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Words can't describe what I am feeling right now or how I am feeling right now. This much pain, this much restlessness, this much grief, all of it, I only felt once in my life and after that I closed off every direction that came my way but this, it's like I have lost the leash of emotionless decorum.
And worst part of it is that I don't know why or how it started, maybe when I saw tears sheding from her angelic eyes.
Other days, it was due to me, I know it and I have deep down apologised for it too even after knowing she won't forgive me. But this, this time, I am not the reason she is crying and I absolutely hate it. All her emotions, all her facial expressions, all about her can only belong to me and when I think of someone else doing that instead of me, I have this sudden urge to just shatter the world for making my little flower, cry.
Whoever is the culprit, I won't leave them be even if they hide themselves in hell.
I didn't knew what else to do so I did the only thing which my grandmother used to do with me when she was alive. I embraced her.
I cloaked my arms around her to hide her tears from the world and only show her weakness to me while she, for the first time, didn't push me away. And honestly, I am really thankful that she let me, to share her pain.
I just hugged her and caressed her soft and long hair while she is sobbing in my arms, letting out her inner pain which is coming out with her tears. I think I am bad because somewhere, I am liking this as she is depending on me in such case. Maybe, I am bad.
After what felt like a short period of time, she weeped now and pulled back a little and I let her but never stopped caressing her head while she pulled up her hand to wipe her tears.
But before she could, I forwarded my hand and did it instead of her. Then I looked at my tear soaked finger, I am more than willing to wipe out everyone who is the reason for these precious pearl like tears.
After she calmed herself down, I leaned in and pecked her head. And then looking straight in her eyes, I asked,
"What made you cry? Hmm?"
And suddenly she looked kind of stunned and looking down at her entangled finger, she murmured something,
"Oh-th-that.....I I-I....ca-can't......"
I left her head and stepping away from her, causing her face to go in distress, I asked,
"I won't do anything, little flower so please tell me, why were you crying?"
And suddenly while she wiped her left over tears, a small smile appears behind her sad expression and within a second, she started chuckling when she lowered her hands and looking at me she said,
"Oh, sorry I remembered a nightmare so without knowing, my tear fell down. *Long sigh* btw didn't expect you to really console me."
"If you wanted, I would love to burn down the whole world for you. So this is nothing, little flower. And this time, I won't pry further but from now onwards, if you try to hide something from me, just remember this lover of yours is not a sane man and can go to any limits to find out the secret."
Because from now onwards, I won't let you hurt yourself further instead I'll happily be in pain than cause even a single tear from your eyes, my precious little flower.
I can snatch you away from death himself so consoling you was not even a responsibility, it's my will. But a sudden smirk appeared on my lips when I noticed that little flower is looking at me as if I just spoke god's words.
"How long are you going to stare at me? Little flower? I know I am yours and you have your entire lifetime to stare at me but please blink or else your eyes will pain and I don't want that."
And thankfully, she blinked and looking strangely at me, she chuckled to herself and in flow she said,"ha ha, why are you Britishers all so different? Hahaha."
"What do you mean be that?" I inquired about what meant by saying that she thinks we are different.
"Like, why do you all have different mindset?" She cutely said while gesturing something in air. It's bad for me.
"Little flower, we are British but we are human too. And every human has different nature and nuture."
"Huh? Says who? Not the one who hunts animal and kills people like chess pawns?" She asked while scoffing at me. I don't hate it when she insults me what I hate when she fears me.
I want her to know that even if she is the last person I would be forced to kill in a rampage, I would rather slaughter myself That's how much I am drawn to her, I am in love with her, I will do for her and only her and no one else.
"Yeah, just coming here, I met two British women who looked like a noble or similar and then I met sir Steven."
And my ears perked up on that name. Steven? How in the world did he meet her? That damned boy!!!! I'll see him later but who are the ladies? Did they cause those tears?
"And what exactly did you find difference between us?" I curiously asked and patiently waiting for her answer.
That's when she decided to say,"you see.....the ladies were saying things like I don't belong in the city and that I look like an illiterate which I think would surely look like it......"
"They said what???!!!" I am pretty sure, I must be looking like a raging bull but I don't care.
"Mr. Angrybird!!!"
I closed my eyes for a while and calmed myself down a bit then opening them again, I said,"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you. Just tell me if you know their names."
"You look like you'll do everything but leave it, man. Don't be an Angrybird!!!" She annotated.
"I will not, I assure you I'll have a talk and nothing else." I said with my clenched teeth.
"Why do you have to involve yourself in this? It's my matter, it's none of your business."
"Little flower, don't forget that you. are. mine. and I don't let anyone hurt what's mine."
"Here we go with the same Cedric. Just when you were a human." She said, rolling. Even this about her is so damn cute.
"Alright, I won't pry further but tell me their names."
"Merinda and Lola."
Oh ho? So it's lady Rodwick and lady Green. Oh how much fun it's going to be. I am excited not going to lie.
"Now you go and buy your books while I'll stay and drop you home."
"Are no, I already have....."
*Raises an eyebrow*
"Are but....."
*Raises another eyebrow*
"Are...."
*Clenched his fists*
"Alright...." She huffs. It seems I ruined her date or something.
But she went off to buy her books.
Now, let's get over with this Steven boy.
I walked towards the front desk and main gate of the store and when I came out of the store, I looked in front and with a faint smirk, I said,"Good day."
And the man in front of me freaked out and nervously looking at me, he said,"Good day, sir Cedric."
"Nice to meet you, sir Steven." And the man flustered, looked at the ground.
"Leave" I said.
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𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐎𝐟 𝐀 𝐊𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 || 16+
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