When Silver Met Gold

Chapter 25 - You Stole My Stars

If it doesn't hurt you, is it even love?

Playlist: Princess Of China - Coldplay, and Rihanna

Musca's P.O.V.

I was running, running as if I stopped I would be consumed by the bloodcurdling demons ready to engulf me. The fear of them kept me running. The dark fog was seeping out of my nostrils as sharp pants. It surrounded the space I walked. It surrounded me like a tornado. The only sound heard was the sharp wind colliding with my body.

My mind played films that I did not want to watch. Astonishment dawned upon me that my mind was as stubborn as I was. It would not stop flashing those images. Aaliyan smiling his charming smile, his words coated with sugar were now poisoning for me.

"I'll not give you the world Musca because you're the only world I have."

He had said, staring into my eyes. "Even the stars will be dazzled by the light of your eyes Musca."

"I won't promise you everything Musca because you're my everything."

"You brighten my life Musca...I feel happy...I feel like I can be happy too."

"I would give the colors of my life to be with you."

Tears fell from my eyes as I ran. I ran to break free from the sharp blades of memories that cut my heart into small pieces.

"I love your eyes...I wonder why God made them so beautiful?"

"Your laughter makes my heart beat faster."

"Just looking at your skin makes my skin burn... so beautiful."

"When you said my name for the first time, Musca, my heart wanted to paint the entire universe with your colors." He was yelling as if he wanted the whole world to know.

The fog tried to touch me. It wanted to swallow me but I ran. I didn't stop. I couldn't stop.

"I'm your cousin."

I stopped. I stopped to let it consume me. I stopped to watch how far it could hurt me. All I experienced was the fog vanishing like it never existed.

My blurry vision cleared. It was a road with low light coming from the energy saver that was lit at the gate of a house. The light hurt my eyes, giving me nauseating feelings. I was craving darkness. I needed darkness around me. I wanted dark dreamless sleep to consume me.

My legs wobbled as I walked, my heart thumping against my chest. Tears streaming down my face, "I thought I deserved to be happy." My hands clawed my face with uncontrolled emotions, "and I deserve to be loved." A sob left my mouth. "I hate everyone, liars, and frauds." Whimpering I said his name, "Aaliyan, you gave me the stars only to steal them away."

The last three weeks have been the most difficult time of my life. I felt restless, angry, hurt and sad. I gave the exams. I went to Madrassah. Refraining myself from breaking down. Pretending to be strong all the while, knowing, I was not strong enough. Knowing I could not bear this anymore.

That day, Madam Aneela called me to her office, asking me with her usual soft way. "How are you?"

"I am okay," I tried to smile.

"Then, why don't you look okay?"

"I don't know what should I say..." My eyes were getting wet with tears. "I'm so sad. People have broken my trust. Everyone has. I want to go away but I don't have anywhere to go. I want to leave everything."

"And give people satisfaction that you left because of them," she smiled at me like I was a child. "Proving that you cared enough to be affected by anything they did."