Kriyansh SS: Touch Of Love (Ch10+Epilogue Pg71) - Page 46

I stood in a room. It seemed to have no end and everything seemed so quite, serene but lifeless. I turned around to see whether I cud find a clue to where I was but alas I cudn't. I sighed and turned around only to be stuck at the beauty standing there. She wore a white flowing gown and her ebony tresses travelled down her shoulder providing a touch of elegance to her petite frame. She looked sensuous. But the expression on her face didn't go with the tranquility she possessed. It was as if the life had been sucked out of it. But as she approached me her face regained her luster turning into a heavenly smile. She came in front of me and stood there gazing into my eyes with her mystical orbs and then the next moment her lips were in contact with mine and moving in sync. I slid my around her waist taking her feminine figure in my hands not caring about who initiated it. But soon enough I had a weird feeling creeping over me. I pulled myself back to see a sardonic grin covering her lips and her eyes rolling in mockery and before I could do anything she popped into a black mist and instantly engulfed me inside her while I was left helpless unable to say anything and then all became dark...

Rey woke up with a jolt. The dream had surfaced up again and it was turning as nightmarish as it could. The past 2 months he had been haunted by the same dream every moment. He feared closing his eyes as all the flashes of past will come forward and the dream will haunt him again. As time progressed the dream was becoming more sadistic as the white walls of the room would get covered with the memories and stills of his life - with her becoming a constant reminder of his felony.

The day after the dreadful incident he undertook all the responsibilities - everything he could manage he did so. Forgetting his pain, the treachery that took place with him he was there to comfort others tend to everyone present. His heart cried in guilt as he felt it was his fault. He tried to cut himself off from everyone. He felt he needed time to repent, to cry but the lone time was the thing he dreaded as flashes came forward. His heart couldn't stop itself from going back and as soon as that happened he felt her, her lips on his, her moans, her feel, her eyes everything. And as soon as this happened he couldn't help but loathe himself for the thoughts he was having. As a result he indulged himself into alcohol to forget his pains to knock him unconscious but it didn't help and all he could gain was the feel of enduring the pain. He often went out to bars to drink and later to ward off his mind but nothing did help.

Once he returned home heavily drunk. He didn't want but he could feel someone's penetrating gaze on him continuously and whenever he tried to look he didn't find anyone. Also he was trying to set himself with someone and could find so many of them out there and many of them made open passes at him but in every case it resulted he finding the situation suffocating and then making an escape. He was fed up of himself. His heart always came in mid. He just dashed inside his room throwing away everything whatever came in the way of him. He just crashed on the floor besides his bed. He was tired of all the running away. He screamed, "Just look at me what u have turned me into. The better way have been to kill me rather to leave me rotting like this. It is all coz of u. Wish u hadn't come in my life. Each day is living hell all coz of u." He went to the side table and just shoved everything off to kick out some of his feelings out of his system. All the things scattered and the diary was lying out in the open. He took the diary and glared at it...

"You its all coz of u. Hadn't u come in my life nothing of this sort would have happened." He glared at the inanimate object as if it would respond in the other second. "U know u are VERY bad. ", pointing at the diary he continued. "U have so many things in u that I cannot even imagine. U ruined my life like hell. Never have u brought anything good for me to read about. U always have worsened my condition. U have left me nowhere. I have had enough of ur nonsense... u know that. Lets finish this off today itself. Instead of having more shocks lined up in installments lets have all in a one go."

Rey starts reading the diary again from the start. (am continuing after the photo incident)

"I walked away and caught many of the students making snide comments. It was getting unbearable. I tried hard to control myself but couldn't and it resulted in me slapping Aryan in public. But the very next second I regretted my impulsiveness and my outburst. I just went away from there and the whole night I had been regretting my action. The very next day I gathered up the courage to make amends or it and stood in front of Aryan apologizing expecting a harsh reaction from him but was amazed as he forwarded a hand friendship towards me. I was taken aback but gladly accepted it. The days that followed were fun-filled joyous and totally excitement filled. In these days a friend of Aryan also came and joined us. By the looks of him I could totally tell he was a womanizer plus the way he behaved with me totally irked me. I shared my discomfort with Aryan but he told he will look into and over the days I found his friend less clingy. Once we all decided to hang around at Aryan's farmhouse. It was such a peaceful day but for me it was the calm before the storm. Around evening everyone left and I was also preparing to leave when Aryan's friend grabbed me and took me forcibly inside the house and was forcing himself on me. I tried to push him away but he was very much stronger than me. At that instant itself I saw Aryan and I called him for help. He just shrugged and then addressed his friend and told him that when he was done they wud grab a drink together. I was shocked. His friend tried to open my shirt buttons but I didn't allow him to do so and pushed him away and then grabbed a nearby face and hit him knocking him off. I proceeded to leave immediately but encountered Aryan on the way. I just went and slapped him and asked him what was it all about. How could he do this I asked him considering we were friends. He just scoffed saying friends and then told me that I was never even a worth a dime for him. The relationship was a bet, the photos were a way of getting back at me coz my rival ' his girlfriend wanted to destroy my college life. The slap that was hit by a thunder. I couldn't believe that just coz of a silly bet he was gonna play with my life. As I proceeded to leave he just held my wrist and pulled me back saying the revenge wasn't over and it would be finished only when my life would become hell and then he has to finish off what his friend had started. I shuddered at his words and tried to entangle myself from him but his hold was rock solid. I somehow shoved him off and proceeded to exit but he was following me. I took my car and drove at a thundering speed while he was following. It was raining heavily and I was trying my level best to stay away from him. But then due to the slippery roads I lost control over my car and then my car was about to collide with the truck but somehow managed to my way only to get crashed into a tree. I somehow came out and ran for my dear life as I saw Aryan's car pulling around my car. I was running and before I could realize I slipped near the edge of the cliff. Aryan came over there and I pleaded for help but he didn't give me a hand and gave me sardonic grin and went away and then I everything went black."

Rey shut the diary off horrified at what he had read. Before he could dwell anything else the alcohol took its toll over him and he slept. In the morning he woke up and when he stressed on his mind he remembered what he had read. He sat straight not wanting to believe what he had read. He took the diary again hoping it wouldn't be true what he had read. He read the entire diary and then broke down. He was ashamed of his brother, his judgement everything. He couldn't believe his brother could stoop so low and moreover he didn't let her explain a thing. The diary said it all. Her feelings, her present state everything. But he could not help but hate himself for being such a brute to her. He then somehow gathered courage and went to her room to look for her diary and there he found the diary as everything was there as it was. He was shaking reading her feelings and breaking down every second for behaving the way he behaved with her.

Over the passing days he vehemently tried to locate her. Went everywhere he could think off. Asked everyone he could think off who might have seen her. Whenever he closed his eyes that night came flashing in front of him and the expressions on her face that he had conveniently skipped. Every night he would cry himself to the sleep. And as soon as sleep took over him the dream hovered. It was the same dream but with a difference. This time when they kissed he found tears in her eyes and her face turned into a glum one and then she drifted away from him and before he could hold her again she would vanish away in a white smoke leaving him alone.

The pain over the days had become unbearable. One night all the flashes of that night came in front of him and then the dream and he woke up with a jolt. He had decided something and he was sure what he had to do.

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