Souls Attached ♥

It was the third week in my new house,it was tuesday, I was having strange dreams since the second day.
I shifted here when mom and dad got divorced and I had to choose one of them, well I was 19 then and I had the option of being independent.
I was living there at a rate of 500 bucks per week, it was a very compact flat. It had to bed rooms with 2 attached bathrooms, kitchen along with a small dining area, a very tiny store room and a cute drawing hall.
I loved it.
I always wanted to stay alone and I got the chance thanks to my mom.
The walls were well painted and I loved the wallpaper in my bed room it was of black and red with pink shades on it the graphics. My friends always commented that the wall looked real cool!
I was thinking of all this while i was sitting on the edge of my little balcony attached to my bedroom...
It was a calm and pleasant night, but suddenly the weather became violet. A storm arose out of the blue and the wind started roaring ... I got up and stepped inside the room , closing the door behind me.

My life changed a lot in the last 4 weeks, thanks to him, he was always by my side.
His name was Peter. Peter Smith, and he was the sweetest of all time. I met him the first time in the third year of my middle school. I always loved spending time with him...

By this time I realized that it started to rain outside. I enjoyed the sight of the wet town from my window. In that very moment I heard the door bell ring. I slowly stepped towards the door and opened it. It was Peter, all wet and hot.
He came inside and I closed the door. I opened my bathroom shelf and handed over a towel to him. He took it and dried his hair, he opened his shirt while I sat at a corner of my bed. He sat close to me and kept his hands over mine.
The window opposite to the bed was open and the wind and sound of the rain gave it a perfect romantic touch.

" how are you Riyena? did you have a talk with your mum? ", he asked.
" I'm fine sweetheart. I called mum once but her phone was busy so thought of calling her some other time. " I replied.

He came closer and removed the hair which came over my face disturbing the mood, then, he kissed my cheeks. I blushed and my cheeks went red like ripened tomatoes.
Then, I closed my eyes, he pushed his body towards me keeping no gap between us and placed his lips over mine....
I had butterflies flying in my stomach, it was the best feeling in the world. It was just like a dream, a beautiful one.

But then, he stopped. He moved back and said that he loved me a lot and was afraid of losing me.
He said that I wasn't the first girl of his life, he was with a girl named Jane, she was one year elder to him yet looked two to three years younger. They were together for one and a half years but then one day she left him, She left her place and shifted somewhere without even letting him know. He confesed that he has never loved any other girl more than her and he never could. He didn't want me to leave but he did not wan't to hide anything either.

I respected his loyalty,
I promised him that I'll never think of any other guy till I breathe.

......... The next morning, when I woke up, I saw he had already left for his office.
I thought of last night all day and thought how beautiful it was. I missed him. Wanted to talk to him. I called him, he did not pick it. I called again, and again, and again .. NO answer!

Gradually, I saw the sun setting down and the sky playing with all vibrant colours , sometimes red, sometimes orange and sometimes yellow ... A tear rolled down my left eye, just then I realized my cell phone 'beep', it was a text...
it said, " hey Riyena.. I'm sorry I couldn't pick up your calls was little busy, lets meet up this everning, at Madam Luis Cafe, 7;30sharp. You won't believe what happened"
I replied, "ok" and got up to get dressed.

It was 7;15 when I left my house and it took almost 20 minutes to reach that place. He was already there.

As I entered he jumped up and gave me a tight hug. I was happy and asked what happened.
His eyes shined brighter than stars as he gladly replied, "She is back !!!"

Within that single moment I experienced, joy-sorrow-love-hatred-shock-loneliness-pain...
It seemed as if someone just came and torn me apart into two pieces. First time I felt true pain because of 'LOVE' ..

Yet I smiled and said, " Th... Th... That's grea..t ! so, You met her ??"

He smiled ... then curiously answered, "Yes! Yes! Yes! ... I did, and guess what? she still loves me. She had to leave as her dad had cancer and she had no time to inform me.. but .. but now she came back, she came back to me Riyena, she came back.. can you just believe it?"

I wanted to run away and cry but I couldn't, I gathered all the strength I had in me and said, "yeah! wow! congratulations Peter I'm so happy you got her back... you know what? I would have loved to listen to the whole story but I'm afraid I have to leave."

I turned without even listening to what he replied. I reached home after 25 minutes walk. I closed the door and sat on that very place and broke out. ...
I cried till it was late night and I heard my phone ring. I checked who it was, it was Peter.
I calmed down and recieved the call.
I didn't want to cry then, but I couldn't stop as soon as he said 'hello' .. He knew I would be crying. He said he forgot that he wasn't in the same place where he was 6 months ago. He needs to take care of me. I hung up. I was to weak to face all that then.

I week later, the same day, He called and wished good morning. I told him I wanted to meet Jane. I really needed to, I knew what I had to do. He said that he'll bring her to me in St. Jones park that very day at noon. I agreed.
It was 8:17 then...
I tried being strong so that I dont break infront of them, I was going to do a brave and selfless deed after all.
I reached the park when it was just 11:30 am .. I waited till they appeared from one corner of the park.

Jane was beautiful. I was jealous... then, I asked Jane, " do you still love Peter?" She did not reply but I got the answer.

I texted Peter and turned.. I started moving heading towards my home. Jane was all blank but, Peter smiled and took Jane with him.... I never met him again but I kept my promise. He is still the only guy in my heart....



[THE TEXT, which i send peter in the end was:
" the ones whose Souls are attached meet at the end no matter how many tangles you have in life. Her soul is attached to you Peter. Farewell."]

THE LAST HUG !!!

It was 12:15 pm..

My last exam of the term was over.

We all wished each other "happy student's independence day" ..It was the last day of the session, we wished each other happy holiday, but in my case it was not just a holiday or temporary leave... I was parting off from them forever.

I WAS LEAVING !
I was leaving the city, leaving the country, I was leaving India.

It was not only the last day of the session but also the last day in that school .. last day with all my high school mates.
I wished everyone a very happy future, was going to miss them a lot.. spending so many days with them, sharing so much, fighting for all rubbish things.. was going to miss it all.

My friends hugged me, kissed my cheeks, tears rolling on their face. It was a very special moment for me.. One of the most emotional 'n' touching moment with my buddies.

I promised them all that I'll be in touch.
Though I wasn't really sure whether I'll be able to or not...

I looked around. My high school. I was leaving .....
Everyone was there in the huge Assembly Hall enjoying there last day of the session.
Teachers, students, parents...

Yet! someone was missing,
I turned, my eyes chased around to spot his face ..
He was not there.

My friends, they said they were very angry with me as I was parting away from them, but I didn't bother to answer. Instead my whole concentration was on finding him, all I wanted was to see him the last time...

I knew he hated me,
I wasn't important to him, why will he even bother to show himself to me ?!!!
Yet, to me he has always been, he still was important then.
I couldn't afford to leave without seeing his face once ....

I pushed the crowd behind, excused myself from my friends,
I scanned each and every corner, each and every person present out there.
I saw his friends, chatting, having a gala time, laughing and giggling...
But, he was not with them..

WHERE COULD HE BE???
I was desperate to meet him!

I stepped out of the Assembly Hall, I tip-toed to the first floor.
His class was empty as well..
I still had more than half an hour to stay..
I was scared of leaving without even seeing a single glimse of him.

I loitered around the first-floor corridoor for another ten minutes. He did not appear ...
I sat at one corner of the corridoor, rested my head on my arms joining my legs together.
I started to sob ...

THE FLASH BACK..
It started to re-appear,
Firstly, his face, his eyes, his lips, the way he used to hold my hands tight and explain how incomplete he was without me.
Then, the first time when I saw him crying because of me..
I was the one to hurt him so much. He had the right to hate me, so he did.

I was still weeping, was growing more and more weak..
But just then, I heard a voice,

" Don't cry, you don't look good while crying. You're leaving today. You should depart with a happy face so that whenever you remember these days you just get a smile on your face." . . . . .

I knew who it was,
The same voice, the same harsh tone, the same sweetness peeping from the words... the same feel in those words.

IT WAS HIM !!!!

I quickly wiped off my tears with the right sleeve of the blazer I wore ... and looked up.

I tried not to cry but.. tears burst out of my eyes as I saw him.
He stood few feet away from me, his eyes all watery and a red rose on his right hand...

" I love you babe!"
he said,
the same manner he used to say...
That was it, I needed nothing more to go weak on my nees.

He stepped forward, held my shoulders and pulled me up... slowly handed over the rose to me.
then, spread his arms to hold me.

I pushed myself forward and my arms went around his neck as he placed his hands around my waist.. and the time stopped.
It was magical. The noice from down stairs seemed like paling off .. just the two of us.
The sound of our heart beats and the gentle movement of the breeze ..
We stood still holding each other.

I wasn't ready to leave him, but then I realized my phone vibrating.

I let go my arms off his neck and recieved the call..
It was my mom,
she asked me to get down and come outside the gate, she was waiting and it was already late ...
I had to reach the airport on time.
_" I'll be there in few minutes mumma."
I hung up.
I looked up, straight into his eyes.
Till then I knew he did not hate me.

I had to leave. He knew that. He unwrapped his hands from my waist ...
None of ur spoke, our eyes did.

I stepped down the stair and saw him disappearing with each step I take down the stairs.After some time, he was out of my sight. He did not follow me.. I guess I knew why ...
I waved all my friends a final 'bye' ! and stepped inside my car..

I fiddled with the rose he gave, drowned in his thoughts.
I knew I wont be able to see him again ...
But, I loved him and ... I STILL DO...

WHY ???

WHY???

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Thought it was all over..
You wished me a final "good bye"
I accepted that it cannot get right ever.. but then..
Why?
why do I still feel Your not yet detached from Me???
1 month back, I still remember that evening, we were over phone..
Fighting for hours ..
Trying to solve our doubt... crying... weeping!!
All that, was nothng, it led to the worst.
:(
You were not ready to understand, as always, you quarrelled, you argued ... screamed,I still tried.. told you everythnig, still youu didn't believe ..
I was all broken from inside, yet I kept on telling you the same thing. " I love you! " .. You didn't beleive ... I cried, you didn't react.. I howled for you. You were still quiet. You didn't speak a word... I was Thirsty for one sweet drop of your love.. but ...
.. I still remember..
Your voice.. First time I sensed hatred in them, I was weak, and tired of trying to melt your rocky heart.
You didn't love me, I still did.

I still remember..
The last word you uttered .. " leave me alone .. Bye. "
I still remember..
The bruise you made on my heart,
tearing it apart..
I still remember ..
You told me to go away. I promised I wont disturb you again..

But then, why???
Why couldn't I erase those memories ... ?
Why? why couldn't I move on?
Why couldn't I part from Your love?
Why was I still missing your presence?
why???

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You didn't love me. Yet .. I still did.
May be that's the only answer ...
I loved you.

THE LATE EVENING.

Was just sitting on a pavement in the park near by, it was a new moon night.
It was all dark and empty. I rolled my eyes over the whole area in order to find some folks around.
I saw no one. It was a late evening.
It was around 7:30 pm when I checked my watch. I closed my eyes and tried to feel the nature .. The soft, smooth wind brushed against my skin and gave me a superficial shiver within me. I stood still for few moments then suddenly, heard a low sound of someone's footsteps.
Quickly, I opened my eyes to check out who it was. It was a tall, fair and muscular guy of a height about 5.9-5.10.He was of about 23-24 years old. He walked in a very graceful manner, he seemed like a true gentlemen. I stared at him till he came up to me and asked whether he could sit beside me. I nodded my head indicating a yes.
He sat next to me and looked at me, I felt disturbed. I took out my cell phone and started checking out my unread messages. Just after a minute or two, the guy said, "Are you Elisa?" .....
His voice was harsh and his eyes twinkled as light reflected on them.
For few seconds I couldn't speak, I didn't know him, how did he?
Then, I replied, " Do you know me? how did you know my name?"..
He didn't answer. I figured out a wicked smile emerging from the right corner of his lips. My eyes hard on him, my heart skipped few beats. I was scared.
I said, "Why aren't you answering ?'
He was still quiet. I stood up and turned with an intension to reach home as fast as possible, I walked fast, then I started runnning. I looked back. He was following.
The park was at a distance of 20 minutes walking distance from my house.
I was still running as I thought of what could his intentions be.
That very moment I heard some one calling my name.
I turned,it was him, the man had stopped following me now... he stood at a distance of few metres from me, he was gasping.
I cried, " Are you alright? "
he replied, "yeah!"
But, before I could say anything more he pulled a sharp dagger from his jacket's pocket and threw it, me being its target.
I swerved and somehow saved myself from getting hit by the dagger.
I looked at him again and this time I saw anger in his eyes.
He inserted his hands in his pocket again, and this time it wasn't a dagger but a gun.
I was terrirfied then.
I cried out, " please don't hurt me.. I'm innocent !!! "
Tears rolled all over my cheeks, my eyes went hazy.
Just then I heard a gun shot and everything went dark...

That was the last thing I remembered about that evening..

When I opened my eyes, it was day time and I saw that man sitting next to me, I shouted out loud and looked around. I realized that I was lying on my bed in my room. Mom and Dad were standing by the bed..

My mom asked, " Sweetie, are you feeling better now?"
I replied, "I guess yes.. but what is this man doing here? I don't understand.. He tried to kill me last eve. do you people know that?"

Inspite of getting worried I saw my parents laughing when I uttered those words.
It seemed very strange and I asked for an explaination.

Then, my dad answered that this man was the one who was appointed to protect me from few kidnappers, the dagger as well as the gun was shot on them ...because they were the ones who threatened my dad on the phone the night before the strange late evening ....