The dismayed look etched on Serena's face, was something I was expecting after my denial to this sham of a wedding. She thought the marriage was really happening, but little did she knew that it was only a game. I will never do a marriage of force with her. It was against my rules. Some rules are made to be broken; I made the rules to reprimand myself for the heinous deeds and thoughts which plague my mind or the reckless emotions, swirling in my heart. Serena was staring at me with wide eyes. I shifted my attention to the Father whose mouth was literally hung open in shock. Nathan was too confused to even blink his eyes which were set on me gawking because there was nothing else more ridiculous or obscene other than Daniel Price in this empty room. Emptiness resembling the hollow gash bleeding in my life. "Father, can I please request you to accompany my son to the rest room?" I requested in a genuine tone because it was a custom of our religion to always be respectful to our Father
Flashback It was 3 in the night when restless I got out of my bed. Checking up on Nathan, who was sleeping peacefully curled up in the mattress, I started to pace around the room not knowing anything other thank to keep my mind off my past. I wonder, whether life was always this critical for all or was I some special soul, who was confined to his own personal hell. I was probably running for a higher payroll if that was the case, given the tragedies seem to love my rugged face, devoid of the only component: sleep. In an alternate universe, sleep and peace are companions; in my world, they're step siblings who can never got along with me. Running my fingers through my hair, I messed my dried hair. Frustration caged my veins and I made my way out of the room to the balcony. At this odd hour of another lonely night, the view of the city didn't mystify me. It wasn't something I was fond off, but I did on a very random basis when nothing could calm me. And today was no exception after the
FlashbackHeart-melting is the key word to describe Serena's smile for me. The relaxing feeling that courses in my nerves when I am greeted by her melodious laughter as well as smile is something I can never get tired of. At one time, I hated the sight of any girl smiling, but with her presence around me, Everything has taken an U- Turn.And today as I held her in my arms, carrying her finally in my apartment, I realized I have been pretty anxious for her to shift in my home since the time, I asked her out two months back.Two months!! Long time but it wasn't a big deal when it flew away in a blink of an eye. I wanted her to shift instantly, but at that time, she lived in the hostel with her friends; thus due to the charges being paid for the time being, she couldn't just move out all of a sudden. Hence, we waited for the time to lapse up.And finally the day is here when my bold girl is in my arms, blushing to the colour of tomato."You know you don't have to pick me up. I can pretty
A week! Exactly, seven days have gone by since the last time I dictated my horrible decision to Serena literally tearing our hearts apart. The screech of her sole "what" still rang in my ears as if I were a patient of tinnitus. She hadn't uttered a word to me after giving me that deadpanned look which made a gash on my conscience and for a split second I even questioned my own folly or fate; till today I can't seem to conclude. But what troubled me was that she walked away without a fight. Indeed, her silence was the lowest blow to my heart...the ever so deceptive organ which can\t stop itself from leaping towards the holistic love of an angel. The drought of love and pain were present abundantly in my life, yet I couldn't this silent treatment of my once upon a time beloved. I might be trapped in my guilty subconscious most of the time but I've known Serena enough to know that she wasn't someone to give up without a squabble or atleast a dignified statement. She was ball of infinite
Horrified or surprised! I didn't knew that feeling that was rising in my veins when I saw the next day morning, Serena moving gracefully in my kitchen. She was making breakfast, humming some song while there was some unknown expression on her face, which only meant that she was so enjoying all this.While here was I? Her so called boyfriend still trying to reel in the shock of her yesterday's stunts. After literally leaving me speechless, she walked out like nothing happened, while I stood there gaping in her direction as if I was hallucinating Everything.I can't believe she managed to mess up my mind within a span of five minutes. What was she in the figure of a bold and full of attitude woman?Maybe a robot; because with the way she confuses my every brain cell, I doubt she can be a human.But the most important point at the moment was, how the hell did she entered inside? Yesterday, too she came inside without even knocking the door and today too? Did she got some special witchy w
In the present minute I wasn't prepared for the trepadiation which circulated me. Hell, even the word felt new to me and I didn't knew if it was Serena or me, but I'd the instant urge to bang a desk or break someone to pieces. In a second, my shells have started to crumple down with such a reckoning force, that I feared my vulnerable state may lead to the revealation of my secrets or burden of my past would be out in no time It might make Serena hate me. Despise me or worst she might even wish for my death just like Carolina.On the spur of the frightening call of my heart, I dismissed that thought away. Serena can never even think of hurting me, let alone the think of killing me. I was gutted. I was emotionally wrecked...pieces of my sorrow overwhelming me to do something irrational; scream and yell at the heaven; fight and literally kill the demons that turned me into monster that I never intended on becoming in this life. Perhaps, I might have been a dangerous person in my past lif
Flashback The spring break was going on but this time to rejoice was not doing any good to me. It was another deal to deal with my issues, but with Serena it was all together a different experience; because as the time progressed, Serena started to get paranoid regarding her excellence in the hospitality industry. And today was no exception. She woke up with a bad dream of having failed the exam. She cried in my arms like a child while I consoled her like a mature man reminding her of her positive points. One part of my heart was in deep guilt for hiding my insomnia issues from her but I thought it was too soon. It has just been one and half month, since she shifted in my place. Throwing my troubles at her all of a sudden wasn't a very sensible in my opinion. "Where are we going?" Serena who sat frustrated beside me in the car, inquired finally. I planned to remove her worries a little by making her do something which she loves. Thus, this surprise will remain a mystery to her till
The next day morning as I sat on the breakfast table watching Nathan and Serena, cracking jokes together, I realized that she is exactly doing what I wanted her to do. Rip Carolina apart from my soul. I haven't conversed with her after our unexpected hug, because my mind was traveling in her memories as well as of my past. Ever understanding like always, she didn't questioned me much but gave all the attention to Nathan. For once I was actually pleased with this, but my rational mind was even worried of what she was upto today. "Mommy, what are we gonna do now?" Nathan asked, getting excited already. It was his weekend off and he was all the more happy that he only had to wake up early for a day in the week. How amusing!"We are gonna play a game in your Dad's restaurant today." "What???" As soon as I heard her reply, my first word was my questioning Yelp, followed by me standing shooting daggers at her. Game in the Price Inns. Has she gone mad? "Well according to today's plan, I
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