Gulf sat on the cold floor for sometime as he breathed evenly, is cheeks flushed red as his blood flowed downward. Damn, That was scary. He literally killed me. He never thought someone he saved, would kill him instead. How could anyone do that ? Why did I save him that night ? Couldn't I just leave him there, dead? Gulf knew in his heart even though he had a second chance ever, he would still save him, anyone for that matter.
He saw the glass plate pieces and food scattered everywhere on the floor. He brought his Hands on his knees, he rubbed his face slowly. I want to go home. Mum. Dad. Grace. Please help me. I never do this, but he drives me crazy god. So crazy. I hate him. So much.
Gulf in a very long time, sobbed. His tears formed in his eyes and flowed down his cheeks. "What the fuck...."
The rest of the day, Gulf laid on the bed thinking over the incident over and over again. Should he have shouted at the elderly woman ? He never did that, ever. But the situation took advantage of his temper and he couldn't just be calm. Somewhere down, he knew he shouldn't have been harsh on her. She was just doing her job. Gulf signed as he turned on his back, staring at the white ceiling.
He shouldn't have thrown the food, he never insulted food but he was angry, so much. He couldn't comprehend. Gulf felt guilty weirdly, Gulf! You're kidnapped! You're supposed to be fighting! Not guilty! Get a Grip!
The door unlocked and Gulf sat up on the bed, straight up. Pam entered with her eyes down, She had decided not to talk to Gulf, because no matter what, He would not understand the situation at hand unless Mew makes him understand, Also she was hurt the way Gulf spoke to her. She had started to get fond of him recently. She was doing just for Mew, her son.
Gulf looked at Pam, cleaning the mess with two other servants. She didn't speak a word but Gulf oddly wanted her attention, His eyes darted at her. Wanting to say something but not finding the right words. He stood up and walked towards them until the cuff stopped him, the sound of the metal made Pam stop and look at Gulf.
They looked at each other and Gulf could see the sadness in her eyes. He breathed deeply and took courage.
"Is there something you want ?" Pam asked.
Gulf shook his head. Pam nodded and started to work again, Gulf really wanted to say he was sorry but he couldn't do it. Pam and the other servants left the room shortly after. The room was empty and silent again. He sighed, flopping on the bed again.
Mew walked back and forth for the 20th time in his study now, thinking about what he just did. God dammit Mew! You nearly killed him! What the fuck were you thinking!! He saved you for Christ sake! and you did that to him !? Put yourself in his shoes first, it would be obvious to be violent in such situation.
Mew groaned at his actions, He heard a knock. He turned at the door. Pam entered with a small smile. Mew nodded at her.
"Lunch is served."
"Did he eat ?" Mew looked at her with crossed arms.
"No. "
Mew signed, He looked down. "Take the food to him, I will eat later. "
"Mew.." Pam interjected.
"Pam, Please. I know I am being persistent, and I am sorry for what happened earlier. I know things went out of hand and I am sorry. Lets not make him uncomfortable more than he is. I-I" Mew turned his back, controlling his emotions.
Pam ran her hand on his back softly, rubbing it softly. "You don't have to apologize. I didn't know he means so much to you. "
Mew turned towards her confused, "What do you mean ?"
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Dark Horses
FanfictionA story of two men whose lives taught different things in their own different way. Past made them two different individuals, One Black and One White. Yet are disguised to be dark horses, to rise from beneath unknown to others, to shine. Their turns...