Her Muse

chapter 26

Saira's POV :

HUH??!! WHAT DID SHE SAY ' Anushka was right ' SHE WAS RIGHT, YA SHE'S ALWAYS RIGHT , HER WHOLE EXISTENCE IS RIGHT TO HER , TO REYANSH........TO EVERYBODY , ISN'T IT ?????

I DROVE HERE AFTER ALL THAT BITCH SAID AND NOW I'M IN MY PENTHOUSE , THROWING EVERYTHING WHICH COMES IN SIGHT , BEING A MANIAC, BREAKING EVERY PHOTO FRAME WHICH SHOWS HOW FAKE I AM , HOW MESSED UP I AM , I GO TO MY ALREADY MESSED UP BEDROOM OPEN THE BATHROOM AND ENTER

I SOO BADLY WANT TO SEE MY BLOOD THAT I'M AFRAID MY INNER DEMON WOULD CONQUER ME AND OFFICIALLY KILL ME IF I DON'T SLIT MYSELF.......ITS ALWAYS LIKE THAT I WANT TO SLIT MYSELF SO MANY TIMES NOW

CAN SOMEONE....... ANYONE PLEASE HELP ME OUT OF MY DARK PAST....... ANYBODY

I WAS STANDING IN FRONT OF THE MIRROR WHEN SUDDENLY MY INNER DEMON APPEARED

NO ONE WILL SAVE YOU LITTLE PRINCESS, NOT EVEN THAT REYANSH WHO THINKS THAT HE IS FALLING IN LOVE WITH YOU.........BUT DOES HE EVEN KNOW THE REAL YOU ??? DID HE DISCOVER THAT FACADE AND FINALLY OPEN IT NO RIGHT , NO ONE WILL SAVE YOU......HAHAHA......HAHA...

" SHUT UP!! SHUT UP!! YOU DEMON SHUT UP " ' SHATTER ' I BREAK THE MIRROR WITH MY BARE HANDS THE HOT FLUID GUSHING OUT OF MY HAND GIVES ME A SENSE OF RELIEF AND AS A RESULT OF BREAKING THE MIRROR MY INNER DEMON GETS MULTIPLIED

' NO ONE WILL SAVE YOU ' STOP PLEASE STOP , IT WASN'T EASY HEARING ONE VOICE BUT NOW THIS......I CAN'T HANDLE IT I.....I JUST CANT.......

AND I END UP SLITTING MYSELF , I get dizzy but I thank myself that I didn't slit a vital spot , having my inner demon asleep I quickly patch myself up rub my eyes with my hands......as I was crying shit less

I get up even though I'm feeling dizzy look around and see that I lost much more blood than I did the morning of the day before yesterday, yes I slit my self that day too

And if you are wondering ' if you did slit yourself, how didn't Reyansh find out , was he not there with you ' to answer the question it's just I hid it by wearing gloves, those same gloves which hide that hideous identity......the identity of being a-

" Young miss.......we prepared a new penthouse for you so please come this way......we......we all will take care of this , please........so please go see the doctor , please don't do this to yourself....... please
Just , we can't see you dead , we won't be able to lift you up like we used to when you were a kid we can't, we can't lift you up when you are in death's embrace, please don't be so harsh..... We saw you grow up........we can't see you die , atleast not before us " my grandfather's right hand man says this which hit me in the gut

I walk away like I always do as if nothing happened, I didn't get an episode, I didn't mess up a brand new penthouse brought this very own month , I didn't loose any of my blood no nothing......

I ask them to take me to my another new penthouse........after wearing the gloves they brought, we were about to leave when my broken phone ( I threw it too ) buzzed and it showed
MY MUSE 👁️

The mentioned gloves are the same colour as my skin tone it acts as a perfect concealer

I'm tired of playing pretend so I ignore it...... Thinking that if it's anything important he will call twice.........and he did , I pick it up and his warm voice makes me feel alive......

" Hello"

" Are you alright?? "

" Yeah I am " I tell him a white lie

" Movie date ??? "

I pause for a second and answer, " which theatre??? "

" I'll come pick you up , just stay in your penthouse"