Plans and plans
I cried for hours. Or maybe more than that. But mostly I was somewhat comforted because of Iris. I know I was playful, smiling, angry, and laughing at one moment and the next second I was crying like a newborn baby. If anyone was in her place they would have left me or laughed at me. But she was there and she actually comforted me. I am thankful to her. Even if I was in her position I would have panicked. I know her words are playful. Just the impact seems wrong on me. It just brought back my past once again.
Though those memories are buried in my brain where I don't want to remember again, they just came up again. Maybe opening up all of those brought me back to it. It was just a reminder of how bad I was. I was bad as a mother, I was bad as a girlfriend. I was bad as a sister and I was bad as a daughter. Maybe that's why everyone seems to leave me. I failed as a lover and I fear to fail as a human too. My emotions went into haywire all o
The only optionLife is a very big game. And mine is much more than that. It is not just any game. No, of course not. My life is a very big drama game. A drama I really wish wouldn't come near would always stay in two metre radius from me. So, my life is a very big drama game. And it was endless misery to me. I just couldn't put a full stop to it. Like how difficult will it get. It's always a drama. It seems to have been around me since I was born.Like a sugar molecule and ants. The ants just wouldn't leave the sugar and the outcome is they would get plenty of happiness from sugar but what about that poor, poor, very poor, sympathy deserving sugar molecule. The outcome doesn't seem to be favorable for it. And here I am the sugar who is not sweet enough and the ants were drama who is not small enough. And I couldn't get a break. Ugh. Sometimes life is very much. And that sometimes is becoming forever to me. And believe me, I'm not over
A video Adrian Russo POV "Sir?" A timid knock along with a scared voice brought me out of my thoughts and plans. I just nodded before realizing that the door is locked and he couldn't see me. "Come in" I ordered him. My face is blank and emotionless as a young boy shakingly opened the door and tumbled in, almost face planting himself on the floor. Before he straightened himself as he finally, very hesitatingly, timidly looked at me before again turning away. And this time I couldn't stop myself from rolling my eyes at him. "What do you want?" I asked him not to scare him any more than he already was to extract the information I needed. He was pale as the words tumbled out stutteringly that I couldn't even understand one word he was talking about. I once again rolled my eyes at him. "Say clearly," I uttered to him. He cleared his throat as something akin to a blush raise
Carrying the plan"What do you mean, giving an entrance to the hacking department of my mafia?" He asked. His voice is soft but with authority, unlike the people who growl like dogs or wolves he doesn't shout. But his voice is so deep and husky that it would immediately be noticed among a very large crowd too. Even though they are shouting, they don't have the authority and power that he has just in his voice. And somehow even though he is speaking soft and welcoming, I could hear the voice of power in his question. But, I am powerful too.I smiled sickly sweet at him before muttering "A deal is a deal and you couldn't back out now. I didn't tell you that you could ask me why. Now, did I? I just told you once I give this video to you, you have to do something that I would ask for. I could only promise that it is nothing to harm you and your mafia. In fact, it will do something good to your mafia too." I told him. Though I don't think he is t
Truth"WHAT?" He roared. His eyes narrowed in anger, his face livid. But I know one thing that the anger is not on me. I have so many memories to know how someone who is angry at me looks like or treats me like. So many experiences and this made me certain that he is not angry with me. His eyes showed disbelief like he didn't know it was possible. And he certainly thinks it is. He is in denial. He wants revenge for doing something like that. For one moment I thought he would doubt me. I really thought about that. But one thing is I have proof.However, seeing him like this anger brought back many memories that I suppressed. Thoughts and memories ran once again in my brain. My mask crumbled giving the first hints of pain, sadness, and fear. But to my luck or unlucky I don't know but he didn't seem to notice that. My oxygen was cut off and I inhaled hurriedly. My chest moving up and down in an erratic way. And I heard a punch to the wall as I moved aw
His past"Yes. I know everything." I said to him.He stayed silent for a very long time as we walked, our footsteps echoing in this silent, tensed atmosphere. We turned numerous corridors that I would have forgotten the paths if it weren't for my memory and observation. Though, I'm very sure I am on verge of giving up everything to know what is going in his mind.Was he angry that I knew about him? Was he thinking about who told him? Or was he thinking about how I have known about him? Was he feeling sad, reminiscing the memories? I hope not. In a twisted way of my mind I don't want him to feel sad. Especially by me.And it is irrational thinking. Why would I think like that? Maybe I have some illness. I have to check my brain if I come out alive. I have to think of an easier way to escape instead of thinking about what he was thinking."And you feel it okay to accept
An injuryThird Person POV"We have to do something to get her back! We don't know where she is! We don't fucking know if she was alive or not! We are the ones who fucked up everything. Not even you, I am the one who fucked up everything and I'm really sorry and I should say that to her. We have to find her. I don't know how we managed without her for those many years, but I couldn't stay like that for another minute. I will search every corner of the world to find her. I'm really sorry for fucking it up for every one. I'm sorry." Sebastian muttered, his voice clearly audible in the silent room where the siblings sat trying to think of a place where their sister would be there.Regret and guilt are enough to kill people sometimes and they make you go crazy."We know that. It doesn't matter any more Sebastian. We already forgave you. Because even if we want to blame someone for this amount of guilt, s
Getting shotRuby's POV"So, this is the hacking room?" I asked Adrian. It least brought him back to earth from his thoughts even though he didn't answer the question."Hello, back to earth. This is the hacking room?" I asked once again as I snapped my fingers in front of his eyes to bring him back before pointing in that direction where the glittering, bold letters were written as 'Hacking room' in an elegant way."Yes," he answered. "This is the hacking room. So many members work here. And you still haven't told me why you have asked me to bring you to the hacking room." He asked me.I ignored him. I devised a plan which I really pray to God, that it did work. Though, I am foolish to think praying to God would have helped in my situation as I always love to keep myself in danger and danger always loves to follow me. That type of love sometimes and many much more times exceeds G
Hello"She will be okay. She lost so much blood and possibly will be awake in forty two hours." A male voice resounded."Forty two hours?" An angry male voice which sounded very familiar almost like Ethans resounded.We're they with me? I think I'm in hell then. They were illusions maybe."Yes. Forty two hours. She lost a lot of blood along with a head injury and she got shot in the arm and stomach. You should be thankful that she is not dead. We did our best." A male voice responded again. It was calm, unlike Ethans.However, this conversation didn't seem to start nor end here as the shouts of panic rose. There were a few curse words exchanged by the voices that sounded too familiar. Like my siblings. God, I hope they are not here.And that was my last thought before darkness clouded me again.*the next day*"W