desire || tom h [onhold]

𝑷𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒓𝒂 𝑩𝒐𝒙

Or at least he thought he did....

"What on Earth do you think your doing???!" A sudden yell shook him from his thoughts as he stumbled backward, falling hard onto the concrete road.

Closing his eyes, he let a tear trickle down his face as an unfamiliar silhouette bent down to him.

"Hey...I know you...." whispered the random stranger as Tom tried keeping his eyes open but to no avail. The vigour in him left him years ago, leaving him weak and lonely.

"Please wake up...Tom..."

His eyes shot up while a rather accustomed face came into view. His breathing took a pause. His eyes met her worry some ones while he let out a light chuckle.

"So now its your turn to save me?"

"Will you shut up? Are you crazy? What were you even thinking???"

"I was thinking to just end my life so thank you so much for stopping me." He replied sarcastically while pulling himself away from her.

"And aren't you grateful" she spited but he looked away.

"No I'm not... Because I wanted to end it!"

Leaving her speechless she scoffed while pulling his arm "Dick, what's wrong with you? Because whatever it is, PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER!"

Nudging her away, he freed himself from her as his eyes focused on her auburn ones. He perceived her to be another one of his pitiful companions as he backed away.

"You think I haven't tried that? You think I bloody haven't tried that????!!!!" He yelled as his decibel frightened her but Dahlia composed herself before listening to him.

"You just don't get it Dahlia....You never will....Please just leave me alone...You think you've done me a favour...Instead you've just left me even more miserable..."

With drooping eyes and a slumped shoulders, Tom turned back as he plodded his way back only to be stopped by her voice again.

"I may not ever understand you. But I have my own pain and suffering which no-one would have dared to encounter in their life. It would be a lie if I said I haven't thought about giving up..." Chuckling she continued "But giving up just means you've accepted defeat. And I'm not the kind to accept defeat. From your eyes I can tell your a fighter too. So be a fighter. Even if your weak or strong, just fight knowing that even in your last breath you'll have the satisfaction of knowing that you endured the biggest challenge known to mankind- life."

Tom wasn't sure how to answer her so he took his leave while disappearing among the crowd.

Dahlia closed her eyes as her fingers gently touched the iced railing. Her presence felt dominating and powerful but who was she to fool herself? She's just a pathetic loser who'll die alone before she can even find her happiness. Her visions manifested as his dark, cold gaze settled in. She never thought a jerk like him could ever possibly have such dark intentions. But who was she to question it? This is life we're talking about. Mankind's enemy.

•~•

He walked and walked and walked....

Endlessly

He wasn't aware where he was nor did he care. Her words replayed in his mind like a tape recorder. Don't accept defeat....

"Stupid..." He muttered as the winds howled in the distance awakening the poor guy from his distraught thoughts...
"Her sentimental words mean nothing to me!" he blurted out to the thick flora while a rather uneasy feeling settled in him. Dahlia's words hurt him more than ever but more than her yelling, it was the pain knowing that she was right.

He had to fight. Maybe he wasn't ready too or maybe he was frightened as negative thoughts swirled around his head.

But worth giving it a shot.

~

"Yes sir." Her uninterested and tedious voice filled the room as a rather satisfied smile played on her boss's face.

"Thank you Dahlia." he enunciated leaving her quite shocked as it was probably the first time in a long time she's hearing her boss say her name. This definitely took a turn for her.

"Oh...Um...No problem sir." She hurriedly walked out before straightening her composure.

"I need coffee....ASAP." she alleged as she took simple steps towards the cafeteria. Her sudden entrance to the cafeteria left others quite baffled.

It was a rare sight to see her in a cafeteria. Dahlia was never the one to indulge in 'gossip' or 'rumours' or even with people itself. She kept to herself like a Pandora Box. Waiting to be opened and unleash hell.

"An iced mocha to go please." Placing her order she lingered by the corner waiting for her drink. Thanking the barista she walked out briskly while busy texting numerous investors and employers.

Another thing about Dahlia. Her work meant her life. She never really called herself a workaholic because she never did fit the stereotype. But work was something that definitely did allow her a break from all the distress of her personal life.

Busy typing away, completely unaware of her surroundings, she was so close to finishing an important email right when she bumped into someone, spilling all her coffee on the poor man.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!?!"

Baby Tom is killing me😭😭😭

hmp💝