IMPULSE (When Love is not enough!)
- LETTURE 167
- Voti 4
- Parti 4
Taglieutenant
"Why Nina?you are shivering from my touch.Your even clinging unto me. I thought you felt nothing for me"He grinned."What are you hiding from me,Nina"?Nina smiled uncomfortably."Nothing.I told you I don't feel anything for you."She replied"Really,That's nice.I almost let you go thinking you didn't care about me but that's a lie.Isn't it?"She was quiet."I never gave up on us,Nina.I was so much in love with you.It nearly killed me.!He said rubbing her cheeks."You gave up on us first.Why didn't you fight for us.I expected you to be my stregth.I expected your strength to be enough for the both of us."She whispered."Eric swore"I don't care that your getting married,Nina.I don't give a damn about that.You've always been mine.I made you mine 6 years ago and You would always remain mine ."The next instance they were together in a tight embrace,tongues entwined."say my name,Nina". "I can't""Say it" "Eric!!!!."He moved away from her."good.Remember this,Nina.you are mine and no one else's"And he was gone.
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Just this once | JenLisa |
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His cold eyes moved from my face to all over my white lace dress with a clenched jaw. I felt weak in my knees but I was successful in keeping my brave face. "Nina is that you? You are looking so beautiful" he said while looking at me. I blushed I was still feeling burning holes in my back I gulp down nervously. "Have some drink?" he said while taking a glass from the waiter. "No she is leaving," said the harsh voice next thing I know champagne was all over my dress staining it and making me gasp. Before I could react he gripped my hand & dragged me near the pool area where no one could see us. I snatched my hand away from his tight grip "Why the hell you ruined my dress" I half yelled. "What the fuck you are doing at my party looking like a slut" he yelled angrily while pinning me to the wall. Listening to his words my blood boiled. "Let me guess you came here to ruin my mood by showing your ugly face," he said with an angry smirk letting me know his hate. "Stop giving yourself so much importance. I'm here for your mom. My face may be ugly but ugly souls like you are not even worthy of my life's single second" I said angrily and pushed him away from me but he didn't let me go away. "I can hide my ugly soul beside this face but ugly ducklings like you carry their ugliness which can't even be hidden by beautiful dresses because they stain everything around them with their ugliness" his words were hurting my soul. I won't give him the privilege to see my tears. With all my power I pushed him making him stumble and fall into the pool. "Happy birthday," saying that I tried to walk away with a victory smirk but he didn't let me go. Things he did to me after that still send a shiver down my spine. One thing was clear that day I would never want to see his face again in this life. But I don't know why the hell I am standing in front of him in church wearing a wedding gown. Looking at his victory angry smirk plastered to his face with my glassy eyes.
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