Bound by Fate | [✓]

22. I Never Loose

"I don't want to see you Atharva! Nor I want you to see me."

I was hurt.
I was stabbed in the fucking heart when Evara uttered those words.

It fucking hurt that she still didn't want to see me.
It still pains me.
It still turns my mind numd and every nightmare I have into a walking reality.

Yet, it relieves me that she was in front of me.

In front of my eyes.
In my fucking hold.
In my fucking Vicinity.

And that was enough.
Enough for now.

I would never do something my Darling didn't want.
I woud never do something that Evara didn't want me to do.
That was how much control she had over me.

She was the queen of my heart. And I would gladly fucking bow down to her. I would gladly do what she wanted. Even if it killed a part of me in the process.

"As you wish, Darling." I whispered as I slid my finger up her bare hips and feel her flinch at the movement of my cold fingers against her equally cold skin. And before she can pull away from my touch and run away like she always did I pull her closer to me. Gripping onto her waist harsher than expected.

"Atharva..." My lips left her lips like a slow and unfelt warning. She was trying to warn me and convince herself of whatever she warning me off.

Darling.

If your resolve is weak. Don't you think that my control will falter. I was a depraved man. A depraved man who hadn't felt the beating heart of the love of his life for eight years.

My resolve also falters. My Control falters.
My initial plan of not crossing the line falters.

Did she have any idea how I lived without her?
No. She ran away.
Did she have any idea how many times I questioned our love?
No.She ran away.

She always ran away.

"I will obey your wish, Eva."

I whisper. I whisper. I whisper.

Because if I followed my heart I would have ripped away that bloody dupatta that separated us. I would destroy any and every thing that came between us.

And trust me.
I have lost her once.

I wouldn't survive losing her again.

"But eventually, you have to show me your beautiful face, Darling." I inform her with all the playfulness that I could muster with the aching pain in my heart. She didn't have to know 'The Broken' Atharva.

My kind, beautiful darling; wouldn't be able to bare having me pain.

Even if I had caused her pain.
Even if I was the reason of her misery.