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My heart sank.I was supposed to be happy. I searched for that joy and excitement that should have come with hearing this wonderful news.“We are leaving in six minutes,” He glanced at his wristwatch, with a fixed grim look on his face he turned. Scream Cleopatra. Jump Cleopatra. Yell out loudly Cleopatra. Instead, I asked, "Why?” My voice was strained with tears. He halted. Time flowed through us. He didn't utteCLEOPATRA The voice sounded familiar. Time stood still. I lifted my head. “Aunt?" My voice came out light and bubbly. My eyes danced. My hands clasped on my chest. It was her. Flesh and blood. Standing right before me. She narrowed her eyes and tilted her head slightly."Is that you? Cleopatra?” she squinted, pointing her hands at my face. Her face was wrinkled with creases. Her hair had turned salt and peppered. Her hands were callous and crooked. My mouth fell open."Aunt!!!” I mumbled and pulled her into my embrace. Her body felt warm in my hands.“Aunt, How have you been?" I asked and held her face in my hands. My eyes scrutinized her slowly, taking in the new form before me. She was getting old. Her eyes had turned brown and her lashes were white. It was just a few months. I have stayed away from her for just a few months and she has become too old.“Aunt, What happened?"
CLEOPATRA My heart sank.I was supposed to be happy. I searched for that joy and excitement that should have come with hearing this wonderful news.“We are leaving in six minutes,” He glanced at his wristwatch, with a fixed grim look on his face he turned. Scream Cleopatra. Jump Cleopatra. Yell out loudly Cleopatra. Instead, I asked, "Why?” My voice was strained with tears. He halted. Time flowed through us. He didn't utter a word. My chest raced.Over time, staying with him has made me love his presence. And just when I had loved him and everything he represented he wanted to drive me away.“I don't want you to get hurt.." came his terse reply and he walked away. I fell back on the bed, tears clogged my throat. I gathered myself up and left to freshen up. I took my bath, picked the bag and strode out of the room. I met him in the living room, he was having a phone call.“
VALENTINE "Speak!! Speak, you snitch,” I picked a few strands of his hair and drew his hair back."Fine. Fine. But you will save me from him…” he spoke with difficulty, his chest rose and fell. Trying to strike a deal with me, huh? His face was covered in blood so I couldn't get a clear reading of his expression."Okay, Go on,” I let his hair go. His chest rose and fell. Blood glided down his nose, dripping on the floor."It…" A sharp sound rang in the air swallowing up his voice and the rest of his words. Another one followed. And then again. And again. The environment became silent. I couldn't hear his ragged breath. Not anymore. His body remained still. His body was now covered in blood which flowed out like water. His head was still bent over his shoulder but he was lifeless. I snapped my head around to see Rossetti blowing off the tip of his short gun, his face had a satisfying
VALENTINE His eyes glowered. He pummeled his hands hard on the snooker table. The balls rattled.“A rat huh?" The corner of his lips cracked in a smirk. He strode down to the meeting room. The entire mob was assembled.The made men, soldiers and guards stood with confused looks on their faces. I ran a quick scan across the room. All I saw were hardened faces with bloodshot eyes. “I want reports from every unit. Present the reports of the movement of every member to my desk before noon," Rossetti hollered, the veins on his neck throbbed. His voice echoed through the wall.“You can all go," He dismissed them with a wave. There was heavy shuffling of feet and each one began to troupe out. I sighed out loud. A sigh of dissatisfaction. “Is that it?" I quipped, my eyes boring into his dark eyes. “If there is a rat, then it would be hunted down," He remarked.“That would take a lot of time, Rossetti. T
CLEOPATRA “Stay down,” Valentine's yell rushed into my ear as a quick bullet grazed through my right arm before he pulled me down. I dropped down on his body. I placed my hands over his chest. I felt a sticky substance on his body. It had a thick copper smell.“Valentine?" My eyes widened. He was bleeding profusely from his chest.“Shhh!!" He rasped and pushed himself up with a grunt. He poked his head out through the shattered window. He lowered himself after a while. He was breathing hard as he lifted himself from the ground dragging me alongside.“Valentine, You are bleeding," My voice was hinged with alarm. He chuckled. His eyes lit as he tossed his head backwards."You are bleeding too, Daredevil,” He gestured at the graze on my arm."It was just a graze. Come on, I'll fix this,” I held his arm and dragged him to the bed and pulled out the first aid kit. I took out the cotton wool a
VALENTINE I was still in doubt when every pointer was at Margaret. The account details she scribbled out in the piece of paper had exactly the same writing as the one Marcelo picked from the store. The attacker was able to get in through the store so probably she helped him into the house. Now the bigger question that still hung unanswered was: Who gave the order? Margaret had bluntly refused to utter a word. She had claimed she didn't see their faces but they had threatened to hurt her mother if she failed to help them out. I watched Cleopatra's lashes flutter gently. Watching and holding her made my heart skip a beat. I felt crazy emotions come to life. They surged through me and made me want to have her within my space every minute. Each time these crazy emotions which I can't explain rear up, a subtle pinch of fear ignites sending shivers running across my entire system. I would lose her. Fe







