IRIS
The kiss was not soft and passionate rather it was rough and was dominated by Tristan.
Why was I kissing him back? I have no answer to this question. But this kiss was answering all the unheard and asked questions.
We both were pouring in all our emotions. The emotions that dominated his side was betrayal and the emotion that dominated my side was pain. Immense pain!
The kiss was raw and hard but still there were the fire works. His hands roamed my body and shockingly I didn't feel disgusted. My had tightly grip his hair as if I was worried he would disappear.
None of us needed oxygen at that moment. We were each other's oxygen.
Suddenly Tristan bit my lower lip drawing some blood and a moan escaped my mouth. My back arched and I could not deny I was completely aroused by that moment. Our eyes met ones and I could see even his eyes were clouded with l
IRIS"Mio fiore."My heart stopped beating at that moment. His eyes shinned with unshed tears. He looked at me as if he was trying to read me. His hands were bleeding and I could see a few pieces of glass piercing through his skin.I need to help him. My legs worked automatically as I rushed to his lavish bathroom to find a first aid kit. I soon found one near the sink.I rushed back to the room to see him facing towards the window. The blood looked like a black tar falling on the floor painting the pool of vicious pain.I went to him as he turned and gave me a genuine smile. He looked at me from head to toe but it didn't make me feel disgusted. His glaze somehow made me feel protected."Sit down on the bed Tristan, let me bandage you. Your hand is bleeding badly.", I said to him.No reply, he just stood there watching me like a h
TRISTANDamn these headaches!I was woken up by a pounding headache and something teasing my nose, making me want to sneeze.My eyes fluttered open and the first thing I saw brought an automatic smile to my face, my love was sleeping soundly on my chest.I looked around to find that we were almost on the dead end of the bed. My legs were dangling down but magically Iris was able to coil herself over me in such a manner that her folded legs ended over my thigh and her legs were saved from dangling down. But not like her feet should have touched the ground.I just loved this feeling. Her small frame molding completely in my large frame. Some drool was coming out of her mouth. Maybe some people would find this disgusting but I found it adorable.The way her nose would twitch once a while and she would mutter something incoherent was just so cute.
THIRD PERSONThe man stood at the window of his office thinking about the possibilities.His mind went back to that angel. The way her thick brown locks fiercely cascaded down her back like a waterfall. The way her innocent hazel orbs looked at everything in that hall with awe. The way her plump pink lips would form a kissable pout when she won't understand something.It was beyond beauty.“You have committed a sin.", a small voice whispered in the back of his head.He let go of a dark chuckle as he licked his lips by remembering about that eventful night when he used her. If only he should have not killed her. He could have many more nights like that.“I did was she deserve. It was her faith."He stated to himself trying to cover his false deeds. But nothing was enough to cover that. Nothing
TRISTAN (SAME DAY)I got out of the bathroom and went to my walk in closet. I quickly dressed myself in some sweat pants and went to Iris' room to check on her.I slightly opened the door to take a sneak peek of her. I sighed as I found her cuddling with one of the pillows. I closed the door behind me and went downstairs."Sir!"I was stopped by the voice of my head chef. I whipped my head in his direction to find the cleaning team standing behind him."The cleaning staff is here. Should I send them to your room."He asked me and I nodded my head. Soon they all dispersed leaving my chef and me alone."Sir, what would you like for the breakfast?""You can take an off today. Infact all of you can take an off today.", I said the last sentence loud and clear.The chef eagerly nodded his head a
THIRD PERSON POVIris cautiously walked down the flight of stairs as a thought lingered in her mind. Her mind was not capable of registering it that she was trying to move on.Was it right for her to give Tristan another chance? Was it right to give herself a chance. Why was life so cruel to her? She didn't know if she deserved this chance. A part of her felt as if she was cheating on Tristan by not telling him the truth. How could he not realise that this was not the same Iris. Her Iris had wilted a long time ago.Could her life become better? It was then only that a rare bitter sweet memory of her childhood entered her mind.A six year old girl in battered cloth got down the dirty and broken staircase of her orphanage. She was very young but she was prudent for her age.“What do you mean by you won't adopt Iris?"
IRIS POVHow does it feel to be happy and sad at the same moment. I have no words to express myself at this moment. I feel numb. There is so much I want to express but I am incapable. How could God be this cruel. Did he deserve this faith?NoI don't know what to think at this moment. My heart is extremely sad but at the same time my brain is happy at inflicting pain on Tristan. But is that happiness worth?NoFather! Whom I have lost was my father figure. Fudge the father figure, he was my father. For him I was that daughter he could never have and I was more than happy to take that position.It feels like an atrocious joke is played on me by the Gods. Why does he hate me so much? Why he had to take all those who truly loved me?"Iris..."I could hear Tristan' voice in the background but it just merged wi
TRISTAN POVI sat next to Iris as quietly as possible. Her shoulders were shaking and I knew she was trying to suppress a sob."Let it go Iris. Don't hold yourself back. ", I whispered in her ear.As soon as these words left my mouth a sob escaped from her mouth. I wrapped my arm around her shoulder as she put her head on my chest. Her hair were sticking to her face due to sweat and tears. I moved those stubborn strands and tucked her hair behind her ears.I looked down at her. She looked to fragile at that moment. It felt like one wrong move could break her.I felt helpless at that moment. I could do nothing to ease her pain. I knew full well that somewhere I was even responsible. If only I could go back in time and change everything."Why everyone I love has to leave me? Am l that bad?", Iris shouted in frustration.I do
IRIS POVI sighed in content when I finally exited the doctor's cabin. Thank God it ended. I sat on a chair outside patiently waiting for him. Soon he walked out of the cabin while holding the medical prescription in his hand."Let's go home Iris.", he said as I eagerly nodded my head. God there was nothing more I want to do. I just want to cuddle with my pillow.No words were exchanged as we sat in the car. His jaw was clenched and his knuckles were turning white from holding the steering while to hard. I was afraid that he might break the steering wheel.God why are men such possessive species."I should not have let you go inside alone.", Tristan growled as he ran his hand through his hair for the hundredth time."It's okay Tristan.", I tried calming him."How the fuck you can say it's alright.", he roared making me fli