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A SWARON OS
Heyya guys!
I have written a Swaron os!
Hope u like it!
Its dedicated to my naughtinnocent, Mansu n Rosy di!
Tell me how it is!
Its my first try, so do criticise if u don't like it.
Spinning, black 9mm bullets crash into the clear, navy blue sky. Loud gun shots deafening all, explosions ending with glowing,red flames, threatening bombs killing dozens.
My long legs kept on running, fast, killer birds willfully chasing me, maybe, there was name tag stuck on me, naming their favourite dishes, 'RAW MEAT', not even caring to ask my permission. A pair of greens orbs pierced into me, poisonous snakes resembling that old, treacherous man..
I didnt stop, a sharp glance over my shoulders was all I would need, dark thoughts flooding, a deep fear covering my delicate soul.. My sight turned bright maroonish-red, the colour of pure human blood, a knife belonging to a worshipper of Janus, The 2-Faced God, tearing apart a young man, beheading
his head, several cuts ordering for countless painful screams. His lightish brown plates closing down, his shining jet black hair no- longer needing to be taken care of, his chiselled, muscular chest showing off itself, dressed with enormous, deep scars, being completely ripped and whipped, his precious heart beating for the last, his lungs pleading for oxygen.
A sense of knowing filled my panting body, my brain trying to recall this stranger, his death was no normal thing , his importance unable to be compared. Love,
something I shared with him, my life symbolized this known. I stood, rooted to the evergreen body of our mother earth, witnessing an unforgivable crime through my very own eyes, effort equalled to zero taken by me. Recording that sorrowful memory was all I did, loyal justice never to be thought of...
Swayam Shekhawat, the classy name pumped through me, love, no, fakeness, pretence was the love, never did I ever love him.
~***~
"No! I did love him, I did...!! I know I didnt save him! STOP MAKING IT WORSE!" I wailed, tightly clutching the edges of my warm blanket, afraid, a horrid crime potraying me.
"Shar!!" Someone barged into my royal room, the ancient, mahogany door closing with a bang.
He rushed towards me, jumping on my king-size double bed, engulfing me into a big hug, exceptionally hoping to protect me, giving away all his strength in doing so...
"Shar, calm down, shh... Its okay. It was just a scary nightmare." he comforted me, a slight tone of firmness could heard.
"Rey, please. I cant bear it anymore, I dont have anymore strength. Please, I want to die. Please!" I shouted, tired.
Facing the same nightmare again and again, it didnt make it easier, worse was the word which defined it. Hatred, the emotion I felt for these never- ending nightmares.
Losing myself, the time of that violent battle, my remainings not dusty ashes but a living soul, a trembling soul forced to stay alive, forced to live.
"Swayam, my Swayu..." I kept on murmuring, bowing for Hestia, the Goddess of Hope, begging for mercy. Maybe, he would return, fit and healthy but I was wrong, nothing, nothing was going to happen, he was gone forever.
I winced in pain as Kriya washed my agonizing scars, zillions carved on my bony body, the proof of my worst times. Kriya and Rey , my best friends, they lived for me, no matter how much I fussed, they remained patient, advising me everyday, hugging me tight, preventing anyone from harming me. I couldnt cause them more troubles, freeing them, their numerous favours chaining me. I was leaving...
I opened my empty closet, a few clothes neatly kept on shelves. I quickly changed into a white tanktop and comfortable black jeans. I grabbed my dark green hunting coat, storing the pockets with lighters, knifes and my cell phone. My brownish-black backpack contained the rest except my strong, archery bow which was held by hand, a pack of delicate arrows clinging by my shoulder. At last, I put on my favourite boots, the best to ever wear while hunting.
"I'll see you guys later!" I said, raising my palm, biding a good bye.
"Target Shoot?? Shar, are u completely nuts? You cant! You dont have any more strength left in you. FOR ONCE, Why cant you just rest!" Rey commands, his hazel orbs blazing with lots of care.
"I'll be okay Rey.. Dont worry.." I reply, rejecting his command. I walked up to him, hugging him for the last, thanking him for being with me, apologizing a hundred
times for giving him so much responsibility.
I closed the door, vowing never to return, atleast not alone...
~***~
I force myself into a quick sprint, hardly touching the tips of the stoned pavements. The hot ball of fire glared, the atmosphere changing from frozen cold nights to sparkling sunny days, the sky painted bright yellow, providing me light, a vision to see. Soft, green, uncut grass met my feet, encouraging my presence, huge trees shading me, the running wind combating with the boiling, warm air. This was where loneliness met, this meadow was my new home.
Walking, knowing the way by heart, I come across my practice area. Circular targets shaped on the woody barks, long arrows taking place of small darts, concentration
always required...
I place my thin arrow between my bow strings, aiming straight, shutting my right eye, the center being my target. An arrow slips from my poised bow, the center bagged by it, cutting through the bark flawlessly. I sigh with pleasure, glad that it worked on my first try.
"So you aren't that bad either, Ghai!" teased a slim, well built man, aged in his mid 25's, young and careful, frightening, deep scars revealed, his thin lips dancing with a pleasant smile.
Shocked, I rub my eyes in disbelief,going crazy, wondering whether this was reality.
"Swayam! U are.. are... alive.."I whisper,clutching the trunk of an old tree, wanting support, debating on what was real or not.
"Ofcourse I am sweetheart." he replies, delightful.
He's not Swayam, he cant be, you watched him embrace his death, my inner soul argued. Trust or Lie, True or Untrue, I was helpless, shuddering if, he was just a mutant. Someone redesigned with the DNA of the dead, looking, speaking just like its owner but in real, a robot. My thoughts keep on buzzing, questions beating around the bush, answers to be conquered. Honestly, clever minds didnt support me, poweful lovers did. A risk was to be taken, the future lay unplanned.
"Shar.. I know you wont believe me. According to you, you saw me die. How am I even alive then? Miracles keep on happening, any day, any time sweety. I am real, I am with u." he answers, his musical voice playing along with answers.His damaged yet charming face requesting to be trusted.
"I saw you die! My ugly nightmares kill me each night,cursing,breaking me slowly and deeply. My courage, my strength, my might! Physically I am shown to be strong but mentally, you will see me dead!" I shout, fighting back my watery tears, wishing not to be weak.
"It wasnt me!" he shouted, losing his temper
"What do u even me by it wasnt me! He freaking looked like u!" I argued, still confused.
"He was my twin Shar! I watch you everyday, when u scream and yell during your nightmares, I HOLD U! After that deadly blood bath, I didnt, I couldnt randomly meet u!" he explained, his wobbly knees giving up,clashing them to the hard,muddy surface.
"Hold me? Are u even serious!" I shout, my trembling heart let go, my just mind agreeing with me.
"Yes... I love u Shar! I really do! Am sorry, I know I hurt u but I didnt have a choice. I was afraid, I needed you to gain some..."he says,cleansing those hopeless minutes eventually changing into years.
"I love u too Swayu! Please.. you're never leaving me. Promise me!" I say, trusting him, not wanting to lose him all over again.
The previous times, I could have beared it but now, I wouldnt be able too.. I would rather cut my wrist, ending this revolution forever.
"I promise. " he agrees firmly
In a few seconds, marching past those series of fast milliseconds, I found myself in his arms, holding me tight, swearing against all odds never to leave me. A hug wasn't enough for me, my hunger went far beyond.
I pushed him back, framing him, my solo body blocking his path. Moving in front, interlocking my tender lips with his soft ones took my breath away, licking through, tasting each and every delicious, sweet, tangy part of his freshened mouth, my hot legs snaked around his waist, my hands ruffling through his soft, silky hair. He forced his way in, deepening the kiss, making it longer, forgetting the need for oxygen. Dangerous Desires running through our blue veins, stopping wasnt our interest.
He rested me cautiously on a wooden bench, shoving every pain down the drain. My hazel orbs smirked at his mesmerizing, chocolatey ones, our twins watching colours shifting, thoughts perfectly the same, he was the most beautiful angel, I ever laid my dreamy eyes upon. His furious lips brushed past my skin, planting wet kisses on my bare neck. Grasping, clutching his green jacket, I bit my tongue, sounds of moaning hidden.
His control washed over him, losing it, he was an unruly hound. I soaked in the pleasure, the joy, the feeling of happiness blowing, the dandelions blushing rosy pink.
The lonesome woods secretly hiding our romance, our loving sessions, the chirping, colourful birds dooming my moans.
We rolled, falling on the living earth, its luscious grass flavouring our naked bodies, we were one, our souls were joined...
"Fear can control u but love can shield u from every fear ..." I sigh, breathing in fresh air
Giving my pair of tired orbs a rest, knowing no nightmare would disturb me today. Specially the fear of losing him...
Now I realize, leaving that red-bricked cottage helped me. I had found my destiny, living through these memories was a mystery.
Sooo, that's a wrap!
Hope u guys liked it!
Mansi, meri naughtinnocent hope this satisfied u .
Rosy di, I hope I fulfilled ur wish.
Guys, please comment and like.
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