Her Redemption

They were the best of friends. A fight led her to her downfall, and now he had to do his part – as her redeemer to a new life.

Her glow was gone.

Part of it was my fault. If only my anger didn't get in the way that night, she should have been the same Nikki, the bubbly sunny person in my life.

Now I am here slowly closing in on her. Her fears emanating on my skin, one must be very patient towards her. I used to know her as a very strong person, always on the go, full of optimism and has a very high pride on herself.

And now I see her in this heart wrenching image of her as I slowly walk towards her.

I lay her down on my bed and she started sobbing quietly. I started kissing her forehead, temple and, cheeks while gently calling her name.

"Nikki." I kept calling her in a loving way. Desperation and longing laced on my voice. My lips started crawling towards her neck and I heard her make an anxious sigh.

Slowly I unbutton her shirt and saw the old scars formed by the incident. I gently touched them one by one. In gentle loving motion. Her scars never reduced her in my sight. She's beautiful inspite of her scars.

As my finger brushed upon her collarbone, she spoke.

"That is where he bit be."

And without any hesitation, I kissed the biggest scar, and she smiled.