Chapter 26. Move On

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Keira's POV

He was crying in my arms and I was thinking that I was so wrong about him, I always thought that he is heartless, he is inhuman, he is arrogant, he is rude and void of all emotions, but I was wrong he is so broken, helpless, sad and lonely, he is one of those who show themselves to be the most cruelest and strong of all but from inside they are soft and full of emotions.

"Now you are here.. Then tell her to go.. tell her to leave me.. ask her why she is doing this to me.. why she comes here and leaves me heartbroken.. why Is she breaking my heart like its nothing.. like I don't feel any pain.. why?.. save me.." he said breaking the hug and looking into my eyes, his blue eyes seems like ocean of tears,

Seeing him like this an lone tear escapes my eye, "I promise I will save you from everything, now come on first stand" I have no idea who is she? And what have she done to him, that made him so vulnerable? I picked him up from his shoulders and he stands up, after making him sit on sofa I run to get the first aid kit, after searching for few minutes I finally found it in one of the drawers,

I sit beside him taking his hand in mine I start cleaning it with drenched cotton of antiseptic wound wash, I hiss a bit feeling his pain but he remained seated looking at me, after cleaning it properly I applied ointment on it and wrapped the bandage around his palm, Thank God, the cut was not that deep, and it didn't had any glasses in it,

He is so careless how can he just hurt himself like this, why he always wants to feel the pain, he always tries to suffer, I want to know why he is like this, but no-one can tell, even he also never speaks of it, I'm amazed that he is always thinking about his past but never wants to talk about it.

His fingertips touch my cheek and I come back from my thoughts, he wipes my tears, I just look at him, those eyes they always ties me in something, whenever I see them I'm lost, in the deepness and beauty of it, this not the first time I'm seeing his eyes, I have always seen similar pairs of eyes in my dreams, it's strange that the eyes you see in dreams comes alive in real life the difference is just in reality they are quite and sad but in my dreams they seem so alive, and full of life.

"Thank You" words left his mouth,

"It's alright Mr. Adams but I want to know why are you doing this, why? You were hurt, you were bleeding and still you didn't even try to help yourself, you were sitting their staring at your wound, don't you feel pain?" I'm annoyed, neither he tells me anything and nor stop thinking about it.

"This pain is nothing in front of what I feel everytime, this wound will bleed for sometime then it'll stop bleeding and will be cured but the wound I have inside me" he chucked darkly "it might not bleed like this one but Its killing me from inside, because of that pain I don't feel any other pain"

"Mr. Adams" he cuts me off,

"Look Miss. Peers it's your tear" he said showing my tear on his fingertip "I gave you this.. this is the only thing I can give to anyone, tear.. hurt.. pain.. sadness.. you helped me.. you want to help me don't ya?" he asked and I nod, "Then kill me, kill me Keira, I'll be more than thankful"

"Please Mr. Adams don't say this, please don't, I know you are hurt, I know someone have hurt you badly and you want to die because of it, but tell was she the only person in your life?" I asked,

"She was my everything" he said with a sad smile over his face, it's clear he is again thinking of her,

"No.. Maybe she was your everything but not the only one in your life, you want to die for one person who loved you but can't you live for other persons who love you, Erik, he is your best friend he sees his family in you he thinks you everything and I know you also want to see him happy always but do you think he'll be happy if you'll die.. Mary she thinks you as her brother, she loves and cares for you do you think she'll be okay with you dying.. and what about me.. a girl who can't stand your bleeding hand a girl who is always thinking about you, who just wish one thing to see you happy smiling like you used to will be able to see you dying.. If anything will happen to you I'll die as well" I said in tears,

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