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Ruthless 64. Betrayed
Celia's POV Maybe it is his plan, to surprise me by getting on my nerves. If I know him well, things like this amuse him a lot. I still remember the day when he was standing outside the operation theatre, how his eyes spill dread when he caught the sight of me in blood stained clothes, how he dropped his coat, how he scooted to take me in his arms. I am expecting him at the end of the every turn I took, outside the every room I go in. Maybe this is a joke which has worn me out a lot more than it should. He bought a ring, didn't he? He is definitely up to something. These are the things I said to myself to keep myself worry free. Then it came, the Monday. And he isn't here yet. When I entered the hospital, everyone looked at me like they are looking at something so cheap. And there she is, Amanda with a smirk on her face while some held scowl, some are scoffing. Like always, I ignored them and went straight to change my d
Last Updated : 2021-06-08Ruthless 65. He left
Celia’s POV I ran back to Elijah’s house before I get in Sasha’s car. He doesn’t look surprised but concerned. “Please let me talk to him for once. I don’t have his number.” He stared for a brief moment of time and went back into his house, probably to fetch his phone. When he came back, he is already on line with the other man. That other man is the man I love whom people are mistaking that he has married Amy, the girl who ruined my life. My hand shivered when I took the phone and keep it at my ear. I hold it with my two hands to stop myself from trembling. This should be a lie. There is a killing silence. I heard him taking a breath. “I have to do this.” He finally said. “Why, Alex?” I questioned biting my lips so hard that I wonder they didn’t bleed yet. “Because, that’s what I want. Look Celia, having you
Last Updated : 2021-06-10Ruthless 66. Nightmares
Celia’s POV “I warned you, didn’t I?” Garratt said with a wicked smile. He doesn’t even have to utter any word. His face held the expression ‘I told you so.’ I wrapped my hands around myself when I walk through the aisle crossing the people who are looking at me with disgust. Amanda crashed into me on purpose making all my books to fall on the ground. All the papers inside scattered to a distant place where there is no light. I could hear her scoff, “You really thought you could reach your dreams?” She said mockingly. I ran after the papers into a cloud of fog trying to grab them. All the papers soon disappeared into thin air and a silhouette of a man stood before me. He is tall, his hands are shoved into his pocket. I walked slowly to him half expecting who he might be. He raised his hand, a paint brush moving between his long fingers. It’s him. He is here. The tip of the brush g
Last Updated : 2021-06-11Ruthless 67. They left me too
Celia’s POV “I know why you don’t want to get rid of it. No one knows better than me. When I had Cayden in my womb, I was so stern to bring him to this world.” Sasha said running her hand in her kid’s hair who is sleeping soundlessly. “He really changed our lives, didn’t he?” It is the first ever statement I spoke to her on this entire day. I have become a mute again. “He did. He is a boon. But, Celia, raising a kid isn’t easy, not when we couldn’t look after ourselves. We are humans too. When you are going for checkups on your own, when you are hearing his heart beats, you will carve for love too. You will crave affection, care and you will crave for his father. It is so difficult to handle those things because you will have severe mood swings. I want you to decide what you are capable of before it’s too late. No matter whatever your decision is, I’ll be there for you; always.” &nbs
Last Updated : 2021-06-12Ruthless 68. Where is Alexander?
Celia’s POV “Go to art school. Didn’t I tell you that I would be there for you no matter what? Celia, you don’t have to punish yourself. I said I’ll take care of you. I will.” Xavier said taking my flushed face in his hands. I still remember his words from last time, “If anything happens to you or you need any help, I wanted you to know that you can come to me. Even if it is your husband who hurts you, you come to me. I’ll be there, always.” Its funny how the brother of the man I loved hasn’t changed a bit, but the man I loved just vary like seasons. But now, when I think about it, I couldn’t get myself to ask him for any help. “I don’t want to go back there. It’s a shattered dream. I can’t.” I said. Little one stands beside him watching all of us in oblivion. Our bags are packed. Zed, Lillian and I are leaving to Los Angeles tod
Last Updated : 2021-06-13Ruthless 69. Speck of stardust
Celia’s POV Looking at the waves that are rising above to the heights as if they are trying to reach sky at some attempt, sat a girl with no soul, her mind is now void. That girl is me. All I could think of is the water. The deep blue ocean is sometimes calm bestowing the greatest peace one could ever afford, and sometimes, its tides are agitated, as if they are waging war against someone or something. Sometimes, the water looks like dancing to the dull roaring tune of wind that is travelling over the surface of the ocean as though it is happy to reach the land after a long journey through mountains, rocks and valleys. Sometimes, it is so silent. It is apparently not the serene but there is veiled sadness in the air. And sometimes, it is wild and ferocious threatening every cell. For one month, I did nothing but stare at the ocean. When I was before it, I don’t think about anything at all
Last Updated : 2021-06-14Ruthless 70. He is here
Celia’s POV The Annenberg Community Beach House features spectacular views, a children's play area / splash pad and a historic pool and Marion Davies Guest House offering docent tours as well as classes and rentals. It is a public facility, open to all with no membership required. This unique place is one of the reasons why Santa Monica is considered one of LA's nicest beaches! Back on the Beach Café is also on site and offers beachfront breakfast, lunch, and dinner. This is the first and only thing I came to know about in LA. Ryan and I are walking in the sand. The wind is roaring today. I wish I had tied my hair. It is falling into my mouth whenever I opened my it to respond. “Thanks for agreeing.” He said turning to me. I envy how his hair stayed still on his face and he pretty much didn’t seem bother at all. It has always been like that. “Oh. No mention. It’s high time for me to have a n
Last Updated : 2021-06-15Ruthless 71. Help
Celia’s POV I could feel him rubbing my hand continuously to keep me warm. I couldn’t even protest. I have no mind and energy for it. We hail a taxi to home since I am in no position to walk. It is just a ten minutes drive to our houses and in the mean time I get back my senses, started to breathe without opening my mouth and feel terribly ashamed about the pain that is consuming me. We went to our floors silently. When the elevator door opened and we got out, I apologized him for my mess. Abash is a little word to explain what I feel. “It’s okay. You have got a panic attack, Celia. You weren’t yourself back there. I think you need help.” He said all the way while walking me to my flat. “No. I am fine by the way I am.” I said trying to sound causal while pulling my jacket more close to my body. “Celia,” He caught my hand making me stop, “I am not saying this because I am a the
Last Updated : 2021-06-16
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Ruthless Epilogue
Celia’s POV THREE YEARS LATER “I still remember the thirty minutes speech Lillian gave that day.” Sasha and I are watching the wedding album. It’s Cayden who took that out and showing it to his little brother, Ron. Sasha and Xavier married six months after our marriage. They have a kid now. He is one and half year old. Zed and Lilly has a boy. He is two. We all meet every summer. And this summer, we are busy for Ryan and Meg’s wedding. Alex is with all the three kids, he raised his hand. “Then she said, do you have any idea how many bodies this hand pierced and counted each vein—” “They are kids, Alex. They can’t understand that.” Sasha shouted. Of course, he would not listen. He is continuing the story of how I threatened Jonathan. “I think I did a mistake making him god father for my children. He is completely spoiling them.” Xavier hissed. No matter what, the children refuse to stay away from him. Because, he gives them chocolates, won’t let them touch the book
Ruthless 111. The wedding
Celia’s POV It has been ten days since that proposal I did in the street of Gilbert town. I did only the proposal. Alexander has planned this grand destination wedding. We daily talk about it. Every time we talk about it, we will have an argument and we decide we don’t want any marriage at all. We end up shouting and then moaning on bed. At the night, we talk again. I never thought about what kind of wedding I will have. When they ask about dream wedding, I simply shrug. Even Alexander has no idea about it. We are two creatures who thought it would be impossible for us to get married in these lives and end up in marriage somehow. After a week, he fell silent. He hasn’t discussed about the wedding plans. Something is going on in their office. Even Xavier seemed distracted and busy. And one day, my bell rang and I opened the door just to find the two men in my family in blood. They are not bleeding like they are stabbed. There are wounds like someone punched them hardly. I qui
Ruthless 110. Euphoria
Alexander’s POV I thought they need some privacy, to put out their emotions for their best friend and brother. So, I left them for themselves for five minutes. Five minutes are all they are getting. He is intentionally trying to make me jealous. Fine, with me. I am not punching this man because I have a huge respect for his mom and his best friend. Still, I can’t help but glancing at the room once in a while or should I say, ten or twenty times in a minute. Bertha, (she insisted me to call her by name instead of Mrs. Bennett) came with a tray of cookies. Oh, god. Not again. I did a fake cry without her noticing me and took one cookie. If I don’t, she would take the trouble to put that directly into my mouth. I have eaten a lot since I came here, that my jaws are hurting from all the chewing they did. I am so tall, has a well built body and look like the man in his late twenties. But, she is treating me, in fact, she is treating all of us like seven year old kids.&nbs
Ruthless 109. The old home
Celia’s POV I was so habituated to seeing him in Black and greys and that too, they are sophisticatedly tailored shirts and suits. Now, watching him wear shorts, kaki or white T- shirts with half sleeves, loose shirts and printed trousers making me stare at him more often. They are making him look like a teenager. He knows that I have been staring at him. I didn’t try to shift my gaze when he caught me doing that. Its my right. I am confined to fit and flare crepe dresses. I can’t wear more. The climate is warm just like my life. “So, what are we going to do next?” There is a genuine interest in his voice with an added excitement. He looks careless, less worried and totally overjoyed about everything we have been doing. While we are walking, he attended few calls and that’s it. “Hakuna Matata.” He says. If that two words has a human form, it is Alexander King. I took the chance to go to a shop by excusing myself for washr
Ruthless 108. New plan
Celia's POV I apologized Meg for what Alex did. Ryan is so sure that she is going to be one of his constants. I am on the road where I am no more cutting the threads with the people who cared for me. I wanted to keep them all in my life like a family. Yes. I am making a family of friends. Alex would never apologize for what he did. At least, I should do that instead. "It's fine. I can understand." She said after a lot of explaining our situations. "He really seemed to like you and I am happy for you both as long as your husband doesn't misunderstand anything and keeps his hands to himself." I wanna say, 'I highly doubt that.' But, I nodded my head in approval. She smiled and I know. It's not that friendly but she doesn't resent me either. We walked back to the house in silence. The only noise we heard after in the house is that of plates and other utensils either slipped or thrown, glasses smashing to some kind of solid things- either floor or
Ruthless 107. At LA
Alexander’s POV I know this feeling of drawing someone’s picture when you miss them the most. We drew the curves as if we are touching them. We shade the corner of lips as if they are smiling for us and especially, we live in the moment of our past as if it is playing before us. We draw to stay close, to feel home, to feel safe, to feel their warmth and finally to feel them. I did it once after the death of that woman, after pushing Celia successfully because of my arrogant ass, nonsense judgment and baseless assumptions. I drew how she laughed after running away from the thugs. That was the first ever time I saw her laughing and giving a reaction like that. Back then or the other seconds before this instant, I never know that someone would miss me this much, that someone would love me this much and adore my laugh, cherish my little achievements, be proud of what I do and especially makes me feel that I am beautiful. Many said that before. But, feeling it without having to
Ruthless 106. Possibilities
“No.” He whispered after processing everything. That was a set up. Celia did that. For him, it meant only one thing. She trusted him enough. He is going to keep it. “I never saw you like that.” He told to the cute looking girl beside him. Not many people refer Amy as cute. But to him, she is still that little girl with backpack who followed him in silence. “It’s her. It's always have been her. I wasn’t good to her. I abused her. But, she didn’t think for a second to take my side when that woman who used to call herself my mother died. With her, I feel complete. I feel free and she doesn’t whine and complain. All she wants is me. That’s it. We both were so alike. I never felt so alive than I did with her. Because of her, I find myself attaching to Xavier again and we are good now. Even if it isn’t for her, I can’t really date you Amy. I could never be your man. That feels so wrong and Celia always feels so right no matter whatever it is.” “I know that I fucked up. But, what I felt for
Ruthless 105. Finally Free
Celia’s POV I sat on the edge of my bed. Xavier and Sasha are looking at me like I am some Dinosaur walking naked in the middle of streets. I wrap my hands around my body hugging myself from the chilling weather. “Where is he?” I asked them. Xavier shook his head, “I am trying to reach him. He is not lifting my phone.” His slim apple phone slid smoothly in his hand while he played with it. I sighed as my shoulders fell slowly. “Come on. Since he was sixteen, he doesn’t like people taking care of his things. He might be angry. He will show himself sometime.” Sasha and I agreed with him. Xavier fell silent. ‘Cause the obvious truth is, since Alex was sixteen and all the years before, he has no one to take care of his things. By the time, Xavier entered, it is too late. Alex has started to become resistant to people until me.
Ruthless 104. Shitty plan
Celia’s POV It is like you came into a bright sun after spending hours amidst a dark room. The thing is, you still can’t see anything for a while. His kiss is like that. It makes me feel numb. The spots he is exploring are the only exception and my heart counts in too. He doesn’t touch it physically. I could feel it abused, loved, mended, broken and lived and is living since he came. After few minutes of daze, I am aware of the sound we are making and the surroundings we are in. I clutch his shirt near his waist in an attempt to push him, “Little one is here.” I whispered against his lips. “And awake.” His lips would not stop the assault. He sinks more in to my mouth. That’s exactly what I wanted. But, my mouth says otherwise. “You are being reckless.” He locked the door behind us. “You have three minutes to come. Cayden will b
