The next moment he broke the staring contest, picked me up on his shoulders "What the fuck are you doing ?" I screamed before he threw me on the bed and ripped my shirt apart exposing my bra " I can't fucking resist you" he whispered brushing his li...
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For every person who thinks you're ' too sensitive' there is the one who respects you for being so in touch with your feelings, who is that person in my life ? i don't know, and i'm in no condition to find that human yet. Doubt invokes in me now, interacting with people have been the biggest problem i faced since last few months, so here i am, not for interaction though, just to sneak out.
I put one of my hands in front, the sun rays touches my hand, dances on my skin, suddenly pulling the hand back, I curl my fingers on the diary i am holding, it's a slightly beautiful and admirable little diary I won in a ring throw game, and that moment stuck in my head as the happiest moment of my lite, might be one of the happiest as I don't know what tomorrow have to offer.
I just won it then, not knowing I will hold it so close someday. Emir's challange got all five of us excited seven monthes back when we ended up having a ring throw compition, there were only kids below ten years playing that game when we went and had that one hour tournament, I won and here's the prize curled up between my murderous hands.
Arvin took it by mistake when we got back home and returned it next day with *To the ones i admire* written on it, i drew two blue hearts on each sides, I loved what he wrote. It was the stupidest thing we did, as mafias are not supposed to buy diaries, I guess.
Today, I couldn't sleep for the whole night, those dreams continues, I was just watching how beautiful Arvin and Arya looks together, I watched how Arvin's face held no trace of the usual aggressive Arvin, although he was asleep but he looked peaceful. I left Arvin's house with Emir, Noah and Darsh, they went for the prepration of plan and here I ended up standing in front of a coffee shop, stealing some time for me in between.
The street is taken over by the nostalgic, bitter, known and recognisable smell of coffee, nostalgic in the sence we all are so used to it even since before the first day we smelled it. It enters through my nostrils and mixes in every part of my body from head to toe but most importantly in brain. Refreshing, the only useful word to define this feeling. I take a deep breath, bathing and dipping in the environment before taking steps inside and moving to the empty seat in the end corner.
What's better then the corner seat in a café, with a bottle of rose and a morning to spare.
Softly I keep the diary still on the table and debate to open it. I don't know if i should, last time i wrote in it, was the day i did the accident, was the day i killed an innocent human being, was the day i fear. My hands trembles everytime I go for opening it, it's been months but no I can't.
Someone touches my shoulder, shaking it firmly, I look up "yeah ?"
"Sir, your drink order ?" I don't know if he is asking for it or informing it to me " I would like to have a cup of coffee with extra cream" he nods and backs off.
The shop is filled if collage students, the morning of this shops are all their's. They're entering, chatting, ordering, eating, exiting....and complimenting eachother, yeah a couple right in front of me is complimenting eachother, since before i entered. The guy seems studies and the girl... She's so noticable, i stare at her so hard I accidently touch the hot burning mug of coffee and shake my hand thereafter, not even noticing when i got my order. Shit.
It's a cream and suger coffee with no caramel, a cherry on top is delight, seems like this will be the highlight of the day. I take a drink of my coffee and close my eyes only it open it again when I realise i still don't have enough courage to open the diary yet, so all i can do is look at the drama in front of me. Not a drama but a wholesale of entertainment going on in front of me. A compition of giving compliments.
"Hey Ric, I am so thankful of the god almighty that you exists" i stare as the blond haired girl fakes an emotion, it's so fake that i can laugh. She gets one point.
"Ki, i'm so blessed to have you here with me" he holds her hands on the table, i take a sip waiting of the reply from other side. He gets one point too.
"I never knew i'll get to meet such a great human being" Ki gets two points added on her score board.
"I can thank the world a thousand times for making a person like you" Ric gets two points too. I take a sip.
"You know what Ric a thousands of suns would've died to make a bright human like you" she gets five points.
"Ohh god Ki ! Thanks for this beautiful compliment, no one had ever gave me this much importance" and no one will ever give you this much of important either. Ric looses, Ki wins with seven points.
"You deserves to be complemented for everything you do, even for the slightest of the actions of yours, like when you slip on the mopped floor," Ric raises an eyebrow, I don't think they can be named Ric and Ki...."so Ric, can you please give me your assignments for a day ?" She asks with a hesitant smile. I take a sip, so she was seducing or what.
The guy stands up so suddenly that i hold my cup in defence "You know what Ki, you should not depend of anyone else for assignments, hardwork is key to success and if you'll do it yourself you will learn it better for your assignments, this is for your own good" Asshole. Then what's the sence of announcing it in front of so many people. I am crazily angry that i can hit him on his throat and kill him brutally. My expressions are mirrored on the face of Ki, she seems so ready to murder him.
What the fuck are assignments, I never did assignments, most people don't, still they succeed.
This mindset of mine will make me beg for living someday - AN
"You are right Ric," Wtf Wtf plays in my mind on repeat "i should work hard, i should not depend on others" the guy nods and sits again, touching the girls hand....Dramatic.
It takes me five more minutes to finish my coffee, after realising I have already wasted so much time looking at the drama. When i keep the cup down, the guy, Ric stands " I'll be back" he says and heads towords the restroom. I want to go but i can't go. She's beautiful, her hairs are blond, long, magical. She's so graceful, it's like whole shop is covered with another thing accept the essence of coffee and it is her presence.
She stands from her seats and moves to Ric's bag, pulling a notebook, she clicks so many pictures then keeps the notebook back before he returns .... Wtf wtf again plays in my brain on repeat, Is she stealing his notes ? Well i'm proud of her.
Full support with slogan banners in my hand.
The strands of her hair falls on her eyes as she takes the seat again. Ric returns. Ki eyes side to side to see if anyone have seen her, probably taking the pictures, and in the process her eyes stops at me, I smile, she returns it nervously. Well.
I grab my diary and leave the shop when the guy starts speaking. It was a good start for a whole tiring day its gonna be.
__________________________________ Hey peas !!
So here comes the 'point of view' of our second male lead. I hope you like the way he is. A guy with a little bad past desiring for little better future, a guy who loves to live in the moment, a guy appreciating every small thing, a guy for whom the definition of life is "hoping for the opportunities tomorrow will offer"
Duh' this character is here with deep thoughts but he's a mafia.
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