Celia
"So,you are saying that the man who had been nothing but selfish to you approached you after two months and asked you to move in because he missed you?" This is the twentieth time Sasha asked me that same damn question. I am exhausted of nodding my head.
"You said yes?" She raised her eyebrow. I nodded again.
Releasing a deep breath that felt like she held since the moment I dropped the bomb,she leaned onto the railing of the stairs. She crossed her hands over her chest and remained silent for sometime. Abruptly,she stomped on the stairs to terrace. "I need more air." She said while swaying her hands in the air near her face.
"Let me get this clear. The man who had been nothing but selfish to you approached you after two months and asked you to move in because he missed you?" She started again.
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Celia I am looking at everyone's parents capturing the events of their children's graduation. I am in the med school. If only mom and grandpa were alive,I wouldn't feel this disolate. Cayden had not come yet. He didn't say anything about coming on this day as he was not in contact for last five days. But I was expecting him. I looked out of the window tired of watching all the fathers being so proud of their daughters. My eyes caught the sight of ridiculously beautiful van. It was Cayden's friend. He is here. They are here. I know that he won't miss a day like this. I ran to the car laughing loudly thinking of how I'm gonna torture those poor souls for being this late. Only Marcus came out of the van. I bend my head to see behind him. Cayden wasn't there. My hopes had not faded so is my smile. For some reason,Marcus was sad,his eyes are glossy. As if he read what's in my
Celia "He is not just capable of detaining you,Mrs. King. He can lop off your license. You will never be able to practice medicine. I advise you to sit tight at your home until he comes back. I will not inform Mr. King, your attempt to escape. If you do that again I'm afraid I should…." I stopped him by raising my palm, "One - I am not Mrs. King. I will never be Mrs. King. You can call me Celia,not even Miss. Davis. Two - if your master doesn't come home by this evening or if he doesn't allow me to go out by this very evening,I am afraid, I'll tear every paper this house has, I'll smash everything it contains." I stomped back to my room slamming the doors. In the last twenty hours,only I know how many plans I had in my mind to get out. I even acted like I had a heart attack. Turns out I am not a good actress. I got caught. Then I tricked them, I was caught again. I disguised
Celia's POV He is lying on his stomach with his arms up above his head on either side. He went into a deep sleep the instant he fell on the bed. He neither moved nor woke up in between. It is 10 in the morning and he hasn't gotten up yet. He took my sleep away by scaring me and then startling me with that envelope. I was in a daze the entire night contemplating everything he has been doing. And there he is sleeping soundly. Nothing bothered him while he was asleep. He still has his shoes on. His skin's tanned. Because,I turned into a Mother Theresa, I laid a pillow below his head. He still looked beautiful, peaceful and vulnerable that I couldn't take off my eyes from him. Funny right! Last night I was frightened to death because of this man and now I'm appreciating his countenance. He needed to shave badly. Because the growth of beard is hiding the boy behind the face of man. After sometime of me watching
Celia's POV Ever felt like you board a train unconsciously and travelled with strangers? You are crossing rivers, running into tunnels, forests, but you don't know where you are going until you find a spot and felt, "Oh, That's my destination. I have to depart now. " That's what my life has become now. It is like I am travelling without a destination and at some point,I spot the place where I live in. I've been going to hospital and then exploring unknown places. Sometimes,I even forgot the way to reach "home" that I am seeking Google's help. My credit card was much used at gas filling stations than at any other places. When I reach home,I don't find him. I am living by myself like a bat in a haunted house. He would go out before I even wake up and comes back after I was asleep. Sometimes,I would hear his footsteps outside my room. Deep down, I want him to or at least I expect him
Celia's POV Alexander has not returned. He has not even called which clearly meant that he is never gonna come to my aid. Motivating myself, something that I always do, I have started to run the errands at the hospital. But the sudden disperse of Alexander like that yesterday felt like twisting a knife in my gut. The pain,hurt, embarrassment stays forever. "Dr. Celia?" "Hmm?" "Dr. Wilson has summoned you." My juniors around looked at each other faces as if they just heard something awful and looked at me as if they some saw something meretricious. Rumours really pass quickly, but truth doesn't. And the funny fact is no one wants to know about it either. They believe in what ever they are fed with. Do they even have a self? I touched the pocket of my lab coat to make sure that I had my knife in there. Something terrible is g
Celia's POV I saw him regretting what he did to me. The pain he holds is apparent in his face. For a second, I want to console him, when I was the one who is beyond shattered. I couldn't help him in anyway. He looked devastated. But the fact that his own actions brought this consequences cannot be changed. I let him hurt, feel the pain and let him stay broken. There is a painful silence, perhaps it is all that we needed right now. He let out a breath, all his burdening agony came out in the form of a gas. "I was an outcast too." He finally spoke. I highly doubt that. I had imagined him like a guy from all the high school novels with a rich gang containing all the handsome and cocky friends,like a bullies whom the whole school is frightened of. This is another shock he gave me today. He noticed my reaction for his words and said, "It's true. Did you hear about my mother?" I nodded remem
Celia's POV I bent my legs and curled towards my torso. My head is rested in my palm. A sudden clap of thunder made me awake. Alexander is still staring at me when I opened my eyes. His gaze is intense like it is always. He smiled earnestly that came out as a so much warmth beaming to me. I smiled back and he reached to me and coaxed me in his arms. I snuggled more into his chest inhaling his scent. This is heaven. For a second,I forget everything he did to me. Clutching his shirt tightly,I rubbed my nose against his bare chest. " You like it?" He asked wrapping his arms around me tightly. He strokes my hair softly with his hand. "I loved it. I love staying here." My lips widened,eyes beamed and pulse is at normal pace and everything seemed easy and simple. " You really believed that all of this is true. Didn't you?" I raised my head and looked at his face in oblivion at his vague comment. He smiled again, but this time,there is no warmth and he appea
Celia's POV Aghast is such a little word to describe what I feel. There are a lot of things to take in. It has not been twenty four hours since I made myself clear about my life and what I wanted and how it would be. In a second, everything has become upside down. The life I know about has another story and the man I thought I know was not the real one. He said he is protecting me while I thought he was ruining my life. And I came to know that he almost died twice. I don't know which news is twisting the knife in my gut. I clearly observed Xavier's face when Alexander mentioned about the 'almost death' incident twelve years back. It is a clear mixture of pain,hurt,guilt and regret. He stood without words. "And I saved you, Xander. I don't think I can make it up to you with a single sorry. But since that incident,I suffered everyday." " You drowned me in the water and then you gave me your hand to help me. That's not called saving, Xavier. Could your