His Saved Slave

*Leila p.o.v The hostel was chaotic. All the girls were running out of the corridors. The fire caught the whole place. My heart was racing at a fast pace. I didn’t know how to run out of this room. I didn’t even know if I will live today or burnt down with this building.My head was pounding as the smoke was going in my nostrils. I covered my nose with my hands coughing badly. I can feel it the smoke was making it hard to breathe. My eyes were red, I didn’t want to cry. I didn’t want to lose my will power, I didn’t want to give up. But I think my time has come… I will be dead here. I shouted for help, I cried. I heard everyone leaving the building… The cries of girls, I did cry for help. But no one heard my plea. I can see the flames in the corridor. I can see my death in front of my eyes. AND, I gave up‼! Should I want to live? There is nothing out there for me to live for… Only my soul. Does this life mean a

*Third-person p.o.v Leila was feeling as if it's the demise of her entity and the whole world was falling apart.Those words from her brother snatched the light of her life, she didn't only lose her sensed but she lost a part of herself. Leila was unable to understand her feelings. She wants to cry, she wants to shout and grieve to let all the pain out from her heart but the tears were frozen in the lake of her eyes. The banks of this lake were iced as her heart was frozen. But if her heart is iced! Why is she feeling the hell in her heart? This burning to let go of her loved ones who too much to handle. She fainted three times, Anna was beside her... Cara was also taking care of her but she wanted her mother... Her mother whom embrace was snatched from her by fate. Fate is not measurable but she didn't think that God will take her parents away from her... She never was worried about anything in her life. Her life was so perfect. But this storm destroyed everything,

*Leila p.o.vIt's been a week. I can not believe that I am still fine and I am taking breaths. I thought my life would be ended after the death of my parents. I was feeling like all the things in the world stopped... But I was wrong, everything was as normal as it was before; nothing stopped and nothing changed. Yes, the people, I loved the most left me. The space they left in my heart would never be filled by anyone or any means... My brother was taking care of me. But he also has to left for work. Cara was beginning so str age with me. She doesn't talk to me. She gave me food in my room but she never said any kind words to me. Yes, I confine myself in my room but it was not working for me. AND I don't know for how long I would cage myself in my room!!! I cried and cried for hours but I got nothing... My mind starts accepting the fact that my parents will not come back. I have to admit this fact.It is difficult to say but I have to move on... I have to get ba

Leila p.o.vThe Next DayI saw the orange and lemon shine of the sun rays creaking from the light blue sky. I was standing outside the door of my house. Danny and Cara were also waiting for the cab to arrive so they can leave for the airport. Cara was looking so annoyed, she didn't talk to me or even say a single word.All our luggage was placed outside our house. Danny has locked the door, he gave me the key. They will leave before me, I will deliver the key to the dealer of the house.I never thought it would be my last time seeing my brother, I packed my stuff last night because we have to leave the house early in the morning... My bags were all set as I was also ready to leave my house. Did I argue about it anymore or try to convince my brother?No, I didn't try. It was of no use. My brother has already made up his mind. He was not looking into my eyes because he knows, he will see so many unanswerable questions in my eyes. He didn't want to face these q

Three Months Later...Leila p.o.vI ran past a few giggling girls from the corridor. The hostel is so chaotic, I don't know what is going on? I just came back from my drama class. The girls look more than happy before and my life was not affected by anything happening around me... Yes, it's been months, AND I was right. I am left alone. No one from the people, I used to call family and friends even tried to know that if I am alive or dead.I overlooked all the things scurrying around me and ignored them. Because my head was preoccupied with the thoughts of my past life. I tried to forget everything that happened to me but It was of no use as I try to disregard these things, something reminds me of it with extra force.As for now I heaved a deep sigh and look at the sixth room in the corridor, it is my hostel room.For the past months, this is my life. I wake up early, do some exercise and get ready for college, after the classes end I come back here, eat lun