Touch Her And... (Completed)

Chapter 1

"Bruno.." I shouted.
"Why are you being so naughty? Come back here you little devil. Oh God, no, Bruno! Stop there!"
The way I was running my father would have gone furious, if only he was alive. But I've never been that lucky to have any of them around.

I lost her when I was only 5 years old. My mother must had been a very pretty lady as far as I can understand from her pictures. I have always heard my father talk about her beautiful voice. She was a good singer. But apparently I don't remember anything. The only person who has been everything to me, was my father. He never let me feel her absence. Just a few months back I couldn't even imagine staying without him. But you eventually learn everything when time makes you learn it in a hard way. It has been 4 months since I have heard my father calling me out with my name. Teressa Brown, that's what my name is but my father and most of my friends used to call me Triss. That's past now. Presently I have accepted the truth, yes, I lost him and everything with that. Staying at a different place with some different people. I left back everything behind me, my friends, my dogs, my tiny home, my open terrace and Kolkata.

My father used to tell me the story of how he fell in love with my mother in their college years. She being a Bengali Hindu and he being a Bengali Christian, it was really tough for them to get along with each other and also their families were giving them a tough time. But they somehow managed and got married. He always missed her so much that it used be visible on his face, even when I grew up. That made me question a lot of things. One such is our generation, are we like them? Does our bond stay that strong? Is this really possible for everyone like us? A bond like this probably doesn't exist nowadays. Who knows.

After my father I had no other options but to come down to my maternal aunt's place, at Kurseong. She has always been very close to me and my father. She used to visit us quite frequently and me and my father used to spend our holidays here at her place most of the times. It has always been like a second home to me. But she is way too sick nowadays, and also widowed since the last 5 years. My cousin brother works for the Indian Navy and obviously doesn't get enough time to spend with her. She would have been all alone if not for Julian aunty. She's my aunt's neighbor and also her caretaker. She loves me a lot as well and I love her too. She is the one who has almost made me go overconfident about myself saying the same things again and again,

"You have no idea, this black and curly hair of yours is to die for. But do you know what makes you stand out love? Those beautiful hazel eyes and that heartwarming smile of yours. Your husband will be the luckiest person, mark my words!" Every time she praises I feel awkward. I mean praises are nice but that makes you feel uncomfortable at times as well.

Presently I had a bigger problem to deal with. Bruno, my lovely beagle has gone nuts and running towards the road like a shit head. I just don't know what has gotten into him. After coming to my aunt's place I've almost taken over my her bakery shop. I had to because she was in no physical condition to run this anymore. The shop was at the ground floor if aunt's house. It was small but cozy house. I house filled with hope, love and lots of baking fragrance. So back to the topic, I was placing the takeaway on the counter when Bruno suddenly felt like being a bad boy.

"Hey, stop now, you will hurt yourself." And as I said, within a millisecond a huge, marvelous looking car was about to paste him to the ground.

"No....! Please stop!" But the driver probably couldn't even notice me and continued driving. Consequently I had no other options left other than diving on the rough ground to save Bruno. And trust me, I did what I said.

"Chiiiiiiiinnnkkk!!" The car pulled its break just before knocking me down to death. I got numb to the very core and was hoping for someone to come out of that car and shout the hell out of me, but to my surprise nothing like that happened and after a few minutes the car moved past me.

Few seconds later I realized that I was still sitting on the ground with Bruno on my lap.
"You are incorrigible Bruno. What is about this suicide mission?!" I scolded the innocent animal who probably didn't understand anything I was saying. However that didn't stop me from scolding him even more while striving to stand up as I was badly hurt. My knee and also my elbow were bleeding badly.

"See what you have done! You fool, what if that car hurt you? What I would have been left with?" I scolded Bruno, my heart hammering like a machine.
I came back to the shop and called out for Julian aunty. She came within a minute or so and her jaw dropped when she saw the bruises.

"What on earth happened?!" As I said previously, my skin was filled with red bloody bruises popping out from here and there.

"It's Bruno, he was being suicidal and was about to be pasted under the wheels of that brilliant looking car. Wasn't it, you devil??" I said angrily.

"And you saved him knowing that the same could have happened to you? Wow, clever! What's wrong with you Teressa?" Julian aunty seemed furious.

"I couldn't let that happen to him aunty, he is the only one that stayed back with me, I couldn't let anything happen to him, could I? Now, please don't get angry and take care of the shop for a few minutes. I'll just go and get freshened. I love you. You know that, don't you? " I said and left smiling. While Julian aunty seemed even more furious.

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First Published on : 15th July 2020
Edited on: 26th June 2022.

A/N

So this is my first story. Totally my original creation. So any sort of plagiarism is not accepted. Don't copy someone's work, try to create something on your own. That has the real thrill. Trust me. I have worked a lot on it. Although it needs some major editing and I am already into it. I hope you give it a chance. And if you already did, I am so grateful. Thank you for choosing my book. I love you.

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