She was his one and only....
Only his....
" I love you Ella, I really love you...
please at least now"
"You are poison Denver "
Even if she goes to heaven I'll drag her to my hell
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I woke up and sat on the bed, my mind was muddled, it's just, I was not able to believe what had happened just a few hours ago....
Everything was cheerful, Birds were chirping..... Regardless they were still not able to soothe my broken heart. Just a few hours ago, Josh for whom I was even ready to sacrifice my whole being betrayed me... How can he do that.... The times when we were together... Those smiles... Those tears... Those moments... Were they all just a facade??? Even..... That..... Kiss......
My first, was it also a act, Just because of my family, He did all that just to create a drama, An act in front of my parents of how madly we were in love..
I was not able to contain all those emotions that surged into me and I cried out, I was a sobbing mess, Sniffing and everything.
"Hmm, are you awake? "
That raspy groggy voice made me come out of the trance and I looked in the direction from where the voice came... There he was Denver Porsch, Sitting at the floor at the side of the bed with his head tilted on the bed, He looked at me with those sleepy grey eyes.... That grey storm, Whatever it may be, Thanks to him I finally found the true face of the love of my life...
Again I found tears brimming in my eyes, He was shocked to see my sudden outburst, He quickly sat in front of me holding my face in his hands cupping them, Looking as worried as possible.
" He... He... He said that I was the most beautiful masterpiece created just for him..... "
I said crying not able to believe to whom I was telling all this, Why did I have the feeling that he'll hear me out, He would soothe my heart, I just said it...
" He was right as well as wrong . . . . . You really are a masterpiece but you are created only for me... "
He said staring at me with those eyes, sincerity clearly visible, It was as if whatever he said were all true, He meant each and every word.
"Ella for me you are an exotic creation, An art , That God made with all his might Sculpting you tenderly ,carefully, Piece by piece taking his time, molding this Beautiful art of his That is you"
I never knew that the guy who I always thought as a monster As my Demise was the one Who gave me strength Who held me tight and embraced me When I needed someone Who cooed soothing words to me..
And ironically I was feeling at peace Whatever he said soothed my Wounded soul..
I stared at him for a couple of minutes With my eyes filled with tears Contemplating my inner thoughts
