Ivanna
"Just a few minutes, please", I don't leave him and hug him more tightly.
He caresses my back and breaks the hug, cupping my face into his hands.
"Come back soon", I control my tears.
"I'll come to my little baby soon", he kisses on my forehead and strives to leave my hand.
I don't know why I'm not feeling like to leave him. I'm feeling that he is going too far away from me. I don't want him to
IvannaI had almost lost my interest in the sessions. Miss Gisa was tired of guiding me again and again. But Christian's departure and Adavan's actions have affected me a lot.I leave the cottage, dialling Christian's number. I hadn't talked to him the whole day since he said he'll be busy. I thought he is getting some rest this moment. However, he is still not picking up my calls. Just a day passed and I'm dying in loneliness. How will I survive for a month?I put the phone inside my bag again. Walking across the dark streets, I look at the sky. I feel an emptiness inside me. I wasn't having good vibes from the time when he left my hand to go. I wish we had gotten a few more days before his departure. Before I could sense the pain of separation, he was gone.
Ivanna"How was your day?", Christian asks me as I lie on the bed."It was good", I mumble. It was terrible because Adavan has turned off the termination. And I was missing him."I'm not feeling like it was good. You seem to be upset", he says."Chris, aren't you feeling sleepy now? You were about to sleep without even eating", I mutter."You know sleep runs away from my eyes after having dinner. That's why I wanted to sleep at that time. Now, tell me why is my baby upset?", he asks."It's nothing. I'm good", I sigh."Missing me?", his voice softens. I can't reply t
IvannaHeck! Why is she so harsh to me? And what does that mean? I don't wanna attend any seminar. But it'll cause me to trouble if the damn car takes up space in the lane. Our landlord is a jerk. He will make an issue of it.I get up and look at the clock. It's already evening. I'm not feeling like to go anywhere. However, I'll have to get ready, wearing something red to that seminar. I search for a good dress inside my closet so that they don't get my attire changed again. I hate doing that every time.No! I stop right there. I'm not doing anything according to Adavan. Nothing! I'm not gonna let him belittling me every time.Pulling out a white gown, I get ready for the seminar with a pair of pearl ear pin and a pearl necklace whic
Ivanna"Yeah, Ojas, the singer", I confusingly say."Yup. We will get a bunch of musicians in this seminar. Don't forget to make connections", she says in a low tone."Connections?", I exclaim. "I'm committed""Oh, God. Girl! Not that type of connection", she hits on her head. "I mean to say professional connections. You know. Like getting work and all""Oh!", I mumble. I'm worst at making connections. I better stand here and watch them."Good evening, everyone", Ojas beams on the mic. "First of all, I wanna thank Adavan Gomez for inviting me here consecutively for the third time. His seminar
ChristianWorkshops are more hectic than concerts itself. When I'm still a learner, I'm driven to teach others which led me into stress. I didn't want to do injustice with my responsibility by doing anything wrong.We have around three thousand students in this workshop and I was assigned to take their piano classes. Since they all were beginners, it didn't trouble me to get started.New York is awesome. Despite sitting in the rehearsal hall the whole day, I can say it's awesome. I have always dreamt of visiting New York at least once in a lifetime. I never knew it would come out like this."It's a wrap", the Jamaican drummer says, peeping into my rehearsal hall as I come out of my thoughts.
IvannaNo one dared to come to rescue Ojas among the bunch of people. They were freezed like a statue at their respective places."Mr Adavan, stop it. You are no one to beat someone like this. He wasn't doing anything. Unlike you", I yell. Who the hell is he to thrash someone for touching me? When he, himself did the worst with me. At least, Ojas is mannered enough to ask me whether he should hold my waist or not. I asked him I wasn't comfortable with that. So he held my back.As I spat the whole thing, he stops right there and leaves Ojas, almost in the half-dead situation. He gazes at me differently today. I could see no anger, no disgust in his eyes. He is just reactionless. He is too much drunk and his violence is the evidence of that.
IvannaI immediately slid myself from beneath his head as his head falls on the ground. He is completely unconscious now. I manage myself and get up. Although my body isn't even working I turn around and run faster until I reach the gate. I hear Martha screaming from the door but this time I don't turn back. The driver asked me to drop but I don't listen to him too.Somehow, I reached out at the highway, running faster and hired a cab.My head is pounding with his words."But I won't let this...happen...to...me", he mumbles. "I won't...let...you....go....you are fucking....mine, Iva. You are mine"
ChristianThe whole tray full of food is still laying on the table and I'm trying my best to sleep. However, I am unable to merge my eyelids. I'm feeling too much restless after lashing out on Ivanna. At first, I couldn't swallow anything because I was worried about her. Now, I'm unable to eat and sleep because I shout at her. This girl has full control of my life without her knowledge.The invisible control which can't be seen or described. I keep looking at the ceiling. Her voice was shaking. Maybe, she was feeling low. I didn't even ask how she was if she ate or not. How stupid I am. I'm feeling like to slap myself for being so harsh with her.Taking out the phone from my pocket, I check it. She had dropped twenty-two messages half an hour ago. I check one by one."I'm sorry baby. I'll never do something like this again""Plz, talk to me. I miss you"