"I will be staying here?". She asked looking at the mansion in front of her shocked
"Do you have another place?". He asked haughtily as he rolls his eyes
She moves a little closer to him, "Is it haunted?".
He looks at her blankly for the longest time hoping she would laugh at any given moment but the seriousness on her face made him sigh knowing she isn't joking.
"It is not haunted". He said each word slowly for her to understand as he starts to walks inside and she didn't follow behind, "At least that's what I believe".
She immediately runs towards him walking closer to him and he bites his lips to keep his face blank as he intends to do.
"Your room will be in that corner". He motioned to the other half of the mansion wanting to keep her at a far distance from him
She nodded not wanting to question him further and have him getting angry at her.
He sighs, "Can you just stop thinking the worse of me?".
"When you look like that". She said pointing at him and the moment she realises what she said she covers her mouth cursing herself
He looks at himself then back at her scared face not wanting her to be scared of him is something that is on his mind since the first time he met her but she only seems scared of him each time.
So, he chooses the best option which is to direct her to her room and lock himself in his room for his sanity. Because the more he stays near her the more he is drawn closer to her.
He enters his darkroom leaving the lights off as he stumbles throwing himself on the bed after spending the whole night and next day in the hospital chair or sofa while they run all sort of tests on her.
He didn't dare to explain to her that she lost her child and he didn't even want to be the one to tell her something this sensitive since he has no emotions of his own he will struggle more to understand her emotions.
The doctor suggested keeping the fact away from her until she is mentally stable enough to handle it as the earlier panic attack only showed how much of the pain she is in to bear something more on it.
He turns on his bed looking at the ceiling blankly with his personality he had driven the people far away from him which is to his benefit because each person has their motives, wishes and intentions for him not caring about what he desires for.
Isn't that what today human do?.
They impose their thinking, understanding and their desires burden on other souls without any consciousness or thoughts while some of the innocent soul was damaged gravely.
He had seen the consciousness of human leaving them in a brick of moment. And if someone doesn't hold them accountable in that moment that's exactly when they start to become the copy of Satan.
Because if someone were to slap the sense into them. They would have known they were wrong. Isn't that what parents do with their younger children?. To have them understand that they did wrong- they hold them accountable, question them on their behaviour, explain why it's wrong and if they still do it- they slap sense into them.
How is that different when a person is older then?. Because as they grow older they need more sense knocked into them and not to be left out of leash to do whatever they want and have people backing them.
That is when the monster is made.
He closes his eyes tired wanting to sleep for a moment if possible because his insomnia is killing him. He twists and turn for a long time before giving up and instead starts to work on his project after a refreshing shower.
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The Tales of love- II
Short StoryThis is the second part of "The tales of love" continuing the short love stories. Published date: November 1, 2020