Your Second Chance

33| Emptiness

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                                                        Chapter 33

                                                       Emptiness     

                        

NISH POV

 

                          That night, the night when she left me…I took off determined to find her. But she was nowhere to be found. I had called all her friends, even rats had no idea where she was, I searched for her in the streets, hoping that she would catch my eye but she wasn’t there. I shook my head trying to not think about that horrifying moment when I realized that she had truly gone. I picked up a bottle of alcohol from the coffee table and took a huge gulp.

                          Everyday when I would miss her and be upset I knew nobody would be here to listen to my cries, I was alone in this apartment, an apartment which had stopped being my home months ago. Home would be where she was, a place where people cared for you. Here, I was all alone. May had gone, and with her went my heart, and now, I was left with just a void in my heart and an aching emptiness in my soul that could not be filled with anything anymore. It was almost as if she had taken a part of my soul along with her, I wasn’t complete anymore. I had stopped smiling months ago.

                          My life without her, was meaningless, I was living in a nightmare. In the past six months I had done absolutely nothing except worrying about her. My friends came home to try and cheer me up, they tried to make me realize that she was gone and I should try to move on, tried to set me up with girls but when I looked at them the only thing that ran in my mind was how these girls weren’t even comparable to my sweet sweet may.

                          I missed her, with every fiber of my being. I took another gulp from the bottle and laughed humorlessly to myself, in the past few months I had tried to drown my sorrows in this stupid bottle, and it did work though, for a very short span of time, until something reminded me of her, which wasn’t a rare occasion I might add.