Head over Heels (ON HOLD)

Chapter.37

[PRECAP: RACH IS AT REMO'S MERCY IN A FAR AWAY UNKNOWN LAND. SHE CHOOSES TORTURE OVER SUBMISSION, WHEN ASKED BY REMO. LET'S SEE WHAT FOLLOWS....]

Remo.

Love makes you blind, love makes you forget about the people around you. You have a plethora of emotions which are raw and strong surging through every fiber of your being. And that's what I am feeling right now.

Intoxicated! Yes. I am drowning more and more into this puddle of my own created drama. Name it. And you have it all.

Rachel!

I wanted to teach her father a good lesson but not even in my dream did I think that I would be the one to suffer in my own created drama. She definitely ought not to have played that stunt in front of me.

Torture?

I should give her for that. I did know that my Rach was sure a lady of valor and beauty. And she would never resort to something menial even if it is at the stake of her life.

She chose torture over submission and I must give it for her balls. She looks directly into my eyes without any fear, those very same eyes which was my redemption, my very salvation. but now those loving eyes didn't hold any love for me but pure hatred. Nothing else.

As promised I take out my knife which has graced many skin before. I feel disgusting for doing this, yes I have used this knife for many vile things. But that was different because all those fuckers deserved it. But this is MY ANGEL. Or is it was? She didn't do anything to deserve this from me.

If a Falcone takes his knife out then it doesn't go back into it's sheath without savoring blood. it has graced all the dirty blood but this would be it's first time with an innocent's blood.

I look into Rachel's eyes whose eyes are bloodshot and death is clearly written in them. That unnerves me and my hand slightly falters. A smirk is quick to form at the corner of her perfectly kissable lips. That just makes my inside boil with hatred and I quickly make a cut on upper right arm. I made that incision so that the blood loss would be less and the wound would heal quickly in a week of two or three.

I am absolutely a sick bastard.

"AHAA.." She shrieks. I knew then that this cry is gonna be my nightmare for many days to unfold. That look of agony, pain, distrust is sure to be many of the reasons for my sleepless nights to come.

I turn away from her and look directly into the web cam hoping that Mr. Thomas got my message hard and fast.

"Hope you got that hard and fast. Play along my rules, you will get your daughter in one piece otherwise be ready for her destruction." I give them a dark laugh and bring the one sided conversation to an abrupt halt.

When I turn back to have a look at Rachel, she has already fallen to the ground' holding her bleeding arm. But not even a single drop of tear fell from her eyes. I motion Fabiano to take her back to her bedroom. Not sure if it's me who can't stand blood or especially hers.

RACHEL.

I am brought to my bedroom by Fabiano. I couldn't sum up Remo's today's action altogether. Not even in my wildest dream did I pen him for that kind of a person who could hurt a woman. But this is Remo whom we are talking about as unpredictable as a wild hurricane.

My dad. God! what would have he thought about me. Never in my life have I let down my parents. Especially my dad, I was his pride, but today I couldn't even afford to look straight into his eyes. Where have I landed myself upon. Remo might have cut my flesh which is bleeding, but that bleeding is nothing compared to the pain that I am experiencing at heart. My heart has been broken into thousand different pieces and nobody can stop that bleeding right now. No one!