The amount of anger that was radiating from my body, I was sure it was enough to terrorize anyone but Serena! She just stood there unaffected smiling at my Nathan as if she had known him all her life.She knew I was burning holes in her face, but the audacity of this woman always left me in state of shock. If I will have to rate my own yelling, I will definitely rate it as the world scariest yelling, but Serena just remained unfazed by me. Like I didn't affect her now in any way!Can this really be possible in one night? Was my love so weak that she had managed to throw me out of her life in every way possible to not even flinch at my angry tone?My body was becoming stiff with every second, not because I felt any love for at the moment but because of the fear. Fear that she might just take my Nathan away from me! And I was sure if she decides to become a hurdle in my way now, she will face the worst that she could have ever imagined.She left me hanging, and I bared that but I will n
"I hate the time I spent with you," I whispered. Morose, I sounded to my ears, though this time I didn't allowed the glumness to take a hold over me. It invigorated a sense of self-loathing of what the treacherous word, 'love' did to me. Despite my denial I gave into that sadistic feeling and the outcome was right infront of me. Serena Waldorf eyed me with menace but now, I was done being a fool. I was done trying to figure her out or expecting an understanding. My broken self had begged her, but the hostile look she gave me made me change my mind. Instead of trying to deal with her with in a calm way, I gripped her shoulders tight and yelled taking control of my life back from her, "You are wrong Ms. Serena Waldorf. It's you who broke up with me not the other way round. And why are you so disgusted with me? What have I even done to you that you have the gall to say that you regret us. Didn't you ever loved me? Didn't you ever felt anything for me even once? How can you even think of
Few years back!!Mornings!! Always made me crunch my nose in annoyance because if after High School classes I hated anything then it was waking up early in the morning.I never got the theory of these stupid early risers, who shout their lungs out about fitness due to early wake Up's. Like seriously!! Now just imagine, how would it keep you fit if you sleep at Three in night, and wake up at Six in the morning?Irritating! Right! And just think from a teenager's perspective, who was locked in those sexy arms of his girlfriend for most of the night. Then certainly, can you even blame that guy for not waking up early after such a hot night at his girlfriend's place, err now ex girlfriend's place.But yet as this blasting music pierced in my ears, I so felt the need to beat the shit out of the person who dared to disturb my slumber. And who else it can be other than my annoying, frustrating yet adorable younger brother, Josh Price.He certainly was four years younger to me, but his behavi
There was a pin drop silence in the room as I thought of million reasons to explain my sisters, the unhealthy and obsessive vibes I got from Carolina. I chased girls too, but what I did was more of a play fun while what she intended looked like a conspiracy lurching around me. Even from miles away I felt a hostage to her vile presence. I should be the one dominating her, turned out, I am intimidated from Carolina and her voice which felt nothing but a gunshot in my ears. "You both were saying," my sisters urged in unison and I scratched my nape, hesitating in elaborating the discomfort I experienced from their closeness with the girl whose the weirdest creature to have walked on this planet. Thankfully, Josh beat me to it and gave a sensible argument, "Well, she hasn't done but with the way she looks at Daniel at times, I find her way too creepy and not to forget wherever Daniel goes, she is present there. Like she is always on the run, following him. Doesn't it indicate stalking to
The ride of thirty minutes to Midwood High School was the most awkward ride ever of my life. Carolina kept on stealing glances at me from her peripheral vision and I tightened my hold around the steering wheel. I feared one of these days I might brutually hurt her which is the last thing I want to do in my waking life. She tried to open her mouth to blabber gibberish but I showed my hand pausing her midway and all I heard was a distressed heavy breathing sound. The mouth freshener I began to chew after scolding Carolina suddenly felt the most poisonous thing I ever tasted and I spit it out from the window, shocking myself for I'd never done that. The things this girl made me feel were not only horrendous but worth causing a lifetime of bafflement. Sighing, I finally halted the car outside the campus to greet the sight of various students fooling outside on the long open greenish corridor of the campus waiting for the bell to ring while a few sat on the stairs, reading, chatting and an
Daniel...I want you. I need you...You're mine...If I can't have you I won't let anyone else have you either. Want me like I want you; ache for me like I ache for you or else...Carolinaaaa...Voices echoed. Gunshot fired...I sat up straight on the bed as the images of my teen life revolved infront of my eyes. My vision was blurred but my head throbbed in pain. It took me a while to gain my composure before I looked around to scan my surroundings and found myself wired in a hospital bed. Machines whirred next to me displaying my heartbeat and impulses. Everything else was clinically steel and white. The abnormality of the place caused me to flicker my eyelids in annoyance prior I glared straight at the empty wall. But how did I came here?Who brought me here?Serena!! Nathan!!Ohh no!! Where was Nathan??As soon as I remembered him, I recalled my vulnerable self the last time I lashed at him. I hope he doesn't hate me. I can't handle one more person hating me.I held my head in my
FlashbackTime is such a whirlwind. It passes away quicker than my heartbeat would flutter in my chest. It left a hollow confusion before I could come to terms with what happened since the night in prison. It's been a month since I met Serena but she managed to invade my mind completely in this one month. After being released from the prison the other morning, we parted our ways but I saw that she wanted to say something to me, and so did I. But we both played dumb.Yeah, exactly dumb after kissing twice and literally ravishing the other's lips.She intoxicated my mind with her flawless persona and I felt sudden jealousy rising in me because I wasn't this perfect. I didn't smiled nor I enjoyed life. I was only waiting for the demon to close the doors of my life.I had seen her coming in my restaurant for a month with two other girls, who were just like her; but Serena's features were extremely sharp and attracting gaining her the unwanted attention of the male's.And much to my own sh
The sound of the thunderclap brought me back to the scene infront of me and I tore my gaze away from Serena. For minutes I'd been drowned in her and I can't figure out her state of mind for she gave me a deadpanned look as if I'd hunted her in an unreachable territory. Funny! It has been her who has invaded my life and my head turning me something more than an insomniac...a sleepless lover. I stood up on my feet hovering my tall figure over her while her eyes were set in one corner. I wondered what she was staring at?"I know you are searching for Nathan. I came to tell you where you can find him". She spoke in a tone which showed her lack of interest in talking to me then why was she here? Maybe she too pity on my condition."If you think I am doing this for you then you are wrong. I am doing this for Nathan who got his hope up for you, Daniel. I saw him at his usual place and I knew from my experience what would have happened so it didn't took me long to understand that you will be
Carolina's POV (From Hell) Closure! 'What are these earthly creatures talking about?' I mused, eyeing the devils lingering around the foggy atmosphere. The realm has been freezing lately and it's impossible to step out to take a look. I sat in my chambers, staring at the mirror displaying the happy faces from Derena's wedding. It stunned me to know that the residents up in the fire have been keeping tabs on the two pathetic lovers and have given them a combined name. They have divulged from having a secretive live-in relationship to an official wedding taking the vows of sickness and health. It disgusted me to discover the insomniac's sleep cycle tattered. I ablaze the flames from beneath. They scattered in flickering venomous fireflies before they went off and the realm got covered in a silence as murky as the daunting night of our souls lurking over one another. This humbug of promises are making me itchy and edgy. 'What do they have that I don't? How did this life became so fair f
Carolina's POV (From Hell) There are no timelines in Hell for I'm the unlimited invincible force to reckon and beckon. Satan is in authority but in his absence I take the charge to pour sense into the little devil's roaming around with a vibration of an independent soul. I hate it and so does, the lord of hell. Hell is about codependency on each other; empowerment is destructive coping mechanism around here. We don't preach or teach; we probe and lead to a highly classified mission of ruining the lives of those who caused us to descend at the lower level. The pitch dark web is our prison to initiate the activities of explosive thoughts and nightmarish emotions into the earthly humans we detest. I rarely see the reflection of my charred face in the mirror; it's spooky and ruthless. At times, I crawl and crib to the magical flying beasts in the chambers, storing endless wrath. They're not long or amusing; they're power boosters rising from the fire like volcanic eruption. Sometimes,
Carolina's POV (From Hell) Withered cage. Hollow air. Silicon powers clouding the invisible realm, obscured somewhere where the human souls would come along as the hostility takes over. Monsters are cooked here; monsters are banished here and monsters seek monsters. What I think is not what I see for my vision is either protruded or the arising monstrosity within me has shielded the cone of volatile fire captivating my chambers. Satan's punishing me for defying him. I was instructed to let go off the war and interaction with the human world but I can't let my fatal enemy Daniel Price get a happily after with my newly found sister, Serena. Mommy dearest hid from me the treachery of her existence. How could I ever let it go? I was only her baby girl; she knew I loved to fight over Daniel; how could I have lived to see him sway away from the path of comeuppance? Streaks of fire tinge me on my stone walled body. It carries the weight of my deadpanned soul awaiting a release in the
Carolina's POV (From Hell) Peace. 'What is it? Why is it and who brings it?' I sorted to find out in my larger than egoistic life on earth. Mother had said, "there's no peace in the human family. It's hell."Hell. Black inky island. Faraway from human contact, food, water or emotions. The place I am scattered and trapped; a home of my darkened, defeated and dead soul. It wasn't the place for life. It became my after life when my soul left the planet in the accident I caused in my obsession for Daniel. I rested in one of the chambers of the aflamed open terrace of a roundabout endless fire, situated beneath the plateau…little demons with tails crawled up from the ropes held out through the gate of hell. The big guy with those giant white scary eyes, let me in after I wandered into the abyss for days. 'All hail Satan!' No fights. No fun. No feeling and no one to hate except for the memory of my trickling death. What an award winning scene and plan it was to mop out the entire Pr
Eight years LaterSleep! My eternal love. My lifetime friend. The only thing now I can do without fail. How peaceful it is to sleep like a log of wood and snore my way in the office at bizzare days and meeting hours. I have recognized this feeling as heart blazing. I never knew I would brim with gratification after attaining the peaceful slumber, straight for eight hours. But now that I have actually gotten into the habit of drowning in the heavenly world for eight years I concur nothing can be more blissful than sleeping in between a day exhausting me or after work. As I squirmed to find a comfortable position on the couch, whispers resembling the wind whooshing, kissed my either side. I tried to shun them away but when I didn't budge, an ear bleeding shriek traveled in my ears. "Ahhhhhhhhhhh," tumbling down the couch, I stared at the two reincarnation of Satan's, who faced me with hands on their hips and glint mischievous smiles circulating in their eyes. They scanned my face
"What the fuck!" The intensity of our curse matched. We gawked at the other, and reluctantly brought an inch or two distance between our bodies. Confronting the man behind us, I recognized the intruder as the inspector who arrested us on that frick of a night. He flashed his badge and glared. Serena scooted closer to me, eyeing me from her peripheral vision in embarrassment. "The universe does love you, Darling. It's conspiring to fulfill your outrageous wish. How do you think I should proceed now?" I taunted in her ear. "You two again!" The inspector exclaimed. "That too on your wedding day?" It was more of a reprimanding query than a statement for he pointed at us in disbelief and shook his head. His military eyes switched off my manliness and my confidence to explain the compromising circumstance tunneled down. I dare not open my silky mouth to squash some chocolaty words to this machoman who can outwit me in strength corporeally. So silky chocolate. Suits my personality. '
Our reception controversy was unavoidable. Guess, I am willing to shake hands even with the reporters to curb down the juiciest details of the encounter with the prisoner and reposition the focus on the cake which got everyone to piss in their hearts. They smiled devilishly at me, driving a wedge of discomfort in my demeanor. Perambulating upto the team leader of the Zee Cafe, I pitched, "Hey Rita, mind having a private word?" "The great Daniel Price is giving us his precious minute of the hour. It's my lucky day, indeed." She clapped her hands in joy. "How can I help the dapper groom?" She flirted, moving in my space but far enough to not cross a line. "Stick to the report on the cake, decor, and Serena's skills. Avoid the orange buzz, will you?" Straight to the point, I ordered in an authoritative way. "I got the bite from your side for the first freaking time and you're robbing me of that chance to publish it to my readers who are crazy about this place and owner." "I will giv
A miraculous waterfall emerged from the guests attending the ceremony. Sallowed than the boiled egg-yolk, Serena weeped her lungs out, dismaying me for I'd expected her to glow bronze. "You're not gonna puke, are you?" I asked, checking her temperature. "It's too much emotion for me for one day and everyday with you is a challenge," she bit her lip, apologetic to feel the way she did."Amm…you wanna go ahead, right?" "Yeah…damn yeah. Fuck yeah…I am crazy for you. Thank you," she whispered, flicking her hands infront of her face. She was flustered with compassion and gratitude. Tonight, on the bed I can finally show her my entire being and the certainty of her loving it, crowded my rock sized brain. Since I literally left my official wife in making speechless, she demanded the pastor to allow her to present her commitment from the book of vows. The intent counted and she sealed the promise in her sincere and affectionate voice. No sooner we exchanged the rings, and said our "I do'
Bringing the topic of wedding two months back wasn't an appropriate choice. A bed of hassles awaited resolution such as sorting out the differences with Mrs. Cavelli; bidding final farewell to Mrs. Rodriguez and exiting the loop of insomnia and its effects on my mental body. All that went for a toss when Serena agreed to marry me and the next day itself, I placed the ring on her, taking the stage for five minutes during the grand reception and closing out the deal for life. The reception couple and their audience were ecstatic and gleaming with passion after receiving our finest hospitality and once again, the Price Inns became the manor of hot discussion on the tabloids and news channels. The bride's blogger friends were more than forthcoming to leave the five star reviews on the website; spread the buzz wherever they could and they booked us in advance for their upcoming respective weddings. Overnight, I became a sensational figure of Times Square from a depressed lonely man who wall