HADESYesterday I went to meet my father for the last time. I did not know that that meeting would be the last. I used to sleep every night with only this wish that the next morning I should get to see my father’s face but this time, it was completely different.I woke up this morning and first went to his room, then after not finding him there, I suddenly remembered that he is no more. It was dark in his room. I glanced at the study table where I always found him sitting. I found him here yesterday as well. He was sitting there, writing his diary. No matter how many times I see him, I am surprised to see him every time how my father has changed so much in a few days. By the time I was eight years old, my father was in very good health. But ever since he came to know the secret of my mother being an OCD patient, it was as if he had forgotten the address of happiness. He has since gone mad to give my mother all the happiness she deserves. My father also stopped my mother making cry
HADESWhen I first met her, I found her irritating. At first she covered the whole room with her scent, which completely suppressed my scent or should I say dominated? I felt the best of my fragrance when it was dissolved in hers. She came and tried to talk to me while I was busy with my work. But it was good that she waited for my work to finish. But then she started speaking in her thin voice, I was really fed up because I do not talk that much. I like peace, and the girl sitting in front of me was just the opposite. They say the opposite attracts… But it is not so at all. The person opposite you will only become the reason for your displeasure only. Just like her… But when I saw the fear in her eyes for every time when she was looking away, and by looking into her eyes, I realized her innocence. She was really the opposite of me. Her contrast with me did not draw me towards her but her innocence, the desire to fix me in her eyes, the fear she was trying hard to hide and and wh
Two years have passed since everything. Those two years, he finished them by sitting in a dark corner of the room. Eating only two times a day, he spent his time in breath and peace. He did not even want to talk to anyone. Looking at the sky completely silently gave him peace. Every time he saw the blue sky, he remembered only her. That freedom hidden in the sky always reminded him of her smile. There was such a decree in her smile that he used to feel peace whenever he received it. Whenever he closed his eyes, he could see her face. Beautiful. That was the only word that resonated in his mind and he smiled every time because of her. This time spent in prison was very different. A lot. And even today he was sitting at some corner of a room, waiting for the door to open. Because today he was about to get freedom from his punishment. He had to pay a two-year sentence and a fine because he tried to kill Nathaniel and Nathaniel was alive. He knew it. He knew that Alessandra cannot k
“Remove your jewelry.” He commanded, removing the wrist watch from his hand and putting it on the dressing table. When he looked at her through the mirror, he found her rooted to the spot. She was so scared that a simple task like moving became impossible for her. “Fucking do it, Alessandra!” He growled, making her flinch. She immediately started removing her earrings and necklace to put them near his wrist watch. Her feet came out of the heels as she was feeling pain due to them. He watched her, removing his jacket and throwing it on the couch. He slowly unbuckled his belt and her eyes widened when she turned around and saw him pulling it from his trousers. “I won’t use it tonight because my hands would be enough to keep you still.” He threw it next to the jacket. Her heartbeats quickened. “Y-you said you won’t do a-anything t-to me without m-my c-consent…” She started backing away when he started walking towards her. His eyes were still red, indicating that not even an ounce of
She was getting late. She needed to leave for the hospital. Today, she had to attend a patient and the time was passing fast. She took her bag and left her room while running her fingers through her short straight black hair. When she dipped her finger into her high volume hair, moisture engulfed her fingers. Her hair was still wet. She did not dry them up because she was getting late. Last night, she received the report of her next patient. She was reading about his information when she fell asleep. When she got up, she found it was already 8 o’clock and needed to reach the hospital by 9. She took almost half an hour under the cold shower. Combing her hair through her fingers, she was taking long strides towards her car. Meet Alessandra Irad, a psychiatrist. Since childhood, she has been fond of studying the human mind. She wanted to read every decision of a human being about why he does what he does. Why a person is sad, why he is angry, why he cries, why he hates or loves—she
ALESSANDRAAs I was completely lost in him, in his face and especially in his eyes, I could not find any way to come back. Yes, I was completely stuck in his beauty. Seriously? He does not even look like a killer, I swear. “Hi,” I said in a small voice but it was firm. Meeting such patients was my work so I did not find it difficult to communicate with him. He is a killer. I mean, ‘was’ a killer. But I was not afraid of him. Ahem! My subconscious utters and I want to correct myself. So, I am afraid of him a bit but that does not mean I will show him. No way, I was here to assist him, so I could help him in getting better. But by showing my discomfort and fear, I did not want to make him feel guilty. Also, he is a patient so my behavior has a great impact on him. I have to behave nicely and normally with him. He does not say anything but just gives me a curt nod. Excuse me? I am not your subordinate who will receive your curt nods for any damn answer of question! But I chose to
ALESSANDRAThe time was over now and I was relieved. Thank God, I was leaving. Thankfully, today I was lucky because I was troubled by this person a lot but at last I was leaving. He is only beautiful in appearance, otherwise this person is very arrogant. Neither does he know how to talk well nor does he answer anything properly. Sometimes he does not even answer my question. I was dumbfounded many times. Literally many times. But I was happy that I was free now. “How was your day, huh?” Arabella asked me as soon as I came out. “Not bad.” I scrunched up my nose. “He’s kinda arrogant.” I added, shrugging my shoulders. Sorry, but I could not keep it to myself. If he is arrogant then I am going to tell everybody that my patient is arrogant and does not even reply to me. Sometimes he even insults me by ignoring my questions. “After all he’s got an Apollo face!” She giggled at her own joke. I rolled my eyes. It was not that funny, right? “Ah, did I say something wrong?” She stopped lau
ALESSANDRA“So how was your day today?” Mom asked me as soon as I put my glass back on the table. “Berrer…” I sighed. She chuckled, “It’s better, not berrer…” She rolled her eyes and giggled when I did the same. But there was a difference. She did while pronouncing my accent while I rolled my eyes because I was a bit annoyed by this. She was teasing me. “So, how did your day go on better?” I saw excitement in her eyes. “He behaved nicely and normally today. I noticed that today he was not numb and even talked to me.” I shrugged my shoulders, behaving like nothing affected me but to be honest, I was so happy today. I was happy because once again I was successful in my case. “Well, I believed in you from the very beginning. I knew that just like you take care of other patients, you will heal this one too.” She grinned and I could not help but fall flat on her smile. Her smile is too young and beautiful. I love it when the skin around her eyes crinkle when she smiles heartily. It i