Against those fairytales

kidnapped

Valentina pov
Emerging out of pool, my eyes turned little red and had a heavy breath. I was relaxing myself in the pool for while. My wet locks was covering my face.
I heard some noise around the corner. I alert myself. Seeing here and there, I searched the source.
I acted like nothing happened and grabbed my towel. From there, I saw a vivid image of a person. I analyzed his shadow, he had no guns on his head which is good opportunity to be sought. So, I was just checking for any movement he would act upon.
Then out of nowhere, aizen called me. I shouldn't be left my self unguarded. I answered the phone facing his side and hold a keys in my hand.
" What happened??"
" Doll, I won't be there for two three days, please take care of yourself and if you need any help, I am just one call away."
I told him to not worry about me and cut the phone.
Acting unbothered, I was noticing his each and every moment, waiting for him to fall in my trap. I passed through him and then hid in some corner. He came to check my existence, I kicked him but just grabbed his wrist in between. He was too stunned.
I prepared myself my keys in my hand if he tried to retaliate again.
I asked him, " what comes after C?"
He replied,"D?"
I smirked," No, death."
And pushed him in the water. He drowned and noticed piranhas. But before he could respond, I covered the pool with glasses and left.
I took a shower and went to my bedroom where I saw a huge photo of my love,Yuma. Ohh the witness of him feels a memory to keep. Being engulfed in my thoughts, I noticed a hand movement . I turned sharp around and grabbed my weapons. But before I could respond, one person grabbed me behind my back and put something in my mouth. He gripped me with his strong arms from which I couldn't defend myself. I tried to revolt but it was too late, lastly I surrendered.

Yuma pov
I was seeing the old letters that my pen pal wrote me all this time. It is habit of me to revisit our memory as it is only presence I could feel in my hand. I felt so amused that how mad I am in love with her. They were lights and shadows of our friendship. I lastly texted her as I was waiting eternally for her to come to visit me.
I asked her that can she meet me and she agreed. My heart pounded and it would be first time I would after 10 years. How she would look and how she feel, makes my heart flutter. I immediately rushed to the location she suggested.
This was some kind of fair and I was waiting for her message to pop up but who knows when my gaze met her, she was dancing in crowd, enjoying herself every bit of it. My eyes enlarged because this kind of feels so rare to see. Though I can't recognize her face but I remeber her each and every thing of her and nothing changed. She still wears those non existent white earings. And that's how I recognised her. Since childhood, she never quit to wear those. I complemented her on the bus and might be this is how she might felt of my presence. I was seeing her dance here and there. I thought it would be rude to just stare her, I participated in it. Enjoying her muse, while she was turning into my muse.

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