Carolina's POV (From Hell) There are no timelines in Hell for I'm the unlimited invincible force to reckon and beckon. Satan is in authority but in his absence I take the charge to pour sense into the little devil's roaming around with a vibration of an independent soul. I hate it and so does, the lord of hell. Hell is about codependency on each other; empowerment is destructive coping mechanism around here. We don't preach or teach; we probe and lead to a highly classified mission of ruining the lives of those who caused us to descend at the lower level. The pitch dark web is our prison to initiate the activities of explosive thoughts and nightmarish emotions into the earthly humans we detest. I rarely see the reflection of my charred face in the mirror; it's spooky and ruthless. At times, I crawl and crib to the magical flying beasts in the chambers, storing endless wrath. They're not long or amusing; they're power boosters rising from the fire like volcanic eruption. Sometimes,
Carolina's POV (From Hell) Closure! 'What are these earthly creatures talking about?' I mused, eyeing the devils lingering around the foggy atmosphere. The realm has been freezing lately and it's impossible to step out to take a look. I sat in my chambers, staring at the mirror displaying the happy faces from Derena's wedding. It stunned me to know that the residents up in the fire have been keeping tabs on the two pathetic lovers and have given them a combined name. They have divulged from having a secretive live-in relationship to an official wedding taking the vows of sickness and health. It disgusted me to discover the insomniac's sleep cycle tattered. I ablaze the flames from beneath. They scattered in flickering venomous fireflies before they went off and the realm got covered in a silence as murky as the daunting night of our souls lurking over one another. This humbug of promises are making me itchy and edgy. 'What do they have that I don't? How did this life became so fair f
Night! Stars, breeze, and Serenity are what I used to describe this one time of the day, some years ago. But today as I walk on the Brooklyn Bridge, in this starry night, I realize that the only word I should always use is Sleepless. No sleep is what defines me. Weird much! But it is how I have ended up with my crazy ass of life. Or wait! 'Is it even a life?' A life where I lay on the bed in the night, and stare at the ceiling like a person who had been playing the Mannequin Challenge. The only difference being there is no music but the loud thumping of my broken heart.The cool wind managed to hit me hard across my face, as I scanned the beautiful bridge; the space between the cable suspension giving a clear view of the water underneath it whereas the moon does not fail to shine in it. And it is when I remembered the one person who entered my distorted life two years ago, but today even she was not present beside me.‘And who was I supposed to blame?’ Myself! My fate! Or Serena! The
Two years agoI never gave it a thought that jogging in the moonlight can be so relaxing. As I ran on this bridge, I feel like, with every step I move on, a part of me forgets the traumatic experiences.Usually, being a morning runner, I make it a habit to at least run for an hour or so before I begin my hectic day. But for some reason today morning, I felt myself laying in the bed rather than doing my chores.Now, when the day got over and it was time for people to drift into the peaceful slumber, I decided to get rid of my worries. Not that it was something permanent but maybe for a while, I will get over the harsh memories. Or I should say my own past personality which was the sole reason for this loneliness and constant throbbing in my chest.The wind slapped me hard on the face, and taking it as a cue, I pulled up my hoodie over my head, running faster and stronger. I didn't know what I was trying to achieve then. All I knew was that I was running away from the reality which was
Warmness! Swept right into me when I held Nathaniel's hand in mine. It was something I was missing since the second Serena declared her decision to step out of my life and my home. After spending several minutes with him, I couldn't make myself strong enough to leave him, unguarded. Let's just accept it that after being dependent on someone for keeping me calm I no longer can accept this sudden loneliness. And I knew I can't abandon Nathaniel. He doesn't have a shelter to live in this cruel world. Maybe, now I can save someone's life like Serena saved mine. ‘But then if she saved me from my demons of solitude, then why did she think pushing me back into those doors again was sensible? Why?’‘Why?’ One word that held so many answers. Only, if she’ll even consider me worthy enough to explain her actions. I guess I was a material to get discarded without even being used. ‘Isn’t it weird the outside world thinks that only girls get messed up in relationships but here, look at me, I’ve bec
Flashback ContinuedIf it was anyone in my situation currently, I was sure they were going to use the word, "Shock" to describe this sudden assaulting kiss. But since I am not an ordinary man, but a simply complicated and an extreme downright confusing person, I will say I am "Clean Bowled" with this stranger girl's audacity to kiss a mere stranger whom she has met just few hours back.Never for once in my entire day, err scratch that it should be the entire life I thought that someone will just leave me speechless with this frustrating as well as seductive kiss.It wasn't actually seductive but a very warm kiss, which was being given to me by this spoilt brat who was completely dissolved in my lips or that's what I felt when I felt her licking my lips with her tongue.I still stood deep rooted on my spot while Serena's hands now went behind my head pulling my hair a little. I didn't know why I was so caught up in the moment that my brain refuse to function so did my body.Thus, when
The morning rays touched my face alerting me of the another day. I straightened my body for a while gawking at the ceiling but then as realization dawned on me that this was the first morning In these two years when I was alone on my bed. As I felt that loneliness caging me, small hands wrapped themselves around me. Nathaniel!! My mind reminded me of my companion now and as I turned to look down at his petite frame hugging me on my side, I felt my heart clenching in pain. My hands raised on their own to caress the little boy's head as a feeling of belongingness surrounded me. A connection that was gone was resurfacing. I don't know why I felt so much connected to him but I was glad that he was here near me, in my time of agony otherwise I was sure last evening, that alcohol will only become my friend now but now that I have someone to take care of, I think I can last a little while without it. "Hey little bud. Good morning". I greeted him as he lazily opened his eyes, rubbing them.
The amount of anger that was radiating from my body, I was sure it was enough to terrorize anyone but Serena! She just stood there unaffected smiling at my Nathan as if she had known him all her life.She knew I was burning holes in her face, but the audacity of this woman always left me in state of shock. If I will have to rate my own yelling, I will definitely rate it as the world scariest yelling, but Serena just remained unfazed by me. Like I didn't affect her now in any way!Can this really be possible in one night? Was my love so weak that she had managed to throw me out of her life in every way possible to not even flinch at my angry tone?My body was becoming stiff with every second, not because I felt any love for at the moment but because of the fear. Fear that she might just take my Nathan away from me! And I was sure if she decides to become a hurdle in my way now, she will face the worst that she could have ever imagined.She left me hanging, and I bared that but I will n