My Love Story

Newton, Einstein and whoever else thinks physics is interesting enough to willingly spend time on it, seriously needs to take up a hobby.

"How is it going Ann?" my best friend asks, named Daphne but call her D.

"Bad I don't understand anything!" I moan."Stop with your soap opera worthy acting" she chides.

This called physics torture should be optional. That is my sincere opinion. While I had been thinking about the next education revolution, our project is fixed. Thank God.

"You really love him?"

"I want to be with him."

"Then confess otherwise you'll regret it."

I am window shopping waiting for my mom, I decide that I am going to confess and we will see how it goes from there.

I pick up my phone and tell him that I want him to help me with a story. I narrate a story similar to ours. We decide that she should confess. He says -

Aren't you going to say it?

I reply

I love you. I don't mind if the feeling is not mutual. I just want to remain friends.

My heart starts humping loudly as I wait for his reply.

Me too.

His reply is the last thing I read. I collide and I hit my head and darkness engulfs me.

I wake up to the incessant beeping noise. I open my eyes and there's nothing but darkness. I tell myself it's night time while, my mom shrieks with joy and say doctor. Why is she calling a doctor I think and I remember it all. My confession, his answer and the collision. Surely that's not the reason. I tell myself to open my eyes slowly but in my heart I know I won't see. When I open my eyes my realization is confirmed silent tears roll down my cheeks.

I can't see.

It hits me like a ton of bricks. I will never be able to read again or sketch. I'll always be dependent on someone. Who am I kidding! It will be mom and no one else. Why would anyone spend their time on me.

I hear mom soothing me. That she'll always be there for me. Another voice says that I should be strong and there's still hope. I assume it's the doctor and just nod. My throat has locked down. I don't even know if I should believe him.

Hope. That reminds me of my confession just before this cruel trick, the universe played on me. I wonder how long it will take me to forget him. It will take him a few days max.

The nurse helps me get on the bed. She tells me that, my mother has gone to get breakfast. Just then I hear the door open and judging by the noise there are three people walking towards me. Must be mom with doctor I think and go back to pitying myself and cursing the universe.

"Your friends are here to see you Anna" I freeze. Who is it?

"Relax Ann" D coos. But then who else is with her?

"How are you feeling? You're okay right?" She asks softly. I simply nod in response.

"I'll be outside" mom says and I hear the door open and close.

"You do know that this doesn't make any difference to our friendship right? You ought to be optimistic right now! Like you almost always are. This is just a temporary thing Ann don't you dare give up" she orders me trying to be strict but I know her too well, I can hear the smile in her voice.

"Can you give us a minute Daphne?" He asks and I had all but forgotten that there is another person in the room. But I never thought it would be HIM. Questions swarm my mind. Why is he here? What does he have to say? Why does he want to be alone? Even as I think about the last one I hear the door close. We are alone.

Why isn't he saying anything? Look just forget about what I said the other day. It meant nothing. I say but my heart breaks. I don't understand why it feels like this.

"Look Ann, I can't even imagine what you are going through but that doesn't mean I won't be there to support you. Because that what friends do. And especially boyfriends do." My heart literally stops at the last part. Does this mean that he won't give up on me? Are we together then? Does he love me that much? Do I deserve him? But the most important question that crosses my mind is - Doesn't he deserve some one normal?

He catches the tear that escapes and tells me to be strong.

"I am overwhelmed that you still want to be with me but you deserve some one normal, someone...." I never get to finish my sentence because he silences me with his lips.

Oh My Gosh! We are kissing. I get over my shock and kiss him back; well I think that's what I am doing because I have zero experience in these matters. It feels so Fucking Fantastic that I moan and he stops. Literally stops and pulls away.

"Am sorry I shouldn't have done that" he apologizes. And my heart shatters for the second time today. It was my first kiss and the guy regrets it. Fucking Fantastic!

"Yea it's Okie. Guess we are better off as friends" I say softly.

"What! That's not what I meant. I meant to say that I shouldn't have stolen the kiss but you rambling such nonsense that I couldn't think of a better way" he says and I positively glow. So he doesn't regret it.

He starts to say something more, possibly more apologies but I don't let him say it and say "Kiss me".

Slower this time, I want to remember this feeling for the rest of my life. And it feels that he's thinking the same thing.

I don't ever want to stop kissing him. I love him too much and this makes me feel as though he belongs to me.

I will hold on to the hope that I will be able to see again but I don't think it matters right now. I love him and I will do anything to keep this relationship and I know he'll do the same otherwise he wouldn't be here.

We both take deep breaths to calm ourselves because no matter how badly you wish to keep kissing forever you will have to stop to breathe.

Damn you lungs.

I must have an irritated expression because he starts laughing and I laugh with him because it feels natural. I freeze for a second as he hugs me but soon calm down and hug him back.

"It's going to be okay. Don't worry we will work it out" he says and kisses me softly on my forehead as if I am the most precious thing in the world.

"I love you Annie" he says. Annie, he's the first person to call me that and I love it. I love you back I say. He makes me lie down again, covers me with the blanket and asks me to sleep. I feel him get up so I ask him to Stay.

And he does. He gets into bed and I cuddle up to him. He puts his arms asking me possessively and I drift off to sleep smiling knowing that whatever happens I will be good and loved.

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D calling.....D calling......D calling.....

"Why is she calling me so early" is my first thought as I search for my phone.

"Hello..." I don't even get to complete my sentence before she chirps "Happy Anniversary".

Just hearing those words gives me a sense of happiness that cannot be defined by words because there aren't enough words in any language in the world.

I turn to see him still sleeping blissfully with a small smile. He looks innocent like a child when he sleeps. Goosebumps erupt all over me, when he suddenly hugs me but he is sleeping. It fills me with joy to know that he remembers that I am right next to him, even when he isn't conscious. I still find it hard to believe that he is mine, solely mine.

He is my guardian angel. It was him who kept searching for new doctors and had faith that I will get my sight back but he always assured me that whatever happens we will be together.

His words came true just a month before our wedding day. After the surgery when I opened my eyes I saw the angel who had single handedly made my life heaven.

I am truly blessed to have him in my life. Even after all these years of marriage and kids. He still looks at me the way he did at the hospital after I said that he looks to good for me but I am still never letting him go.