Chore of Holders

Chapter four

I could feel sweat running down my neck, he was coming closer, he was pacing towards me and I could not move, I felt like I was frozen at that moment. The dark man was coming towards me, I could see his burnt face, I was all scared and trembled, he was exactly one feet away and I could clearly see his face, it was creepy and scary. He leaned forward and his taller existence made me feel goose bumps. “Martin was a warrior”, I heard his voice and it was enough to make me terror stricken. 

I suddenly woke up with a feeling of thirst, I was in a state of disbelief that whatever I just saw was a dream, but I noticed that I was all sweaty and my heart beat was not normal. I drank water and then again tried to get back to sleep. Next morning, I woke up to Zorro; he was in my bed already looking at me as if he wanted to cuddle, and I took him in my arms and hugged him. He is someone who gives me an unconditional love, and I know that he is the only one to whom I speak whenever I feel like there is no one to understand. 

Today I did not go to university as we only had one lecture and fortunately, it got cancelled. Mum has invited Mira to spend some time with me at home and to give me company as I was home alone. I thought it as a big chance to spend “quality time” with my loveliest. So we decided to watch a movie together and later we will have dinner. 

The bell rang and Zorro ran after the door before me, I opened the door and hugged her, she started playing with Zorro; meanwhile I sat on the sofa to wait for her to come. “So we have got so much time alone?” she smiled sheepishly, and I winked at her. She settled herself in sofa besides me and I wrapped my arm around her back, she started looking for the remote, I was having it in my hand so I started the movie within no time as we had decided earlier which movie to watch this time. While watching movie I started playing with her hair to irritate her, she kept on rolling her eyes, and to annoy her even more, I threw whole bowl of snacks on her, she did the same and we ended up getting in a verbal fight. She was continuously shouting at me for ruining her favorite movie scene, and I kept on laughing at her. I noticed her dark brown eyes, her pointy small nose, her small lips and those chubby cheeks, “What?” she suddenly started laughing as she knew that I was noticing her. I slowly pulled her towards me and she touched my forehead with her cold fingertips, she buried her head in my chest. We stayed like that for some time. “You are not that expressive Alex, at times I feel like you want to say but you do not, I just want you to express your love, I also want to feel it, come on loser, you can at least say something about… ummm… okay... Tell me how you started feeling love for me”. 

That is true, I am not that expressive but when I do, I do it with a bang, and that comes rarely. It is not like I am shy, I am not even close to be a shy person, I am always confident in whatever I do and say, but yes this is also a fact that I am not that expressive, I just express myself to the closed ones, I guess this is the reason why people think I am arrogant or rude, I am actually not so approachable and I guess this is what makes people think of me like that, I do not mind it because I really do not care what people say, only the ones who are close to me can be counted on as an exception, otherwise I am a man of my own ways.

Mira was looking at me with her deep brown eyes, she was looking so beautiful tonight, maybe this is the time to express, I thought. I started in a low husky voice, “Deep inside my heart it was growing immensely, deep down my thoughts it was all you, but I was not ready to accept the fact that it exists, never thought that it could be this much, to that extent, I started feeling helplessness, and honestly when I first felt something for you, deeply I had an urge of agitation which was weird to me, as I never believed in it, as if this stuff does not belong to me, but little did I know that it can happen to anyone, even with me. Before you, I always thought that this is not my thing, always had it on the back of my mind that this is not something that I can be related to. I always thought that it exists in myths and fairy tales and if it does in reality, the probability is rare, minute, very less, and for me its zero…” I took a pause, and continued looking inside her beautiful eyes, I could feel her touch, she was touching my beard with one hand, I continued, “When I felt this way I got uncomfortable, I felt as if I am no longer my old self, some sudden changes in my school of thought, the arousal of immortal ocean waves deep down my heart… The first time I felt your touch, the spark of your eyes, those magical moments you spent with me were priceless. When I first felt that it was different, I never knew that you could make an impact on me like this, before you I was unmoved when it came to these emotions, these feelings, but now all of it belongs to me, belongs to my love for you.” I could feel her eyes were telling me the intensity she was feeling that moment. “I have no words to describe how amazing you are at expressing, you lighten up my life just by existing, and I love you so much.” She replied with a soft kiss on my fore head. “The night is indeed beautiful, and I love you even more. So, Miss. Loser, how do you feel after underestimating my expressing skills huh?””Well, you won”.

We had our dinner after which Mira had left for her home. Samantha got back to home at around 11 so I slept a bit early.