We Are Meant To Be

10.

Anna

"Really Anna, your brother is here to spend time with you, and you are not even looking at me. Please spare that sandbag. I know you are hitting it as though it is me, so whatever I have done please forgive me. Please... please..." he said showing me his puppy eyes.

I can't give in easily, I ignore him and keep punching the poor sandbag as though it is him that I am punching. He missed my birthday and he has the courage to face me now after a week saying that he was busy. I get it he is busy, but he could have at least called me. He is my only family. No matter how busy he was he shouldn't have forgotten about me. My brother is my only family.

"Anna... Ann... princess... I am sorry, please forgive me." He was hugging the sandbag that I was punching a few seconds ago, "Forgive this poor sandbag, for it has not committed any sin." He said imitating George, our cousin who was studying to become a priest. It worked in getting my attention and I glared at him, I removed my boxing gloves and said, "Alex, I hate you."

He sighed, "I am sorry... I brought you pizza and cupcakes; just freshen up and let's eat, I have lots to talk about"

That was the last memory I shared with Alex. We talked and laughed. I missed him. I missed him so much, I wanted to see him. He was my family and he is no more, I wish we had more time. I wish I never fought with him. I wish it was me who died instead; I wish I was with him. It's not too late; I think I can still be with him. I can always kill myself.

I have tried, I have tried... I have tried so hard to kill myself but his voice keeps telling me, "Anna, your life is precious to me you are a miracle. You lived when our parents died. You were a tiny baby then, you didn't stop crying but when I held you, you stopped and smiled. You were the miracle that saved me from sadness; you are my reason to be happy. Always be happy Anna. I want you to be happy."

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As I entered the building today I heard whispers, if you could even call them that; they were gossiping

" I heard that she is Maria's sister, you know the one who married our really handsome boss..."

" I have a feeling she married him for his money."

" I really did have a feeling that she was a gold digger, the very reason I did not make a move on her."

"Her sister might also be one. I have a feeling she has her eyes on our other boss."

Control yourself Anna, they are just gossiping , they have no other job to do. The only way to get myself out of these thoughts, and this baseless gossip about Maria and me being gold diggers was to drown myself in work. I did, going through employee information, performance; half way through all this work a woman barged into my office, her red high heels click-clacking on the floor as she walked. Her silver sequined dress reached her mid thigh; she had a weird lopsided grin adorning her face. She looked at me with her drunken eyes and flipped her bleached hair and said, "So, you are the new HR , meet me I am the owner of Zachariah Architectures, Serena Verma."

It was her, the one who killed my brother, the pen in my hand looked like a weapon I could use. She sat in front of me. I stretched my hand and stabbed her beautiful neck with the pen in my hand...