The Cursed love

Chapter 6

The silence in the darkness soon began hurting my ears. I couldn't take it anymore. I was going insane. I have read that people see angels when they are ready to leave the world but I was hearing them.

At first it was like an echo. I tried focusing and they became more clear. Angels were asking me to wake up. I tried but I was stuck in this sleep. I couldn't feel myself anymore. I heard them cry, asking me to wake up again and again. Assuring me that everything will be fine. I have them by my side. Soon I realized it was only one voice.

Wait a minute it doesn't sounds like an angel anymore.

I tried again to get up and regretted instantly. I felt like I was compressed from all the sides. My head felt as if its gonna burst every neurons alive there, if any. My stomach was contracting rhythmically with such pressure that I felt like I am gonna puke out all the organs . Am I suffering in hell?

I heard it again. This time it sounded familiar.

"Emrale! Get up! Please! Wake up please! I am here! Please breath! I won't let anything happen to you! Don't worry everything will be fine. Just wake up Emrale! I will do whatever you want, whatever you say. Just please wake up! Please, for me! Someone help!"
James
He was crying, shouting my name. He was shouting everything but his voice soothed me.I got to see him before I finally die or may be I was not dying yet. I was indeed hearing him! I tried opening my eyes. I couldn't. I couldn't bear his cries any my name.

"Emraaaleee!!!" He cried my name once again.

I couldn't take his cries anymore.
My eyes snapped open and were blinded by the dim night sky light. My breaths came heavy. My chest and heart pained like hell! Respiratory arrest! Shits!

I couldn't feel anything at that moment. I could just see his hazel eyes. Filled with tears. Making them insanely reflective. When he saw me waking up he looked wildly every where for help. He panicked seeing me in pain. I could see it in his eyes.

He gave me CPR with his hands rapidly. He just wanted me to breath whatever it takes and I finally did. My breaths came heavy with great difficulty, my throat screeched with pain but I was alive.

"Ja- James." I mouthed without voice. His name felt like mantra for life. But that hurts my throat like hell.

"Emrale! You woke! Shh.. don't speak... You will be fine. I am here. Everything will be good."
He said as he picked me up and we left the beach.

Once in my warm cosy blanket. I felt I was home. I closed my eyes with smile stuck on my face. I don't know where we were going. All that mattered for now was that he was there.

I guessed. We were in woods as leaves tickled me and sweet soil smell mixed with his made everything so heavenly.

He stopped and then made me sit on the ground then sat beside me. I looked around, we were on hill with ground covered on soft and wet green grass with lights from the half moon and stars making sky so beautiful.

"Here." He said really slowly giving me something red, wild and spiny looking fruit.
His voice was still shivering with lots of crying. I guessed.

"Wh-what is" I tried to say. But couldn't.

"It's honeypod. It will heal your throat and internal damages with sea water. It won't taste good but-"
He explained looking everywhere but me. Then he took out his only dry jacket and covered me.

I simply took it and ate in one bite. It tasted like hell, bitter and a bit spicy, citric. By now my all the taste buds were dead but throat and stomach were perfectly fine.

"Feeling better?" He asked suddenly as I had finished it.

I simply nodded. I knew he had so much to say. But he was making me angry while he looked away but he looked so handsome like that. Our clothes were almost dried up but his hairs that fell on his eyes and covered some of his fore head. Still wet. That just made him look more handsome.