It's funny how complete strangers can have similar souls.
Eslaine's POV
I stood infront of the mirror. Hoping I will see a change in it. I left a sigh when I saw the shell of the girl who I used to be. I see a girl with blue colour streaks in her strawberry blond hair. She has dark mascara around her eyes. And all I can wonder is where the girl who laughed in silly things went.
I washed my face and changed into PJs. When I came back to my room a sudden fear strikes me. I started fidgeting and mumbling. I opened and closed my eyes again and again so that I could let him disappear.
He slowly walked towards me and touched my face with back of his hands. I flinched. His touch burned my skin. I kept telling myself that its not real. He will disappear. He is not in person. He is just in my head.
He smiled at my vain efforts to get him out of my head. "I will never leave you, love. You are struck with me forever." He said.
I screamed. I backed away and fell in the floor. "No, please let me go. Let me go. I don't wanna be with you. Please."
Someone grabbed me from the floor. I shoved them.
"Hey, look at me. Its me Damien. You will be fine. Everything is alright. Okay. Take a deep breath. He is gone." My brother said while stroking my hair and rocking me back and froth.
My mom came running with some medicine.
I took the medicines. Damien tugged me into the bedroom. He kissed my temple and left. My mom was still standing by the door. Her face had a sad painful look. She came and hugged me.
"Everything is going to be alright sweetheart. He won't give you pain now. You are stronger than this. Don't let him see you this weak."
And I fell asleep in her arms just like I used to do before. That night I didn't had my nightmares maybe because of the med I took.
I woke up around 6 in the morning. My best friend Kiara is gonna come to pick me up for a shopping trip which she had planned because I am going to LA and according to her I need a wardrobe change. I just agreed to whatever she said because its impossible for a well developed human to win an argument with her.
She is the closest thing to sister I ever have. She is half Indian and half American. She really helped me a lot through the pain. She never left my side. Not once.
I was braiding my hairs when I heard the honk of her car.
I ran downstairs gave my mom a good bye hug and went to her red Chevrolet.
"Come on, bitch. We need to go before the whole town gets into the mall."She said.
"I am coming." I said while running towards her car. I opened it and hop in.
"Esla, I am so excited that finally after months I am getting rid of you. You are such a pain in my ass". She said while tunning the radio.
I pouted faking a hurt look. "And here I thought I had at least one friend that will miss me."
She smiled. "Of course I will miss you."She hugged me.
Secrets by one republic was playing. We sang to the lyrics of it. After few minutes of ride we reached our destination. It was the only mall in our small town. So lots of people were there but mostly teenagers. We shopped for a while. She picked up three dresses for me all of them were either immensely revealing or short. I refused firmly but she being she bought all of these.
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Remnants Of Love
RomanceSometimes when we are broken, We find someone who isnt broken and hold on to it, And this works for a while Until we break them too. They say when love consumes you there is no way out. You can't escape from it. It binds you. But what if this love h...