HIS GIRL

THE GUN SHOT

Celerity of the gun shot was loud yet not devastating , it punched right through his neck on the left side and blood splashed through all the veins in his body , she held the gun tight with her hands her fingers wriggling in recoil of the gun. But his hands are on his neck trying to stop the blood and his teeths cutting and biting his lips in pain and in desperation! The black shirt is scented with the bloody smell of the unholy stream of blood . Her eyes meet his! Suddenly with the all the hush and rush they meet after 15 long years almost forgotten and burried inside their memorial . He had been finding high and low for this girl who is her killer? The girl whose eyes were embbed in his soul! The grossness of his situation and her were the disgusting rule of time on humans!
"

Stella" he exclaimed with a voice so broken yet strong!

She didnt recognise the face yet

The voice felt familiar ,

"how do you know my name" her grip tightned on the gun as she tried to recollect who he was but her eye making a sharp eye contact with him .

He saw her up and down her eyes her lips her perfectly curled hairs the curved hip with the hip dips prominent in her suit. Her hairs were falling on her face though tied in a top knot , her eyes embeded like pearls in deep ocean , her imperferfectness attracted his eyes , the boldness on her cheek bone , the prominent features in the tight suit and her sharpness could raise him from death and her stare could kill him again.
The very first glance of stella had made enzo mind full of waves !! Waves of thoughts, confusion and, waves of possibly someone he once loved ! He was so confused that why does that eye makes him recall everything in his mind ! All he could see was a small girl with the same deep eyes , the same curled hairs , the same scent which had once kept him awake for days when he was possibly 7 years old
"is she the same girl i am thinking?" he kept questioning himself
He doesn't know what happened to him but his mind was confused with doubt or joy of finding that girl again ? He remembers to fall in love with her imperfections, the way she speaks , the way she curls her hairs through her ears and the way she looked at him !
All the things seemed the same to him !!! His eyes were opened but all he could see in his mind was a five year old smiling towards him !
"yes , this is that same smile " enzo exclaimed !
He was sure that she was the one who took the shine of his eyes , the beating of his heart and had stamped her place inside his head when he was a kid ! All he wanted was to hear her voice and kept staring at her until water dropped off from his eyes , still craving for more ! Those eyes were thirsty to see her for soo many years !
"did i really found her ?" enzo still questioning himself !

She gazed at him , a man bledding to death still looking at his killer so sharply without any revenge in his eyes

' either you are a lunatic or a dangerous criminal" she shouted tightning her grip

Enzo was starled but maanaged to get up on his own support

She analysed him with a concious grip on her gun

His black tshirt had its first four buttons opened , his bare chest was wide and his shoulders were wide enough to know he wasnt a normal guy. He wore silver rings on both his hands and his vieny hands have severe cut which made it stronger . The watch on his left wrist was made of gold , his eyes were dark and sharp , his attractive physiqe and the sharp jawline and the deep chuckle in pain yet he wanted to outwin death that waited on his door step. He seemed bruised yet strong not calm yet could handel the world on his palms , the mysteriousness of his character gave stealla a apprehention that something unknown was on its way.

He got up and tied a cloth on his bleeding hand and opned his shirt which was more red than black and covering the wound with it . His prominent abbs and his bare chest was attractive . His not so muscular yet strong hands was bledding heavily as his long neck was injutred too. With rushes of blood on hisbody he stood their acting stronger . His unshaved beard and dark eyebrows stared at stella for a while until she held her gun tightly stepping back .

' keep the gun i wont harm you" he said while wrapping his wounds

'keep distance or i will shoot" she said alerted

'you dont know me do you" he said smirking

' i dont have to know you to shoot you'she said stepping back

' my men will catch you and throw u in the prison girl' he said casually

' my crew will shoot u they are on their way so better surrender' she saw sacred yet bold

' i would let u go if u promise to come back to me after few days when i call you' he said moving towards her

' why wouild i visit a criminal?' she said stepping back again

' because i said so' he said looked at her sharply

' i wont ever do that and anyway i will be engaged to someone by then" she said moving away casually suddenly she slipped on the oily floor and was going to band her head on the glass bottle when his hands came to a rescue s he held her waist with a possesive grip and his leg apart trying to save himself too.

Her gun fell down and she closed her eyes in fear when the warm heavy hands moved the hairs from her face and gently swayed over his lips and the gripping felt safe

' i said you have to come so u have to babygirl' he said pulling her to his chest

'but who are u' she said moving him away

' someone you dont remember , someone who heard about you knows you more than yourself and someone who knows it all still never got a chance to say someone whomse you belong to' he said looking at her with mysterious eyes

'what ...' she was clueless

'your escape from vicenza .....''

' what do u mean' she said helplessly

' you have to know it babygirl , you grew in the fake wworld its time to know the reality"

The alarms and sirens rang and the darkness was iluminated with red and blue lights....