A defeated sigh escaped my shivering lips. Until now I hadn't realized, my body had frozen hearing Serena's side of story. 'She chose me over her parents,' I repeated several times in a row in my head. Refreshingly, it comforted me regardless of the lies she smashed on my face. I assumed it was a year and half then when she made the choice but still she hid it from me. What was I supposed to make out of this in my paranoid and distrusting state? "They wanted me to leave you because they knew about Carolina being involved with you. They contacted my mother, and she somehow reached me. At first, I was terrified, mad, rageful towards her for ruining my entire life in a blink. She didn't told me about my deceased sister then, thus I wasn't aware about your or Carolina's past. Do you remember, during our stay in the second year, for few days I avoided going to hotel?" Her explaination made some sense here, but her query left me in a frazzled state. I simply nodded not knowing, what happen

The breakup was harsh reality check to her disoriented personality which had become thornier than it had been all these years. Having no other choice, I implored, "Just leave her, will you?" "You want me, then take my life but leave all of them. See, she is bleeding. She needs treatment". My eyes stung with tears as I begged her to have some mercy on us. "Please leave us!" Ana and Allison cried together. I wanted to hug them and tell them, that all will be fine but I was held captive by a "You all also like her?" She shouted or more like yelled, and before anyone can knew it, she fired straight on Stephanie's left side; directly on the heart. She cried in pain, but words didn't come out of her mouth due to the tape, but I can hear her sobs. And soon, her sobs died too as her body gave up. "Clap! Clap! Daddy's gun killed one person. Yayyy. I win. I win." She started to jump up and down, enjoying in her glory while we were not able to understand any thing. She was a psycho, and fro

Ashes. Darkness. Plight. Guilt to the point where I felt it's right to hurt myself and drown in drugs surrounded me for the next few days. I had no idea who founded me at the construction site or who brought me home. What I knew was I'd been a horrible son and brother and I dont deserve to live when I've snatched away the lives of my siblings. The funeral has been held yesterday and even if it's not funny, it appeared funny that the entire town came to visit me offering their condolences. The site had been huge work of the government or so they said, and apparently whatever went on there has been converted into the national gossip for the next few days and since, I was the only one to be rescued, I'd been in the public radar. An ordinary playboy suddenly became the man of the hour fulfilling the duties of the son who couldn't die a peaceful death. I don't sleep. I don't eat. I do drugs. I lay hollow staring at the ceiling waiting for the sun to rise and set but I don't wait for any

There's a moment when everything appears to be plain and there's a day when it's a mess filled with pity and symp[athy of what has happened; the trauma of the past hovers over and over again and there's nothing left to be said or done for the inevitable has taken place. I knew I was contained in my grief, but this overwheming sorrow could turn into a murderous attempt, this I've never given it a thought, but as I came to my senses, the first thing I did was to whisper her name, "Serena." It wasn't Carolina whom I was ready to kill, my mind has conjured up her image in this poignant state where I couldn't differentiate between the right and wrong but I only it had to end. "Serena!" I called again with remorse caging me that I lost control over myself and allowed myself to be taken away by the demons of the girl who scarred me to the point where I saw nothing but maddening need to revenge. I was ashamed but it was a partia;l feeling; the consta

I walked into the tunnel of seclusion, darker than charcoal, deeper than the rabbits hole and if I sensed that enormous feeling then it was horrific than a haunted house. Yet, I kept ambling, unaware of my final destination or a blueprint of life. I couldn't spot a thing at first while I felt my throat being dry but there was no pain inside me like my body was used to since years. It felt as if I was granted purgatory in the most wildest sense. It made sense only to me and to no one else for it was my solitary hole to crumble or repair on my own. But then suddenly a flash of light fell on my face blinding my vision. I stepped closer to the light and a big smile came on my lips.There stood my family of five. I ran towards them to hug them, but they seem to be so far, yet so close."Mom!" I cried trying to reach out to her but she was shaking her head in denial. I couldn't comprehend the reason of this denial."I miss you, Dad. Mom, I want to be with you all. Don't leave me. Take me w