Fragile Doll
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Meera ~
'Mimi, I am your big sister I will always love you and protect you. I will never leave you alone my baby sister, never ever.'
Tears streamed down from dull ambers on the porcelain skin, flushed with dark red hues. Vacant eyes staring out of the window, grazing at the bright stars. As she remember her sister's saying.
Her granny once said if she dies then look for her in the stars. And after the death of her grandmother she always grazed at stars and will talk to the brightest among them.
It gave her the calmness in lone nights she needed.
But she did not imagine that someday she would be searching her sister her lottie among the stars.
"I miss you lottie" She whispered and closed her eyes letting the tears fall from her eyes.
She was in her new home in her new room which she is going to share with her husband. It is his room. But he was not here, he left her home and did not come back. It was almost past mid night and still he has not come back.
And he won't, she just know that. Because he hates the mere sight of her. He loathe the ever existence of her whole being.
And as much it hurts her, she still accept his haterd as her punishment. Because his hatred is her salvation her redemption.
And she will accept every punishment for taking away the love of his life, his fiancee, his best friend, she will accept everything he has to give her.
She moved her feet and walked toward the bed, his bed and lay down on the mattress in the dark room.
She has never been here, in this room, on this bed but at this very moment everything felt hers, she feels like as if she has finally reached her home, her final destination.
She turn her face to the side on the pillow and inhaled, it has his smell on it. Even though he is not here, he still feel closer than he has ever felt before.
Is it true that matrimony creates a powerful bond between souls? May be it is true because her heart has never felt more free and at peace than it is feeling now.
She closes her eyes, letting the essence of him lull her into a dreamy sleep. The moon shone brighter and brighter with each passing minute and the moonlight peeking inside the room through window illuminated on her skin makin her glow like a fragile doll.
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Somewhere ~
"You don't have to go home tonight, you can come over my place and we can Netflix and chill just like the old times" a woman in white bodycon dress with auburn hair said.
She leaned forward to the man sitting on the chair, to kiss him but he tilted his head to the side and the kiss landed at nothing. Making the woman groan in frustration.
"For god's sake she is married, stop thinking about her, you have to let her g-o--" Her lips pouted and eyes watered as the man grabbed her jaw painfully and brought her face closer to his and stared dead into her brown orbs with clenched jaw.
"Say that again and I will make sure you never see me again" he gritted out in anger, his gray eyes burning in fury.
"Get out" He barked and the woman smoothed her dress and walked out of the cabin, the tik tok of her six inches heels echoing in the room.
The man took out the picture from his wallet and grazed his thumb over photograph, of smiling Meera.
A smile broke onto his lips as he grazed at the photograph. His Meera looks etheral, her long black hair cascading down till her waist, her skin porcelain, flushed with beautiful hue of red, the ambers of her eyes shone like fire due to sunlight on her face, her full plump pink lips smiling widely at the camera, her milky neck with beautiful moles on it looked enciting.
She looked enciting, there is no one like her. And he will not let her go, never ever.
She is his, only his.
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The room was dark and Abram walked inside his room, locking the door behind him. He rubbed his temple, as the migraine did not cease only increased.
So much happened just in one day, he is married. He is married to the woman he wasn't supposed to marry.
Woman he does not love, woman who took away something very dear to him. His best friend, his love Charlotte.
His baby blue orbs burned with instant anger as his eyes fell upon the figure lying on his bed, sleeping peacefully.
He moved his feet and took long strides towards his bed and hovered above her.
How can she sleep so peacefully after taking away his peace? Does she not feel any guilt for what she did?
It was supposed to be Charlotte sleeping here not her. How f*****g dare she taking her place? How dare she f*****g live peacefully?
He leaned down and raising his hand he grabbed her jaw making her eyes snap open and lips pout.
Her eyes watered and tears fell from the corner of her eyes, she tried to pry away his hand but failed.
His grasp over her jaw tightened, causing her to go breathless, she begged through her eyes, but he ignored and brought his face closer to her.
Glaring into her swollen ambers, he spoke "Get the f**k out of my room and never come back" He released her and she moved out of the bed and stood there, casting her eyes down.
She was frightened as well as sad that her husband chose violence and cannot even share a bed with her. How dumb she was to think that she can sleep in his bed when he hates her so much.
She walked closer to him and put her hand on his shoulder and gasped as he pinned her down on the bed, tugging her hands above her head and looked dead into her eyes.
Right now his eyes took the color of midninght blue, darker than everything , they gazed at her with intense hatred making her heart clench with pain.
She can't bear his hatred for her, she thought she can but she just can't.
Her lip quiver and a sob rip through her throat "Abram please, I am so sorry, please forgive me, please" She begged and he released her again and laughed and laughed and laughed. Like a maniac.
"Get out" He barked "Abram please I am so--rry" She winced in pain as he dragged her out of his room by her hair. And shut the door.
Meera slid down on the floor, her wails echoed in the empty home, there was no one to listen to her pain.
She cried for her Husband, she cried for her sister, she cried for herself but she is the one at fault. She brought it upon herself.
"Only if that night fate was reversed".
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Love CeeCee
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