rude to him. And he is going to make it alive. I know he is going to, because he himself said he can't live without me and that meant he can't live without me anywhere. Be it hell or
Meera~Why did this happen is it because I killed Charlotte? But it wasn't Ian 's fault. I killed lottie I should be dead not Ian. He promised he would never do drugs, then why? Why didn't he think about me? Why didn't he think that how would I live without him. He was the half of my soul and now he is gone. I am incomplete without him. I am lost. I don't know what to do without him. I lay down on my bed, and grabbed the letter he left for me. Opening it I started to read it again. 'Dear MeeraMy meepieYou know I never cared if I never got into a good relationship because for me you are my everything. You are my no. 1 . But I am tired now, dad wants to send me asylum to cure my illness, that is being gay. I tried to change and hated god for making me gay. Maybe in other life I will be born as a straight man and have you as my wife. Please be with me in next life too. But for now, goodbye. I know my death will break you but I know you are strong and you will understand. Until we
Abram~Moon. I don't know what, but she has this weird fascination with the moon that she would sit at the very same place everyday and stare at it. Its been four days since she left me, since I failed to find her even after having too many resources. She is alive, I know it. Her mother says she will Kill herself but I know her better she won't. She is so strong. She just needs time. The stars are shinig brightly today, they are the indication that she is safe and will get back to me , soon. Maybe she doesn't want to be found, that's why she is hiding herself away from me. But she doesn't realize that there is someone who is yearning for her, every minute and it is getting harder for him to even breathe without her. She also doesn't realize that I love my life and she is my life. So, I will do everything possible to bring her back, even if that meant to collide heaven and hell together. A smile broke onto my lips as I saw her blue scarf hung over the dressing table. She is jus
Abram~'You don't want to do this, please stop''Please stop, Abram''I don't want it this way, this is wrong''You always hurt me''You are a monster''Leave me, you monster''Monster''Monster''Monster'My eyes jolted open, as her voice echoed in my ears and for the first time in two months I feel nothing, no anger, no pain nothing. Only numbness. This was just a nightmare, this can't be true. I can't do this to my wife. She is too precious and I am not a monster. Yes, I shouldn't have tattoed her, but I am not a monster. "Pigeon--".No response. I look at my side and her side of the bed was empty. She was not here. My pigeon, my wife she is not here with me. A lone tear rolled down from my eye, as guilt started to seep inside me. "I am sorry baby" I whispered. Our room was dark, but I could see the daylight peeking through blinds. But I don't deserve even this ounce of daylight. Because if she is not in my life, my life is dark and after what I have put her through I deser
Abram~"Leave me, you monster" She screamed at my face, her eyes red and tears were streaming down from her eyes, just like mine. My heart broke, I feel as if someone is twisting the knife inside my heart , mercilessly. "Pigeon--" I saw her chin wobbling, I forwarded my hands to pull her in my arms, she is sobbing uncontrollably. I have never seen my wife like this before and it is hurting me too. What have I done? "Meera--" I called out for her again but she didn't say anything and in a blink of an eye she ran away from me. I strode after her trying to catch her, but before I could hold her she slammed the door on my face. "Wife--open the fucking door" I screamed and tried to open the door but she locked it from outside. "You can't run away from--Meera" I banged on the door but she didn't come. I took the vase and threw it against the wall, causing it to shatter into pieces, just like my heart. How could she run away from me? I know my method was wrong but my intentions were