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Stacy

Stacy sat on a metal chair near the reception area. Her brown eyes were a bit red from all the crying she had done in the past few days. She had always taken pride in the fact that she never made wrong decisions in her life but now she could no longer claim that. She was wearing a fitted white skirt suit and her blonde hair was in a neat bun. She should have felt confident but as she sat there waiting for Jonathan to come she couldn’t help but feel nervous.She had joined Jonathan’s company only with one goal in her mind which was to create a place for herself; she didn’t have the intention of falling for Jonathan. But the more she saw him interacting with his employees, the more she began to like him. He genuinely cared for her welfare and at that time she didn’t realize that what she had was mere infatuation. Things accelerated quickly after their drunken kiss, she fell for him even more never realizing that he would never love her back. It didn&rsqu

Words Of Wisdom

Jonathan sat in Liza’s room, stroking her hair. It had been a week since Stacy had visited. Even though he had broken things off with Stacy he couldn’t help but cringe when he remembered. Stacy was definitely an attractive and intelligent woman, but she was nothing compared to his Liza. He wondered why he had ever started fooling around with Stacy when he had the woman he loved the most waiting for him at their home. He loved everything about her, her smile, the way she laughed when she found something funny, the way she blushed, her habit of sniffing him, or how she bit her lip when she was nervous. He was in love with every single trait of her. There was no part of Liza which he didn’t love. She consumed him completely. He couldn’t even remember a single reason why he did all those things with Stacy. He wondered if he could ever forgive himself for the mistake he made. ‘No’, he thought to himself ‘It wasn’t a mistake it was a sin tha

Proposals

Jonathan had been right when he assumed that he wouldn’t be able to sleep even if he wanted to. The bed in his room was way more comfortable than the dingy hospital chair but still, he felt edgy while sleeping on it. It felt too wide and too empty without Liza beside him. He sighed and sat up, his back hitting the pillows arranged behind him. He glanced at the box of letters warily. He knew that once he started reading them, there will be no going back. It was true that he had read many of the letters before, but at that time he was trying to know how Liza felt but now reading those letters were a form of penance for him. A way to punish himself for hurting Liza. He picked up a random letter gingerly and opened it. Just by looking at the handwriting, he knew that it was from one of those times when Liza was really happy, from the time when he hadn’t messed up his life. There was a sway in her writing, he remembered how Liza’s handwriting changed with her moods. Whe

Magic

Jonathan folded the letter he was reading and picked up another one. It looked almost green in the golden light shining above him. He leaned back and rested his head on the Pillow as he shifted around to adjust himself. He had been reading the letters since the past three hours and yet he was not even close to finishing them. He discovered a new part of Liza every time he read a letter. He thought he knew Liza inside out but every time he read a letter he came to know something new about her. He wondered if she would have ever given him those letters if he hadn’t found them by mistake. He propped himself up on his elbows, making the mauve sheets crinkle beneath him, and started reading the letter,“24th February 2014To Jonathan,I am sorry Jonathan for being the way that I am. It’s been such a long time since we have gotten together and I am still not able to open up about my past. It’s difficult for me to talk abou

Breaking Point

‘16th November 2015To JonathanYou are killing me, Jonathan. I can’t bear it any longer; I am at my breaking point. What have I done to deserve this? I have tried everything, done everything to bring you back to me but you distance yourself more with every effort I make. You rarely smile at me now, hell I rarely see you now. Either you are at the office or you are away on your ‘business trip’ and it kills me to know that every second that you are away from me you are getting closer to her.My nightmares have gotten worse now since you are never there to fend them away from me. I wake up to an empty bed and an empty house every day. I don’t even find any sign to know that whether you came back to home last night or not. I miss you, Jonathan. Where did that old Jonathan go? The one who used to love me endlessly, the one who used to hold me while I slept, or the one who kissed me awake. It’s been so long since I have slept in yo

Your House

Jonathan was sleeping on the small plastic chair beside Liza. His hand was still holding Liza’s hand as if she would somehow vanish in thin air. His shirt was rumpled and his hair was a mess. He had spent his whole day waiting for Liza to wake up. He had refused to move from his place beside Liza for even a moment. As the day passed and Liza made no sign of waking the light in his eyes began to dim little by little and his heart grew a little less hopeful. It was around the time when he was dreaming of holding Liza in his arms once again, that the heart rate monitor began to go crazy. All those green little lines which held Liza’s life began to go haywire. Jonathan jolted awake, his eyes flickering to the machine which gave him hope that Liza was still alive. He panicked as it beeped in frenzy and rushed to call the doctor.It is said that Light travels faster than sound, however, when Liza woke up she first heard the consistent beeping of the machine first, the k

No Choice

“You said yes!!!” Alice shriek as she helped Liza put on her shirt. “How can you go back to that house Liza? How can you go back there after what he did to you?”. “I didn’t have an option Alice. You are going to Paris for your conference soon and I am not allowed to live on my own for another three weeks “Liza replied. “I would have stayed with you Liza, I would have missed that damn conference,” Alice said.“I know Alice but I can’t ask you to do that. I know how important this conference is for you and how excited you were about going to Paris”. Liza replied“It’s not more important than you. My brother has already ruined your life. If we hadn’t become roommates, there was a chance that you wouldn’t have met him. It’s partly my fault too Liza” Alice said as tears filled her eyes. Alice had never felt ashamed of being Jonathan’s sister even for a moment bu

A House Is Not A Home

The drive to Jonathan’s house was spent in tense silence with Jonathan stealing secret glances at Liza. The beautiful white double storied house came into view as they rounded around the corner. Jonathan stopped the car and turned off the engine. He went around to Liza’s side to open the gate for her but before he could do it for her, she had already opened it and had begun to step out of it. She was struggling to step out due to the plaster in her hand and ankle. Just two more weeks and then it will be off, she thought. Jonathan touched her ankle in an attempt to help her to lift it out of the narrow foot space of the car, but as soon as he touched it Liza jerked it off. Her face was expressionless and her eyes were as cold as chilly arctic wind.“At least let me help you with it,” Jonathan said, Liza paused her shuffling for a minute before trying to lift it out for one last time before simply nodding and giving him a ‘go ahead’ look. Tak

I Am Done

Jonathan knocked on Liza’s door, on receiving no answer he cracked the door open only to find her sleeping. He entered the room, closing the door gently behind him, and sat beside her. Liza’s hair was splayed over the pillow and her eyes were fluttering behind her closed eyelids, a small smile graced her lips and he wondered what she was dreaming about,’ certainly not about you’ his inner self poke. Suddenly her smile disappeared and her breathing became labored and within seconds she began screaming and thrashing. Jonathan shook her “Liza, it's fine. It’s alright baby. It is just a nightmare. You are alright Liza. I am here, I am always with you baby.” He soothed her. After a few minutes of soothing Liza’s nightmare had died down and she was once again asleep peaceful. Jonathan had forgotten how horrible Liza’s nightmares had been. He regretted letting her spend so many nights alone, letting her battle with these nightmares alon

Out

After Jonathan’s failed attempt to seek an apology, Liza had spent most of her time locked up in her room. Jonathan hadn’t heard a single sound from her and honestly, Liza’s silence terrified him more than her words. It was nearly 9 pm when Jonathan knocked on Liza’s door. ’Um….hey Liza, I know you don’t want to even hear my voice and that you hate me right now but please eat something. It is time for you to take your medicines.” he said through the door. Liza didn’t give any response so Jonathan knocked again “Come on Liza, I know that you are angry but it is not the way to deal with issues between. Just eat your dinner and I won’t even bother you.” He was once again met by silence. “Come on Liza open the fucking door” he shouted through it and knocked it again and again, till Liza opened the door.Liza’s hair was disheveled, her eyes had red rings around them as if she had been crying

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