'Pity. Pity....PITY! He only pities me . I thought he cared. Oh who would care for me someone who just fucks. Someone who never even asked my name?' I think to myself before speaking to the senior officer.
Standing Behind me was My Angel. She looks at me with hate and I feel my chest pain with the wrenching of my heart. My senior stands up too. She knocks the Door looking at me then coming in she stands her head high, and speaks," I saw nothing of the murderer I entered and there was a body hanging. Now can I go to work?" My senior Cliff nods. She nods back again and walks out. I run behind her. While she walks out. She keeps moving away out of my reach. She turns into a back alley. I run behind her and grab her hand," Where are you going? I'll drop you come along." She jerks away my hand, "No Thank you I don't need your pity. I will go away by myself. " I grab her waist and stop but she turns to me and slaps me shouting, "Just leave me alone!" I Pin her to the wall next. Her Hands above her head and lock her lips in mine. I kiss her passionately, with all my might. All the frustration and pain. I unleash the wrath on her lips. and when I start losing it. She pushes me back and slaps me harder. I try to come close to her. But She stops me by raising her hand," They took from me what I could not save. You took from me What I thought was special. By Force! Don't show your face ever to me!" She shouts and runs away crying. I feel my heart break at the sight of my angel cry.
How Dare he kiss me! He did not have any right to! I touch my swollen lips.' Are the only thoughts in my head when I come back home. I take a shower and for the days to come he is on my brain. It's been a week since I saw him. But I can clearly remember Reminiscing the moment then shaking my head I move out of my house for a walk. I am walking slowly when the lights go out. Somebody keeps a hand on my mouth and drags me away from my home. I drop one of my sandals there. I am thrown in the backseat and then I am shut there I can't see outside it's all locked. I start to worry if I am going to die.
I look at her balcony door which has been shut ever since I kissed her. I Kissed her....Oh her lips felt so good. I wouldn't mind giving my life in exchange for such a moment. I see her walk daily to work. Go for jogging in morning. Three days when I could afford to be late. I followed her to work too. I look at the cute Tiffin she gave me. Meanwhile, there is no major progress in the case. It's been a week. When I am coming back home. I see a sandal on the pavement. And realize just whose it is. I pick it up and see there are footsteps of being dragged two straight lines running straight in the mud. I see them disappear near a car tire and follow in my car. I call the tracking boy of the case and tell him to start tracking her phone. I get a call again and it's on track. It's My Angel shouting. If I get late she will die. I rush the car. The guy tells me to go the outskirts and I see that the guy or rapist of my angel is standing over her with a rod in his hand. She is lying on the ground. A cut on her hand and swollen ankle. I shoot him dead he falls over her and she starts to scream. I call my team and tell them that the case is closed. I look at her and scoop her up in my arms. I call Stella so she is comfortable to tell what happened. She tells that she was kidnapped till here and I do see proof that the car has black mirrors and one closed shut backseat. I wish I could torture him to death. But I didn't have time for that. I look at her through the window of my car where she is talking with Stella. Stella is on driver's seat and she is on passenger's seat. Along with getting her first aid. I get my statement of what I saw. I go knock on the window and Stella gets out. I get in put my seat belt. She has tears in her eyes. She Speaks," I know you regret it" I smile at her. Then Drive to her place stopping the car. It is a silent ride. I take off my seat belt. Putting a hair strand behind her ear," That is One mistake I don't regret."
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who's diary is it ?
Mystery / ThrillerCold was the night when I saw a dusty diary fallen on the floor next to me.I picked it up and sat reading........ That's all the diary read. I knew who the murderer was and that's when the door opened.
