Dark Truth

12

My whole life passed in front of my eyes. What I did and what I did not do. Everything started with a first cry, at least what I remember. I dropped the new toy that my mom bought me and I cried like never before in my life. She would always give me that one glimpse of a smile, pet me on the head, and said that I am here little boy. I enjoyed my childhood. I had everything that I could wish for. Functional family and enough money to make it through the month. My father worked as a construction worker so he would have been at work most of the time. I grew up mostly with my mother. She was always with me, every hour of every day. We had so much fun together. We have done everything. I remember when I made my first pizza with her. I was about six-years-old and I was very excited that we were going to make pizza. She handed me previously prepared dough so I could roll it on the table. I did it with so much excitement I ever experience in my life. Everything I know in cooking I know because of her and everything that I needed to know about a household I knew because of her too. Not to mention, she was so beautiful, at least to me. You know how they say, your parents especially mother is the most beautiful being in the world for you. That is the truth. When I started school, she was the first one to take me there. I was so scared to be left out of her hands. I could not imagine that I would be away from her for that long during the day. Obligations have started. That was the time I had my first nightmare during sleep. That was the time I became introverted and did not want to play with anybody. I did not have any friends when I was little. I was alone wolf.

I did not have any problems in school during the middle stage. High-school was the problem. I grew up in a teenager and it was hard for me to adapt to a new kind of surroundings. Modern world work like this: if you have something valuable then you are popular. I remember kids having new phones and they earned their popularity that way. Or, having a girlfriend that age was pretty much the same. I just studied and worked hard in my life. I was turned to literature and always wanted to become a famous writer. I imagined that I would write such stories that everyone would stumble upon and admired it. I wrote essays for my colleagues and I wrote their homework too. I was never accepted. Then one time, I remember like it was yesterday, one boy came to me and invited me to the party on Friday night. My mother was so excited but even though she told me to be back home until eleven o’clock. I agreed.

I came alone to the party, by walk. No one wanted to come for me and drive me to the party. It was ok, I did not mind. I didn’t even know why I was there. Eventually, everything became clear to me. It was to meet her. Fran. Curly hair waved and her smile appeared. She was with the popular girls, laughing and chatting. She did not notice me what so ever. I could not take my eyes off her. I needed to go past her to get to the kitchen and grab something to snack. I started walking and then I slipped and threw my drink at her. I was so embarrassed. She did not say anything, just smiled. It was fun for her. I was so scared that she would panic.

-“It is just clothes. It will wash up.” –she said.

-“Can I bring you a drink in a way to say sorry?” – I said and don’t even know where I got courage from.

We were teenagers, everything is funny and laughable. Who cares what everybody will think. It is just her and me right now.

-“I would love to.” –she replied.

In my mind I was going like: “Yes”, but all I did was nodded and went for her drink. That is how we started dating. Later that night we kissed in the starry sky and moonlight. We were two sixteen-year-olds kissings on the bench on the pavement at ten o’clock. Timepass with her likes light speed. Soon, it was time for us to separate for this evening. We agreed that we would see each other soon, exchanged phone numbers and I knew that she was waiting for a call.

After, when I got home I told my mother what has happened. She was so happy for me but also she was sad because I grew up. She knew that eventually, that would happen.

The sad thing to say is that after a year or two when we started dating, my mother got sick. She got cancer and there was no cure for it. She rotted inside. Her hair was falling out and her nails were breaking apart. She had bruises all over her body from who knows what. God works mysteriously. I never knew why he would let me go through that crazy situation. He knew that she was everything to me. If Tremor could now read my mind he would say that God does not exist only superiors.

My mother died after one year when she got really sick. We prepared a funeral and there was only me, Fran, and my father who was in a rush because he needed to go to work. Even on my mother's funeral day.

I was devastated. I could not cope with the thought I will never see her again. It was unthinkable. I couldn’t… I did not have the strength. I wasn’t ready for that. Even though Fran was there for me, for everything that I needed I still couldn’t cope with that. I became a mess. That was the reason I never went to college. That was the reason I did not rush to things and that is the reason, maybe, that I became a pessimist. I needed some help to get me out of that psychological illness. I couldn’t do my daily stuff. I barely wanted to wake up. It was the same when I found out that Fran died in a crash because I was a bit drunk. When my mother died, Fran and I were dating for three years and were going for something serious.

To help me get better, Fran advised me to start writing letters for my mother. She bought me a quill and some old paper and envelopes. She said when I finish one letter I need to put it in an envelope and store it somewhere. So I started writing…

Those letters were full of love and hope for better tomorrow. They were filled with happy thoughts as my mother is alive. I would address everything like she was there with us and like she was watching over us. I knew deep inside that that is not true but I really needed happy thoughts. I remember one particular letter that I wrote and it was the day before I would propose to Fran. It went something like this:

“Dear mother,

You should be so proud of me. Tomorrow I will become everything you wished for. An engaged man. I know how important is family to you and that is because I am choosing this way. I need a companion since I lost my favorite one years ago.  I still remember your glimpse of a smile, and I could always hear you laughing. I bet you laugh right now. I would love it if that is true. I miss your hugs. I miss coming home and running towards you to hug you. I miss our time together. Soon, mother, we will be together. Timepass quickly. Tell me, would you mind if one day I bring my wife to your new place? When it is the time of course. I would never give back this present that you gave me, the presence of life. Thank you mother for bringing me here so I can make Fran happy. So that I could make you happy for those years that we spent together. I must go now and prepare for tomorrow. I will write to you immediately when I hear what she would say. I know that she will not say no to me. Be a good mother and be well. Smile for me and pray for me. I am going to be a good boy like you raised me. I promise that.

                                                                                                              Sincerely yours,

                                                                                                                                               Evan.”

When I finished that letter, I sealed it and put it in an envelope. Because there was no address where I can send it I opened my crate and put there this later amongst other ones. There were thousands of them. Every day I wrote to her to tell her what was going on and what is new in my life. Those letters were filled with love and with the hope that one day we will be together again. Me, my mother and Fran.

It really helped me do that. I became a better man and Fran was satisfied. She helped me get over some real pain. But, I could not do the same thing when Fran died. Only with the help of a friend Darius I survived. Darius always knew what to say and when he needed to tell me the truth about something that I am oblivious about he would say it no matter what. Sometimes it would hurt but sometimes it won't. He encouraged me also to propose to Fran. He said: “Man, you were dating for seven years. Of course, you will propose to her.” So I listened. He was much wiser than me.  I stopped going on their graves. When I get back I have to promise myself that I would visit both of their graves, mothers, and Frans’. Unless I get Fran back. That is right. I need to focus right now and think about how am I going to get through Kana. I need to get her to listen to me. I need to apologize. That is where my moment of remembering my past comes to the end. I came to my senses and made that victorious face with hope. I will survive and save Tremor and save Fana.

At that moment, Kana grew a tree in front of me wanting to make its roots come through me. I managed somehow to avoid that. When did I become this agile I wondered that twice during this expedition?

-“Die!” –Kana screamed and that is where my thoughts of the past really came to an end.

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Read Mistress OF Evil :( search Neha Kanade )  The story is about a couple, Lucy and Neha, who met accidentally, but later fall in love with each other after several other contacts.

Neha use to be a lady who doesn’t have time for guys until an anonymous guy called Martin begin to send her several gifts as well as settling some of her bills to include her rent and that of her parents. She is beginning to like Martin, especially due to Advise from her friends, Flora and Sally, with whom she has been friends since college days and also advise from her parents, Gopal and Elizabeth. While trying to meet Martin after a long time of him being an anonymous, Lucifer showed up after Martin failed to show up and Lucifer begin to care and get intimate with her. She later finds out that Lucifer is the same as Martin, and has been getting to know about her through Flora who has been given Lucifer all information about Neha. All information about how Neha is yet to find money to pay her rent and that of her parents, as well as information about where Neha and her parents live. Neha and Sally gets angry due to what Flora did to her and they both stayed away from her for few days, until Sally came back begging on behalf of Flora and Lucifer again, which she later considered to forgive Flora and give Lucifer chance in her heart.

Lucy, who is into b**m, and a s*x dominant tries to establish his dominance on Neha as his submissive, but is faced with several repel from Neha who initially researched on s****l dominance and b**m and plans to try it out due to an advise given to her by her Flora before she concluded that the b**m act is absurd. She warns Lucifer against the act, after finding out that Lucifer has returned to his former girlfriend, Jane, with whom he use to enjoy the b**m act way back in the US where Lucy’s family, Neo and Nikita, as well as his brothers and sisters live.

She got married to Lucifer after Lucifer pleads for her forgiveness and they went on a honey moon in France where she was nearly killed by and unknown killer who was later found out to be Jane. Jane explains all the reasons behind her act to Neha who again left their home, warning Lucifer to never look for her until he publicly, using the entire media of communication to announce his b**m act and also renounce it.

After several attempt to get Neha back with the aid of the police and without following the procedure that Neha proposed that he use, he eventually finds out that Neha and Jane, as well as Vishnu, his employee who he initially thought is behind Neha’s attack have made a pact and then he had to plead for forgiveness one again before Neha decides to return to him for the last time.

Neha conceived and then gave birth to Storm and Leonard, whom she gave birth to, the same day Sally and Flora, as well as Vishnu and Jane married. Storm grew up to take after Neha’s competitive spirit, while Leonard grew up to take after Lucifer’s secretive and b**m act, but Lucifer and Neha were able to detect the b**m act of Leonard and quickly guides him out of it.