We Met Again#YourStoryIndia

I know you

'I love you.'

He smiled and looked down at me, as I lay flat on my back, soaking in the warmth of the sun, in our backyard. Our boys fussed over the football in a distance while we just sat and watched them.

'I hate you Evangelina.'

'What?'

I almost had a whiplash as I turned my head to look at him; standing behind me, his eyes so full of hatred and detestation.

'What are you saying, lover. . .'

'Don't call me that. I am not your anything.'

He shouted, pushing me away as I reached forward to touch his shoulder. I stumbled back a bit but regained my balance as gaped at him with surprise.

'Derek what are you. . .'

'I told you, I am not your anything. You ruined my life. You killed my dad.'

'No Derek.'

I shook my head.

'I didn't kill him. It was him, the monster. He killed our Da.'

'No you did. It was you whom he died saving. It should have been you instead of him. You should've died.'

'Derek. . .'

'You are a monster. You should've died instead of my father. You killed him.'

He yelled walking backwards, away from me.

'I hate you Sybil Evangelina Argent. I hate you.'

You should've died instead of him.

You should've died instead of him.

You should've died instead of him.

You should've died instead of him.

"No!"

"Someone hold her down."

"She is having a seizure. Hold her."

Loud voices echoed in the background as I tried to open my eyes. They seem to be hold shut by some unknown force, the feeling was unknown, and the pull was strong like being sucked in an indeterminate state; of harsh pain and darkness.

Like a normal human being, I didn't try to fight whatever was happening to me. I just let it happen, I laid still on the softness of a comforter or so I guessed, and I didn't even think about anything; I just let my mind glide down in darkness and silence.

"Wake up darling."

A voice addressed someone.

'Who is asleep?'

"Please for your child's sake. Wake up Sybil."

I was asleep! I didn't even realize I was asleep until that person avowed it to me, and my child?

What about my child?

I don't have a child!

I wanted to cry out, I wanted to speak; to tell that person that I don't have any child but then suddenly it all came flooding through my thoughts.

Dragoon; the pack; my mate; Da's death; and my mate running away from me, without even sparing a glance; he basically rejected me.

I wanted to open my eyes and look for my mate, to clear all the misunderstanding between us.

I cried mentally when I couldn't lift my hand or even my fingers up, which were held by someone sitting next to me.

Giving up the futile attempts, I slumped back into whatever abyss I came from.