You help me my dear
With all my fears,
Your Whispering sweet nothings,
Into my ears,
Makes me feel something,
Calms me down ,stops my tears...
Bear with me my dear,
I know its messy,
Its not that clear,
All I know ,I need you here
Hold my hands,
To fight off my fears....
You soothe me ,my dear
Your voice is what I wanna hear,
When things are wrong,
I need you near...
I am sorry my dear ,
If it's too much to bear,
But you are my beacon light ,
Which makes everything dark disappear....
- Mansi gupta
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( it's a little long chapter as a compensation , sorry for the delay )
BRIGHT'S POV
"Because I know about it since I was six"
Mike got to be kidding me, I wait for him to laugh it off but he doesn't he isn't holding his laugh instead all I can see on his face is sincerity and pity? Guilt? I can't figure out which is what as I am too engrossed in keeping my emotions in check, I feel like I am about to explode and take down everything around me. My head is spinning, my brain seems to have a tour around my childhood memories of me and Mike till now.... It's like some other persons ,because mine seized to make sense long ago.
A strangled "Why? " Is all I could muster.
"Bright I can explain, I wanted to tell you so many times but it wasn't my decision, I couldn't have had put you on risk just so I could get rid of being guilty for hiding the truth from my best friend, I am sorry I am really sorry"
I try to listen what mike has to say though got distracted by the guy still in his clutches,he is murmuring something it's muted but lips are moving,I try to concentrate, it's faint , indistinct,Mike's voice is suppressed by the man's whispers , now I can hear words that doesn't make sense it's getting louder, and it hurts, oh god it hurts.
My head hurts , it hurts too much as if someone is nailing it. It's too loud.
"It's too loud"
"What? " Mike asked.
"Te-Tell him to stop! It-it hurts, make him stop!! .My head ,my head AHHH! "
What is he saying I can't understand a syllable, I can't take it, I feel like something is cutting me in half," uhh! "
I cover my ears to avoid the whispers , to not let them in, I close my eyes trying to breath slowly but it's not helping,it's like they are some dark gooey things that are latching themselves in my head trying to pull everything out ,it's cold here, then I see something, I see something but my eyes are closed ,its closed the door is closed no, no it's the door that's making noise, no it's not just a door its glass it's breaking , cracks all over, oh it's not a door its me, it's me I am breaking, I am breaking! Those black stuffs are waiting, waiting for me to break to gather my pieces.
"Bright! Bright" mike, Mike it has to be Mike, Mike can't you see, can't you see I am breaking , it's cold, so cold , "Bright" I am freezing and cracking and this voice it's not stopping it's heavy so heavy, I am heavy I need to sit down no If I try I'll fall down I know I will but,yeah, it'll be easy so easy just, just let it go stop fighting it, yeah I should stop fighting it.Maybe it will stop if I lie down, just lie down and let it happen it'll go away, soon it will be fine.
HONK HONK.
Oh it's warm, it's warm now, someone brushed past me oh, oh it's nice so warm
It doesn't feel heavy anymore, I am fine, I am fine there's no black stuff theres light, its warm and so familiar , I didn't break, voices are gone, who was it, There was someone just beside me, no ,no there's no one , but it's fine I am fine, I think I know, I know that familiar touch,that presence it was.. "Bright! Bright can you hear me?!" Mike , he is calling me, Slowly I am becoming aware of my surrounding mikes hands on my shoulder shaking me,I open my eyes not sure of what I'll see my vision blurry ,thankfully it's the same place I was standing earlier just a minute change is that I am on my knees,mike is kneeling in front of me staring like I am a ghost without a face blood spurting out from my arteries.He relaxed After conforming I was blood and flesh and not some avenging ghost.
"Bright, oh thank god you scared me there, fuck what happened? Are you okay"
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silver of my soul
Fantasíabright on his 18 birthday comes to know about his family history and secrets and most importantly about his mother. Reasons why is he so different from other people of his own age (actually different from everyone) he doesn't know that a new life...
