Hey all,
So this is my first piece of work on this forum. Surely not my first time as a writer for I have written both here and on Wattpad on other couples but still, would love to hear your opinions so I could improvise. I'm sort of nervous, since it did not come exactly the way I imagined it but ya, hope it doesn't look too far fetched for her character. This isn't too long, just about 600+ words, hence it's a ficlet I assume.
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Shrouded in darkness, the least visited passage of the house witnessed the breakdown of a girl who had seldom fallen apart. Life and circumstances had moulded her to get immune to pain, to face trying times and also smile through agony and she had accepted it, embraced this shaping of herself wholeheartedly. Being an optimistic person, she forever looked for the brighter or more positive aspect of whatever was thrown at her, while not being delusional or oblivious towards the dark side of it. But the present situation that had been thrusted upon her broke away at her strong self, exposing her vulnerability.
Since the time of her Pagphera, she had been experiencing a variety of emotions which upheaved her stable self. Her life was no longer simple and while she knew it was going to be complicated, she hadn’t anticipated the complexities arising in her emotions. She had begun to feel what she never had before and these inexplicable feelings conflicted her to great extents. Amidst all other happenings in her life, amidst juggling between her responsibilities and adhering to new expectations, these feelings just made things more difficult and hence, she pushed them deep within her, striving to ignore them and hopefully someday crush them. But at the present moment, she felt all of them rising up and flowing past and amidst the broken crevices of her shattered heart.
She had known from the beginning that he loved another and that the person he loved was her own sister. Yet when a few hours earlier he had admitted to that love, despite being in a state of intoxication, she had felt the blow hit her far more strongly than it should have, having known the truth. Incessant tears flowed down her eyes, even as his words and confession played in her head repeatedly. She dint know why it affected her such because all she could register at the moment was the heartbreak.
She had felt her eyes burn, throat clog and chest tighten with agony the instant she had heard them from his mouth yet she had held herself because she knew getting him to bed and away from the family members was of more importance. She had not had it in her to look at or speak to anybody and so, before others could snap out of the shock, she had led him to “their” bedroom. All along he had been holding onto her with a tight grip and had been mumbling incoherent things she could not comprehend, one hand gripping her slender waist and the other wrapped around her neck. She had then managed to untangle herself from him to come to the passage, for she could hold on no more.
Her sobs grew louder and she had to stuff her fingers into her mouth to muffle their sounds for she dint want anyone coming here. She wanted to be alone. She wanted to bear and conquer this pain in the envelope of her loneliness because she knew that was what she had been doing and was precisely what she would be doing all her life! Because Meet Hooda was the distinct feather in every nib that she'd be placed and try as she might, while she'd always be for the other feathers and aid them in writing their destinies on the scroll of their fates, she'd never be one of them! Never! She had been foolish to hope with a tiny corner of her heart that this reality wasn't her ultimate fate, and that maybe, just maybe, she could belong! But the happenings had crushed that hope and had finitely placed it in front of her - she could be but never belong!
Love,
PSR
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