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AS THE FIREFLY DESIGNS HER DOOM , THE KNIGHT HANGS MIDST A SYMPHONY.
As the symbols of life leave in fear and worry to the institution of learning..with blood flowing reverently through functioning and healthy veins , the happy lit up faces which look like numerous cascades of light through mortal beings as the signs of the plush , fresh and innocent afterglow of Nature's creations that make ,decorate and give meaning to the functioning of growth and death within every leaf , every tree , every bud of a flower and every seed of a fruit seem to rush within their own ecosystems,but Fate had always put this ostracized , tortured yet ruling , powerful , indignant yet ruthless beast into a test. There comes a notion within the small, flowing tides of time where a creature can only cry out his misery , his loss and the manipulation around his life to an extent that it seems to be a peculiar , crude joke made by nature , fate and all the weapons of the cosmos..there is a point up to which one can mourn and break down for feeling the shatter of his heart , his soul and his body. As one fine day..these tears , these mornings and devastations seize and become numb to a point where your heart , soul and body seize to function and become engines of drawing out blood and devastation. That was the tale of a knight who had been ensnared into nothingness inside, but stood as powerful and rigid as a mountain in front of the whole world outside his ravaging eyes ..while the rain the dark ebony clouds and the howl of the murderous wind seemed to work their tunes according to the image of this knight standing within them.The clouds configuring their size according to the shape of his face. The wind's howl being as harsh as his icy eyes were and the rain being as mournful as the dead heart inside his chest that has been thrown within the abyss he belonged in. He was a mere engineered blood machine, and the once flare of innocence and beauty that he lived , loved and smiled upon , he decided..was one lifetime, and this was another. The beast lived and ruled through ruthlessness, power and blood and even though he loved someone who was innocent, pure and beautiful..These were the very realms which he destroyed in cynical pleasure. The beast raved his evil grin within his bronze, masculine jaw line as he stepped within the world he didn't belong. His dark shadows climbed upon the school's staircase...remembering that no matter how unsettled does Fate make him by slapping the same innocence, bravery and impulsive courage he had met a century ago that screamed virginal innocence , eloquent yet flawed impulses with naivety spilled over , but no matter how Fate sadistically makes him face the same demeanor of a being he had lost and become what destiny wanted him to..this time , this era and in this place ; he is not the same playful , innocent , happy, brave yet sensible 18 year old boy he was anymore. Those very eyes which glittered in their waves and hues of Caribbean blue ; now were layers of different browns that were still , lifeless with no anger , complaint , stance or feeling.His black overcoat that represented the darkness in which he lived in and belonged to slowly went to class.
While the wave of innocent black spiraled tendrils wildly caressing those confused and huge lakes of brown pools was staring towards the door of her class..waiting for his footsteps to be heard that was anticipated by her bright sparkling eyes. Her vivid smile towards the sparkling sun that reflected the strings of her heart .She was the echoed beam of light and laughter within the strawberry fields and lush farms of growth , beauty and life .But... was that who she really was? She did make the bubble of shimmering happiness and the belief of God wanting them and people around her to be happy no matter how many obstacles God laid in front of them to be within every person's smile , laugh and joyous feel around her , but did that overshadow the endless spill of tears within her eyes of loving a man who refuses to feel because of what life gave to him to be a curse within her entire life she had to live with till she took her last breath? Yes. Yes , it did. She delved into manuscripts of dark heroes who had a cursed life and yet let the light instead of the dark define them through the pages of Darcy , Heathcliff or Captain Wentworth..in the hope that someday..she would be a big enough reason to let the light in her father-the man she always loved... be strong enough to win ..but that hope was an illusion...and she lived in this illusion deliberately every single day of her life. His harsh, poking words of her being stupid , being worse than the girls within the streets in his temperament shattering her into pieces every time if she forgot where she kept something , or lost something..his words of her not being worth of his single word and that she should be happy that her luck was written as his daughter or else she would have to be in line for even speaking to him booming within her ears as constant reminders that even the happiest of people are actually the saddest ones you will probably ever know..and then came a slap..a similar slap that Abhay has gotten through her...a slap of reminding her the similar traits of her father being weaved in Abhay's skin to remind her how she will never be loved by someone who she can break into thousands of pieces for . As a silent tear swept through her long eyelashes , a caring hand held her wrist that was scraped by Abhay's touch.
"God , that jerk! Is the wound still hurting Piya?" , inquired Alvira and Pri.
Wound, she thought...as a bitter chuckle accidentally coming out of her mouth..if only they knew that the wounds were nothing except her normal skin to her compared to the biggest wound she dealt with ever since she was born.
"I'm fine , guys." She replied half heartedly.
"Piya , we have known since kindergarden.Stop hiding , will you? I am going to get that insane hypocrite for what he did to you."
"Leave it , Alvi..it's not like I am not used to it."..Piya grew paler as she realized what she had said..
Alvi's colour drained out of her face in an instant as she remembered what Piya had to deal with all the time.."Piya..." her voice almost sounding as a scared whisper , "He..uncle has stopped hitting you atleast now , hasn't he?...I mean...I..I don't see those hanger marks anymore for two years almost so I guess he has stopped now , right?" Her eyebrows frowning in overt concern as her heart is drumming within her chest loudly.
"Of course he has stopped!" , replied the immediate , shocked response within Piyas mouth.."And Alvi..don't do anything..to that..new guy.He ..he has been through a lot.." , She gulped , as if his pain was already hers.
"Are you insane Piya? When will you ever start fighting for yourself..Youn know what?!" Alvi was outraged now. "I have had enough of your damsel in distress nature throughout your life. Shit happens to you cause you accept it without any hesitation , royally in a red carpet. That guy must have harmed , God knows , how many people , and you will just play the victim you always have. You know why? Cause you're weak , Piya. He reminds you of Kishor uncle , doesn't he? Ever heard of Oedipus complex , Piya? Ever heard of it being strong enough to influence your emotional choices for men within fiction and reality? You freaking ever wondered why you get into the skin of dark heroes and search them helplessly within books and real life all the time?!?!?! All you do is run Piya , and this is one of your self made paths to run away! We all have problems! But you have to just laugh at the dark clouds, smile at the silver lining designed in front of it and get on with the hope of those genuine faces who smile at you that you are loved and there is a greater good within life too . Do you want to make the same mistake your mom did? Marry a dark and attractive man who you think will change because of you? Piya. PLEASE. DON'T DO THIS TO YOURSELF. There are people who smile at you genuinely and make you believe that life is worth living..it is in her eyes , and the genuine concern is in our faces.NEVER FORGET THAT , UNDERSTAND?!?", with a tight hug that suffocated both , Piya and Alvira's senses..that Pri joined instantly while saying , "Group hug."
Piya did not know what to say after a long time in her life. Alvira was right. She ran away her whole life and it is time she delves into the greater good and has faith to be a balm to all her wounds. Only if she knew that Fate had other plans , and that she was born because her love for that one man in her life would destine to cost her , HER LIFE.Her reason for existence was to turn to nothingness itself.Her life had to live in order to die for someone else.
Hilridge High , a narrow corridor.
The shrewd ring of the irritable bell led students wandering around the campus .As Pri's footsteps met the narrow corridor that coincided with the water cooler section of the campus..a helpless Avash was struggling with his bag as the ruthless echo of laughter and tall stances gurading Avash's screams met ALvi with no surprised alarm within her face..as Brandon and hid his six "friends" chanted "FAG" with anticipation. Lavi furrowed her eyebrows and Pushed Brandon away with every syllable of laughter disappearing within their faces."Oh god , let's get out of here before we have to look at her face any longer." , murmured Jack and Rubin , while the other four laughed , watching Brandon walk towards her as if he belonged to a throne where he could exercise terror , with Avash quickly standing beside Alvi with his books and wearing his almost crumpled spectacles. "You know why do you feel the sadistic need of making everyone miserable for your smile , Brandon?" , Pri bellowed at his dark smile.
"Enlighten me." , said the dark humour of flesh , blood and bones while rolling his eyes , with his usual dark grin playing at his lips.
"Because more than any of us , it is you who is the most afraid and insecure out of all of us..you are standing within tons of people but you are still alone...making someone miserable just wso that you do not feel miserable anymore. Avash is alone , but not lonely. You are not alone , but you are lonely every minute of your life."
Brandon's ridicule , his teasing eyes and his dark grin were swept away with vulnerability playing his lips emotion..for the first time peering into his eyes with his dark and ruthless mouth..for the first time..having nothing to say.
"So , before..branding his masculinity and whipping a guy emotionally and physically where it hurts the most..please at least for the sake of everyone else's sanity..go to a psychiatrist as fast as you can , you filthy RETARD."
Suddenly , his vulnerability, his emotive eyes disappeared within a flick of a second , and anger had been braced upon his every feature like it had never before. All the words suddenly zoned out she minute the mouthed the Word..."retard"...as that single word suddenly ripped apart his every sore spot and raised its voice silently within Brandon's every nerve...as his eyes flashed the image of his handicapped brother being bullied and almost killed , while his abusive father floating in alcohol and beating his brother up senseless..suddenly..every moment..every flash of his sore spot started searing through his very eyes in visual motion..the first time he held a knife..at the tender age of ten..stabbing it into his father's hands as his brother, handicapped and helpless , was mercilessly bleeding.Sometimes , words are just big enough to take a person into a tragic situation that scar their whole life in front of their eyes.The raging beast , taking himself and Pri into a disguised underworld of his personalized darkness stepped towards her slowly , as Pri suddenly felt life suck of her heart and body.His temper this time , however did not rage because he needed to play his game of power and dominance..it came because his years old sore spot started bleeding endlessly in front of everyone.Pri ripped his soul apart in front of everyone..and the beast breaks her spine ...brings his invisible tears to flow within her eyes and rips her honour in front of her horrified and colorless face as he corners her into a hard rigid wall , bellowing , "What ..DID YOU SAY?" ..the word "retard" still ringing his ears as if the silent sound of that word would never die down. And without the beast's permission and much to the acknowledgence of Pri's horror , he rips her honour apart.
With her whole body ..now feeling nothing as it felt to be blown into nothingness as his hands tore the back of her shirt , as the beast knew that the honour of a woman inside the warrior that she was... is what would terrorize her more than anything in the world.The world stopped rotating , as Pri's heart beat felt like it was fading forever from this second .
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