Storm clouds

Chapter-8 Shattered Memories

Drew, Drew Parker..........

The name itself coursed venom through my veins, setting my system on fire. My mind seemed to clear up and I pull away from him harshly. I didn't mean to be so fierce but I just couldn't stay there in his arms anymore.

The memories were too violent and clear. I have been like the dead after he cheated on me. But I have learnt three things
* How to survive in a storm and take control.
* How to be rude and not feel guilty.
* How to take revenge.
The incident turned me into something I myself didn't know.
I was afraid of myself, my emotions.

Drew shattered my heart into million pieces and Drew knew that, only it didn't matter to him. I believed in true love but for a brief period of my life in between, I was convinced that there was nothing like true love!

Time is a great healer and it is true, for now I believe in love and in magic. I don't really care about what people may think about me anymore. A plus point that happened to me after the hurricane in my life.

Yes, it was true that I was hurt and broken and maybe beyond repair but still breathing, still alive. Drew seemed to have forgotten that, that I was still watching him when he walked away happily after wrecking my life. My reasons for hating him isn't irrational.

I still remember those words that were like icicles pierced straight into my heart.  She is just a time pass. Dude, this is my life so have fun. Only he didn't realize that I know, that I heard him cause I was right behind him.
He can be a rude, bad boy but fiddling around with someone's heart is a crime which doesn't deserve forgiveness.

I walk towards the couch and bury my face on the cushion which I seemed to put down while searching Sebs. For all I know I already started hurting him. Why did I care so much for him? He could simply cheat on me and get a chance to ruin me again! But I have seen something in his eyes which I failed to see in Drew's. Drew's eyes were pitch black pupils staring at me, trying to swallow me alive and throw me in the dark depths of the burning dark pit. But Sebastian- He was unique, his stormy eyes were always calm , soft and welcoming in a way which would make me be with him.

In other words he is nothing like Drew.

As I battled through with myself, I felt my hair being lightly pulled behind so that the side of my face could be seen. I press deeper into the cushion so he couldn't see my burning face.

''Emma?'', he whispers into my ears, his voice clear and melodious even if it was slightly filled with pain at the edge.

I groan. No, no, no......Don't trust him. My mind scolds me.
But I already do,  I don't know why- was my response.
Oh! Since when? My mind teases me.
Since when he told me how sorry he was, I reply back.
My mind laughs at me unsympathetically.

''You emotional wreck! You know what Drew did to you and now you're going to trust Sebastian, why? Cuz he is so nice and caring? My mind sneers at me coldly.

I was perfectly silent then. My mind gives another rueful laugh, almost like a bark, '' You really are insane! Fine, go ahead. Hurt him even though you know he doesn't deserve the pain. As this time you'll be the criminal.'', and with that my mind goes eerily quiet.

''Emma!'', Sebastian whispers again the pain more prominent,
'' Sorry!'', there he was apologizing again. Even though I would have murdered the person if it was anyone else by now, I strangely felt good when he said it.
Is it part of his trick?

I move away from the cushion and the room's cool temperature graces my warm face. The red cushion was wet with my tears.
I bit on my lower lip, considering if I should be embarrassed about it. He was pale again which made his fair skin feverish.

''Please, I really am sor-'', before he could say sorry again, I cut him out,'' oh, shut up!'', I say through my teeth and throw myself on him.
He was shocked I could say as his body tenses and relaxes almost immediately, saving me from debating in my head about me doing the right thing or not.

His arms wrap around me and then he brushes my back slowly, calming me down. This brought forth a new stream of tears, but this time I didn't bother to stop them but simply let the tears run.

How long has it been that I actually let lose myself and cry?
I haven't shed even a drop of tear  for Drew but here I was crying my eyes out as I know I starting hurting him already. I tremble under his firm arms, burying my face on his shoulder, wetting his sweatshirt in the process; either he didn't care or he didn't realize. I was hoping for the first.

But crying, it actually makes me feel human once again. The feeling so different as if its something new to me. I pull back and try to rub away my tears, ''I am sorry for your shirt!'', I mumble, half expecting him to not understand what I said.
''You don't have to be sorry!'', he says calmly. Another fresh stream of tears gush down my face, making me look really weird perhaps but I was so pain driven I pushed these thoughts aside.

He raises his hands and gently rubs off the tears  but his hands do not leave my face, cupping my face lightly he leans closer to me.

I didn't know what to expect but certainly not what I was thinking what he was going to do to me, right?

He leans even closer and surprisingly presses his soft, smooth lips to my cheek where the tears ran dry almost. As his lips caress my cheek, it sends a sudden shock into my body. My eyes widens into saucers and goes back to normal almost immediately.

Even when he moved back, I could still feel the pressure of his lips pressed on my salty skin. I get up without making eye contact and walk to my washroom.

The reflection in the mirror stops me short. My eyes were puffed up and blood shot, my nose was a good imitation of baby tomatoes and my lips were swollen and cut were I bit on to many times.

I splash water on to my face. I then take my comb and brush away my tangled brown hair. When I was done, I take a deep breath and walk to the hall room.

The TV was switched on and brownies filled the coffee table.
He just sat there humming an unknown tune and when he saw me come in, gave me one of the most beautiful, dazzling smile of his. Immediately my heart fluttered in a gentle, excited manner and my lips pull up at the corners almost automatically.

I sit next to him, ''Brownies?'', he offers, arching his perfect eyebrows.

''Sure, thank you!'', I say taking the brownies. The cold chocolate melts in my mouth, my eyes close in due to the immense pleasure of the iced choco as I savour the taste.

Even before I knew it, I was done.

''How are you feeling now, the sugar must have helped?'', he asks gently.

''Good, really good actually!'', I say nodding my head, I really did feel better.

I lean closer to him and my head rests on his shoulder as the T.V. goes on and on, his arms wrapping around me, the warmth comforting me.

Suddenly I felt really tired and exhausted, weakness and exhaustion rolling into me as waves. My eyes flutter twice and closes as I drift off to sleep.
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