WHITE NOISE

CHAPTER 11

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Brandon's POV

"Now that she was so close to me, it seems the pursuit has ended. But this can not be it.

What is happening to me???

Why do I feel the urge to run away never to return back to this moment????

This moment right here had been all I could think of......... dream of.....and yet!!!! when I have finally found myself in this position, I know not where to go from THIS!!!!

This IS the End...... IS this REALLY the end of what I had desired????

It is as though there is no purpose to my life anymore, where can I go from here? I am not normal, I can not do normal, What do I say to her?

I had never imagined that I could ever in my life achieve this, this moment right here, I was never prepared for this. Perhaps if I knew I would be able to.

I had not thought it through, I could just stretch my hand and touch her, but I couldn't. I had seen it so many times in my dreams.

In my dreams she had melted into my embrace, my touch was enough to remind her of the love I felt for her, the love which is already known to her Heart. Her heart knew me, She could sense my heart, my pain, my struggle, as she was sitting right across from me, yet she was so far away.

This is not how I had imagined it would be, I had imagined I would hurt her, I would make her pay for all I had suffered for her. I would make her see my love for her. But I simply couldn't do it anymore. But this can not be it, I will have to see if it worked in my dream it will work in reality. My Touch. It will make her see my love."

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Like a scared animal Brandon braced himself for what he was about to do. He was about to show her what he felt, but how could he show her the violence that haunted him. He was a live wire, and he didn't want her to see his madness, but he has no choice she must witness what thoughts haunt his mind everyday, each day.

Abruptly he got up on his feet, holding her gaze with his eyes. Almost not blinking to the verge of getting teary. The pain was perhaps visible on his face in the form of a scowl as he could witness the change in her expression. Her eyes slowly going wide as she realized that the moment of silence that they shared between them has come to a stop. He was upto something.

He slowly started stalking towards her like a predator to its prey, and as each step he took Maya got up on her feet and started treading back. Though her face was sans any emotion, her heart shook with fear, she was hyper aware of her surrounding, the dripping sound of the water was magnified to the extent that it boomed in her ears and sweat trikled down her temples and nape. She stopped walking as she hit the black tarred machinery behind her, which barred her escape from an uncertain fate proceeding towards her at a slow pace, she closed her eyes trying to calm her nerves and opened them again only to find Brandon standing right in front of her.

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With each step he came closer and closer up until he was inches away from her, Maya was staring at his broad pecks as she was scared to know what emotions she would find in his eyes from upclose.

With menacing stillness he retrived his belt from the slacks, as Maya's hand shook in fear, she brought her fists close to her chest and held them against herself to stop them from shaking, she could still not meet his gaze. Brandon's face held the scowl as he snatched her fists away from her chest, making her gasp in shock and before she could react he had bound her hands in the belt and fixed the end of the belt in a tight knot on a metal latch behind her.

Maya pulled at her arms wildly to get herself free. She kept struggling against the belt only to realize that her constant pulling only made the noose tighter. She winced in pain and without her consent tears pricked at her eyes and rolled down her cheeks, her heart raced and her breathe was shallow realizing that perhaps she was wrong to see any good in brandon. Perhaps she was too naive, she knew she did not know of all the evils in the world, but she knew goodness, she has seen it in his eyes. Could she have misunderstood him.

She knew that she was his captive, yet her heart still refused to believe that he could inflict pain on her. Her heart, as always, girated towards hope and she tried to control her racing heart and heavy breathing, tilting her head up, she once again commenced her quest of searching in his eyes the reflection of the hope she had in her heart, that she wanted to see.

It felt like an age had went by when her eyes finally met his........... and stayed there...again. Her eyes refused to see the scowl on his face and focused only on his deep blue abysses.

Brandon visibly shook from this and took a step back. It was as if she made him weak by doing this, as though her eyes could touch his soul and held it raw, for her to scrutinize him.

Brandon shook his head very slowly as if to deny and resist the control she was trying to exercise on his mind, more to himself. Taking a deep gulp to control his mind Brandon bent down and took out a dagger from inside his boot, the part which was hidden beneath his trews.

Horror shook Maya's eyes as she started thrashing herself at the heavy machine behind her trying to escape whatever he had planned for her. She was on the verge of tears when a word escaped her lips in not more than a whisper.

" No "

Brandon felt as though the word was held mid-air between them, his ears could still hear it even moments after it left her lips. Her voice was still echoing in his mind when with an angered sharp pace he raised his dagger and sliced open his upper arm in a quick jerk, making Maya scream hysterically as she anticipated his wound to be afflicted on her. But her voice was caught in her throat when he cut himself right in front of her bare eyes, she froze.

The moment froze , as she stilled with a shocked, scared expression on her face. Her eyes froze wide as she stared at his face and then at his hand and back to his face. Moments went by and a gush of blooding came oozing out of his hand, which broke her frozen spell as she screamed again, but this was more from empathy rather than fear.

She shook her head wildly, as Brandon raised his hand again to strike himself. She screamed at him, as he lashed at his hand with the dagger on and on striking menacingly and the blood gushed out streaming at their feet.

" No!!!! !!!!........What are you doing??...............STOP IT, STOP IT, STOP IT!!!!...ARE YOU MAD??......STOP THIS MADNESS.....Noooooooooooo............"

Maya shook with screams and her wailing as blood spurt on her torso, Brandon kept on going as she screamed and screamed until she could do nothing. When he stopped, the scowl was washed off his face, and his eyes drooped with exertion and loss of blood.

His head started tilting and falling to his sides as though he was about to pass out. His face finally held an expression of peace as if he had achieved what he wanted to do.

Brandon lost his step and fell on his knees, desperately trying to keep his eyes open. Maya cried in hiccups as she saw him fall down at her feet and finally he fell flat on his face with a loud thud and the lights dimmed out in his vision.

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