"Hey you"
"Hey wait " i called again
I chased after the fellow who had been sprinting way off from me .
Its feet touched and detached from cemented road with in blinking moments .I lost the pace and it vanished .It wore a dark blue raglon sleeved kangaroo hoody with white overlaces from shoulder till waist , yet it shielded his/her countenace and exclusive featueres.
"Who was that"
I heard Dolls yelling from behind with frowned expression .
He missed the occurance as was engaged in chasing the shooter who also flew ." I dont know ,but catch that please ..."
I fell on my knees ,crying to him , covering my face with palms. My breath hypered and slowly i was vanishing .'Vanilla panting '
"Chaseeeeeee"!!!
I wake up and it is the 17th time the reason is same . The sorroundings of room is tooo quiet and dark except that hazel ligght that sharply lits at the edge of window . Slightly disturbed by the curtain . I can hear pounding at my head and my heart beats hip hoping at my fear .
I sit afraid for some while puzzled with the unrecognized identity of that hoody guy .
It all started the day i was shot .
That guy witnessed something
As I reach for the water bottle after snapping aloof from my thoughts , it falls on the floor as i jerk due to the sudden ring at my phone . I clutch it, swipe screen and found missed call from Dolls .
"Were i too loudly screaming seemingly audible till his home."I questioned to my innerself .
He reacted casual yet asking me if that was the same dream .
I replied positive .
"Is there any fact of this dream,the point behind it? " asked he with the same tone .
"I have no idea about the human yet i am without doubt about him/her discovering my immortal self that day "
He keeps shut so i continue...
"He /she have seen me shot with those bullets and surviving unaffected."
It was a rarely occupied street at the back of my small villa on the outskirts of the city ..hence there is no fear for me about anyone else witnessing the incident .
It was just Dolls , me, that shooter and the unknown hoody fellow .
That shooter escaped tooo and later was found dead .That is a different enigma of my life that i left unsolved for later.
Dolls hears me well and consoles me for a while before disconnecting the line .
I lie down on my king sized bed staring the ceiling of my room trying not to fall asleep terrorised by recent nightmare which basically is a past misshappening .
True to me that i do not possess any deluging fear about that person yet i am ironical towards revealing my true identity before anyone . Its a haunting thought that keep revolving on the axis of my basic fear.
Morning chase over the night and light hits me through chink in the curtain smashing my sleeping self . I was not an early riser but circumstances built me one .
Morning rays are the best cup of unmade tea to enjoy and that chirring of birds on a chunked stem is the best alarm .
I wake up , finished morning workout plus routine and made my bag pack , but the grip of my fingers around its starp loosen and it slips and falls unfurling things on floor mate . I come on my knees and pick nothing but her photo . Her beautiful smile escaped through her shining and soothing face . She surely was the reincarnation of the godesss of moon favouring earth by stepping down on it to love me as similar to selene(the goddess of moon) loved Endymion .
A shining tear rolls down my face's cheeky part , treasured memories in my heart hit veins of my brain and my blood freeze sheding water inside my body . I clutch my tibialis anterior by snaking my hands around, while double folding my legs and keeping my chin on my knees .
My ters feel communicating me as of asking me allowance to run out from my heavy eyes .Crying is never my cup of tea yet her little things cause devastating floods around my orbs .It is a prison of memories that i am trapped in after her . I keep it off as if nothing occured to me . I feel alone and perpetually will even if i found her again still she was not mine . She has departed from this universe to her heavenly abode but her brown orbs meddled with those well led lids over the edge of her eye pits still shine that same as if she hides omnipotance .only i can feel them .
She left me half and persistently i feel complete with this half . Realistice conditions of my life snatched her from me .
I turn photo with shaky hold and re read through blurry eyes filled with her love that i misss .
"" they say memories are golden
Well may be that is true
I never wanted these memoriesI only wanted u.
A million times i needed u
A million times i cried .
If love alone could have saved u
U never would have died
In life i loved u dearly
In death i love u still
In my heart u hold a place no one could ever fill.
Since u'll never be forgotten
I pledge to you today.
A hollowed place within my heart is where u will always stay.
If teras could make a stareway
Amd heartache could make a lane
I'd walk the path to heaven and bring u back again.
unknown.------Hey everyone! Very short chapter because of the other stuffs i was engaged in . Hope i would be able to make this story enjoyable for you all.😘
The updates will be every saturday .
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