Six Words Your Story (COMPLETED)

"Frisked Pockets, Love Letters, Dead Butterflies"

Second amazing story by

lmona0726

I have come a long way down in my journey with a gist of all emotions throughout. Even in my late 90's I still had a glimpse of every chapter which life beautifully designed for me. One such chapter that reflexes my blood cell was the chapter of...

Curt Houston

Curt Houston's name itself seized each and every nerve in my body. I still remember the first time when my eye lids flipped a thousand flick when I seen him in the auditorium peacefully postured on the chair and strumming some tune on his guitar.

Now you see he was not like those usual dick head guys.

Curt Houston was something very different gene to this unpredictable world. He was tall, not fair thou but pleasing complexion and an all rounder, who was good at almost everything and anything he did. I had heard a lot about him, but today my eyes did witness it all. This information was all due to being head of event management department that kept you updated with all sort of happenings.

About me, well I'm Evangeline Rosett.

I was not like those hot chick flicks. I was a normal girl who believed "Simplicity is the best ornament, a women can wear" and because of being way too simple no boys thought about me as their types. But I had no regrets coz I was having the time of my life until when my life decided to take a turn to the hill of adventures that was waiting for me.

Days flew in like seconds after my encounter with Curt. It was Monday blues when Curt came to speak to me regarding the event, shoving both hands in his frisked pockets. I couldn't help but stare at the way he formed his words while speaking.

That moment when your eyes meet with a familiar stroke of feelings coming from the other end is just priceless. One night when I came back to my apartment all tired there was darkness spread all over my room. Making my way to the interiors of my room, something caught me off guarded..

They were two hands fanning around my waist making its way towards my hands. I froze for a moment, soon then there was brightness in the room.

My eyes visualized the owner whose hands still laid on my waist. I couldn't get my eyes off from that person; it was none other than Curt. The first thing which kept rolling in my mind was what was he doing in my house? Why is he this close to me?

Just when I was about to break the silence with my questions, he claimed my lips with his, kissing me passionately like there was No tomorrow swirling his lips in rhythm with a good grip on my waist. Moments later he broke the kiss feeling breathless.

"I know there may be lot of doubts and questions revolving in your mind, so here it is.. This kiss has answered all your queries Evangeline."

The beats of my heart became rapid. It was the first time that I was experiencing something so new and great and I don't want to put a stop to it. Because for some or the other reason I too want to have somebody to love me and have that butterfly feelings in my stomach.

"Curt... You know I'm totally different girl not even of your type, knowing this then to why do you love me?"

"You're imperfectly perfect in the eyes of mine. You don't know what magic you have done in my life. It's been year's I'm holding on to this feeling, but finally today I got the courage to pour it out in front of you. And I want you to make known how special you are for me"

"Curt you have left me out of words. And I don't know but I will give it try just for you and your love"

With this he bid me goodbye and left.

When I entered my room to switch on the fan something came crashing down like snow repeatedly on and on. When I had glance over it, they were some sort of letters. I went through each and every letter. Which was undoubtedly written by Curt, For God knows how long, but they were really special for me. Those were not only love letters but for me they were like the precious diamonds that is never going to be forgotten by me.

This whole scene bought sought of happiness tears in my eyes reflecting on how someone can love you so unconditionally. Keeping aside all my insecurities I thought to give it a chance. And here it gave zip zap start to my blooming love.

I chose him to be my love my life my everything.

It's a famous saying "Go for the one who loves you not the one you love" and that's what I did.

Our relationship was going smooth like butter, crispy like fries, creamy like ice cream. It seemed like everything was perfectly made for both of us. Everything seemed well between us. Each passing minute would make me fall more and more in his love.

You know you say it that when everything goes well there had to be some negative energy coming for you. It was Christmas Eve when we were both returning from the Christmas ball when our car got massively hit by truck setting us both apart. I had got slight cuts and bruises on my arm and leg but Curt he was bleeding to hell. I lost my senses looking at him. Soon the ambulance was called. And he was rushed towards the emergency room. I was pacing back and forth waiting for doctor reply ... Soon after some time the door opened revealing the doctor with worried look on his face.

"Doctor, what's the matter please tell me?"

"Evangeline, he is out of danger. But he has lost his memory"

His memory was mine presence but now I didn't find my existence eligible enough in his life. Even thou I knew his parents weren't happy of my presence. I didn't lose hope. I did all I could in my part to get his memory back. But all I could see was descending hopes.

When he came back to his senses he treated me like some sort of his caretaker. That bought a feeling of dejection in my heart. I couldn't take such hurt so I thought of waiting for him and his memory to return.

Years past .. When the news of his engagement bombarded me like tornado that crashed the feeling of love into dead butterflies. I took this as a wakeup call and moved on in my life and thought living for the relationships that did existed in my life and spending time with them...

"Darling ... Evangeline! What are you doing there out...? You need to be right here with me..." My husband said.

Yes after that incident, when I was on the verge of taking my life, he held my hand and never left my side till date. No matter even if he was my childhood best friend he always bought the best in me.

To having hold on this beautiful love... I live with and for him each day, thanking God for the way he worked things for me when my life was at stake!!

In life sometimes you need to take a decision that will break you down but at the same time will help you fight through it and make you strong for the coming storm.

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