The colours of love

New Friends and Sweet Surprises

"There you Are! I missed you. Did you miss me?"
I just stared at his disgusting face, and then it morphed into his face, few years ago .
"Aha little one, I love you. You love me right?"
I tried scooting away from him, but he he held my foot and pulled me to the corner of the bed. I closed my eyes shut, waiting for the pain. When it did not happen, I opened my eyes to see that we were in a restaurant. He was smiling at me. I blushed and ducked down, " No no, little one! You cannot hide that adorable blush from me. It's mine. Everything about you is mine. Right?" When I did not answer he tightened his grip on my chin, I winced.
"Tell me little one, you are mine."
I nodded my head frantically.

"Then why the hell did you let Adrith touch You?" He yelled.
I tried to free myself.
"I will kill him. I will kill that bastard and I will marry you. You will know that there is no one to help you. There is no one of your own. Your parents don't care. Your friend won't know. Your family won't exist. You will be alone. So alone. Don't worry my little one. I will be with you. It's high time you know that I am the only constant thing in your life. I will give you your favourite gift, the pain."

"I am the constant one in your life... give you pain... kill them... constant....pain.... kill... CONSTANT....PAIN...KILL......"

And I woke up panting. I glanced to my right to see my daughter sleep peacefully. I kissed her on the forehead, covered her with the duvet, and walked out of the house.

I sat down on the same bench in our garden, like every day. This place was my safe heaven, when I had come here as a wedding planner. I had stepped into this house as a worker and I have become a daughter-in-law. A long way. A entrepreneur to P.A; a long journey indeed. To his bedroom to my daughter's bedroom. So many relations, so many responsibilities. I have tried to reach all of them. Question is have I?

"I remember asking you to knock on my door if you cannot sleep!"

Startled I turned in the direction of my husband's voice.

"You scared me. By the by, should not you sleeping?" I asked scooting. He just shrugged and sat down.

"How can I sleep when my other and better half is awake."

I arched my eyebrows. "You know you should be the one to influence Maan, not the otheer way round."

"I know right. He kept telling me that I am a reluctant romantic. That I need to step up. So I have started using his pickup lines."

Slowly I closed the distance between us, i hugged his torso and rested my head on his chest. "This right now, you, me, the moon lit night, is the most romantic thing that had happened to me."

He put his hand around me, parting my head.
"Thanks, Sona. That was a big ego booster. I needed it."

"And here I thought my husband is free of insecurities."

"Not when it comes to you. I feel like I have failed you." His grip on me tightened on me.

"You did not. You know as a kid, my dad was.... how do you put it, he hated me. I never knew why. Whatever I did he hated me. He found faults and when he did he punished me, bad." I shuddered, remembering my  childhood. "At one point I realised he just wanted me hurt. And whatever he was doing, was just to see me in pain. But I always tried being perfect you know, more perfect, less pain. And my mom, she was just ignorant. She would just see my father hurt me, then pass me the first-aid box and walk away." I wiped my tears.
"You know, I always wanted to know what it feels to have a normal family. Like they show in movies and serials. I always wanted to be loved, be appreciated for my work. I wanted someone to smile and welcome me home after a long day at work. I wanted someone to smile at me when I prepare their favourite food. I wanted someone to fall asleep on me while I ranted about my day. I wanted someone to wake me up with a kiss on my forehead. Someone to give me medicines when I am sick. Someone to hold my hand when I am sick."