SWARON SS; I DONT WANT U BUT U R MINE updt page 11 - Page 10

Originally posted by: Hoppy

Wow, inspired from the recent promo Medha?😳

It was just awesome, I always say this, I love choice of your words.

"I long for the comfort of having him with me, knowing he will catch me of i stumble, knowing that me and swayam will never mess it up, to be back against his chest..and know the heart inside it is mine."

Please update soon, while reading I wished this update never ended

Originally posted by: additive_monaya

It's amazing don't soon

And it choked me. i...i felt like now i really am nothing to him. Dance was who i am...and swayam, being his girlfriend...although not many knew about it had quietly also become a huge part of who i am. I felt like i did not have any effect on him anymore.felt like i was of no consequence anymore. It choked me. throttled me. lord it suffocated me worse than the dance.

"what on earth are you even doing Sharon?"his eyes could not become any more angrier or confused ."subah tak tumhe mere baat karne se problem tha aur ab? Although i must say its a pleasure to see you dancing again and i'm relieved...but exactly why are you all of a sudden swallowing all your words and actions? do you have multiple personality disorder?

"no swayam...i..."the rest of my words were drowned as he pinned me against the wall as he chided and that cut off the remaining air i had in my lungs. My breath left me with a whoosh as my back banged against the wall and trapped between his angrily baffled countenance and the cramped corner of the room, my already panting lungs could take no more. Breathless. And in front of the very person i was hiding it from.

But that was the only thing which brought him to his senses a bit."Sharon...sharon? what?"

I pushed him off and ran. I had to breathe. Humans can survive without food and water for some time...but without breathing?...i blindly thumbed through my bag attacking it like an animal to find my elusive inhaler. Swayam dropped down beside me and was enquiring, presumably about what was happening but...i can't say for sure..was not exactly in a position to listen.

i.did.not want.to believe it. why was Sharon using an inhaler? People with really bad respiratory conditions have to use inhalers. Like asthmatic people. So..her coughing fits lately,fainting at the dance camp...her deserting dance...were they because of asthma? I cant even think of it anymore. I don't know.

One thing i know. Asthmatic people cant dance. But Sharon...? how can she not dance? Dance is her life.

She looked up after a long moment. Bloodshot eyes. Still heaving. Looked at me from under her lashes...like she was not sure of me...and was guilty .

Then the tear came rolling down from her eye.

"Sharon?"I whispered

He knelt in front of me...and stared...and i knew that he knew everything. His gaze...

He just asked one thing."asthma?" i nodded.

He did not say another word. Just held out his arms...kneeling in front of me.

And i could not control myself any longer. I just hurled myself into swayam's arms and cried.he dropped his face on top of mine and i felt like he had locked every sorrow away from me... He might leave dance for me...all the trouble i went through for him, and still he knew...but right now all these could wait...all that mattered was i get to be in his arms and its so comforting...my head tucked under his chin and its just so safe..like nothing can hurt me anymore. he understood. perfectly.

i know it seems selfish that here i was just drawing on his support and love when i should have probably kept fighting to hold him to dance; but the moment he spread his arms for me to shelter myself in, i knew almost instinctively that now if i asked him just once that swayam...please don't leave dance...for me...he would never leave dance. The possibility was there that he would leave dance to make me feel better about not dancing, but i think its gonna be better just to make him promise not to leave dance. For me and him.it was stupid of me not to realise this earlier. Here i had been losing both dance and him. But i can keep him at least. And his dance wont be hampered. He would do it for me. He loves me. All my uncertainities washed away with my tears soaking his shirt now.

Thats it guys...hope you like it.more next time. Do tell me how it was.plzzz???????

And it choked me. i...i felt like now i really am nothing to him. Dance was who i am...and swayam, being his girlfriend...although not many knew about it had quietly also become a huge part of who i am. I felt like i did not have any effect on him anymore.felt like i was of no consequence anymore. It choked me. throttled me. lord it suffocated me worse than the dance.

Found it. breathed in.moments passed. Collected myself and looked up at him. He was looking at me and the inhaler...but i cant define his expression.it was not confused...or shocked...or relieved or hurt. It was...like he could not or did not want to connect or associate that inhaler with me.he saw it but he did not want to make the connection. I know...thats exactly how i felt when i found out. It was not acceptable to him. His pain...my pain...same thing.