Twisted

As the rain poured down accompanying with thunder.  Lightning strikes and spread a white hue in the dark and graphite looking sky. A brilliant flash flickered creating a zig-zag unseen path and vanished by own. He tossed on the couch and adjusted his sight to bed. Because of slight illumination coming from the window, he can see clearly. His eyes tried to find her as he realised that his daughter is only alone on the bed. Sitting directly on the couch, he sees her standing beside the window. The curtains in front of the window moved with the locks of her hairs. Breeze billowing the ends of her dark hairs like a ribbon. They are getting tangled with curtains from time to time. The smile was playing on her radiant face which is glowing in between because of lightning. He knows that she was admiring thunder and lightening there not rain, unlike others. He can only adore her from distance, she changed in a thorn when somebody goes near to her. She was ravishing and mysterious like a black rose, but thorns come in light when you get close to her. Realising the gaze on her, she turned toward him. "Is it disturbing you?" She asked signing toward the window on which he slightly nods his head negatively. He lies down again by keeping his one hand on forehead. He wishes that he can tell her, she was the one who is haunting from the day she came in his life. He is trying to untangle but she was like a jigsaw puzzle. Before he understands one side, another layer of her come in front. He thought in himself and closed his eyes. "Yagya" He heard her calling as he opens his eyes. "You should leave me. Please make me free from all this" She said staring with her oceanic eyes. This was the first time, he heard her requesting or she never listens to anyone. ----------------------------------------------------------- The red velvety roses were radiant and fresh. Their enchanting fragrance filled that cabin. Some leaves sway with winds and get scattered on the floor. As she comes inside she glances the leaves lying near to her heels. Her sight starts fading when she looks toward red roses. Her hands trembled, sweat starts dripping from her forehead. Her slender fingers pressed in her forearms for stopping shaking of it. Her sharp nails pierced through the skin, tearing the layer and the blood come up on the surface. Her body get freeze, teeth start rattling and the eyes which are ready to pour anytime. Heart pounding so hard against her ribcage as her pulse pressed outward, jerking the veins within. She touched the flowers with trembling fingers and throw on the floor. Keeping her heel, she crushed them mercilessly. Red colour spread all around the shining white marble. Blood runs from her forearm to the palm and falls down on the floor turning it more dark red in colour. "Kaurwaki" He barged inside the cabin and is taken aback by the blood flowing from her sleeves. "What you had done with yourself?" He asked gently holding her forearm and then glance at the crushed flowers. "Nothing" She mouthed staring at the red colour on the floor. A sudden gruesome memory crosses his mind shaking him to the core. "Who the hell put red roses in her office?" He shouts on the top of voice making his secretary shiver. Kindly ignore grammatical and spelling errors. Next chapter is going to update soon. Do you like the small glimpse of the story? Take care you all Regards Anna❤