Tiara's POVI read somewhere once that you should not fear death. It's fear you should fear, as it kills you even before death can.If a few years ago someone had asked my opinion about these words, I would have laughed and said, both means the same. But today I know the difference. Right now I am at a position in my life, where death doesn't scare me it tempts me with the peace it brought with itself. What scares me is the fear that I carry within my heart. Fear of not dying, but seeing those whom I love, die. This fear kills me every day. Slowly and tauntingly. "Pull your hoody more, our faces shouldn't be visible." Obeying what Jaxon commanded. I looked around my surrounding once. Something I am doing since we left the safety of our house. And entered in one of these creepy allies. It is one of those we see in those creepy horror movies. Trash-littered roads were brightened by loosely hung street lamps and the natural glow of the moon piercing the night. Those allies are filled
Tiara's POV "Lucas you need to eat," I said for the 10th time, but he kept quiet playing with his food.Lucas is not a brat, he always listens to me but today I can understand where his defiance is coming from. Hence I sighed and decided to be patient with him today, so taking a seat beside him, I made him look at me. I caressed his cheeks with my thumb and then softly I tried explaining to him"He will be fine. You are worrying about nothing." His small doe eyes tried finding conviction in my eyes and when he did, nodding he looked at his plate. Still Not a bit interested in eating. "Tiara.." He said lowly. "Hmm" "I never wanted him to be hurt." Saying he hugged me and the little heart of his started crying.And my heart broke seeing him, blame himself for his father's accident. He thinks, that just because he wished his father to stay away from him, all this happened. He fills like he is a bad kid. And I don't at all want him to think like that. Hence Cupping his cheeks I wiped
Smoke, fire...I am surrounded by them but surprisingly no heat is reaching me instead I am shivering it's as if I am here still absent. I am in between nowhere, as far as my eyes can go, it's only smoke that I can see. Suddenly I hear a scream, turning I see a girl running in her white dress that has caught fire and she is crying for help, on instinct, I run behind her to help, calling her, but she heard nothing and kept running, me following behind her, until she falls on her knees heaving to get enough oxygen, but ends coughing due to smoke.Slowly I move forward and stood in front of her, giving my hand, I called for her but the moment she raised her head, a scream left my lips."No!!!!!"It was me.My face.Seeing her I stumbled back. She kept looking me dead in the eyes, her eyes held hatred for me pure hatred as if trying to rip my soul. Standing, she slowly moves towards me, then looking at me with piercing red, blazing eyes she accuses, "Look what you did to me. It's all bec
Third Person's POV " Tia, do I look good?" Asks a very adorable-looking Lucas wearing a tux. Tiara smiles nodding positively and thinking that when he will grow up, he is gonna make girls swoon over him."Do I like as handsome as Uncle Stefano?" Hearing the name Tiara's heart blooms and her breath hitches. Shaking her head for blushing just by thinking of Stefano, she Squats, and fixes Lucas's bow," You are looking more handsome than your Uncle." Lucas smiles wide and pecks her cheeks."I am offended." Hearing, the new voice, which is almost everywhere nowadays, both of them turn their heads to find Stefano leaning on the door frame, with one leg crossed. Giving a fake offended pout.It's rare seeing Stefano so cute. Tiara wanted to capture it. "Uncle Stefano." Smiling Lucas runs to his uncle making Tiara smile. She likes their bond and even is thankful that Stefano showers Lucas with lots of fatherly love. "Look, we match." He squeals happily, seeing his uncle, dressed just lik
Tiara's POV "Mom...mom?" Tiara kept pulling her mom's apron, while she was busy chopping vegetables. Her lips slowly turned into a pout, as she doesn't like not having her mom's attention. Her mom loves cooking, she believes it's like a meditation to her. It gives her immense joy when all of them smile with delight, eating her luscious food."Mom!!!" Tiara whined loudly, finally grabbing her mom's attention.Signing her turns, crouching to her level she eases the pout from her little girl's face with her tender fingers, "Yes princess. What do you want?" she asks in her usual soft voice. The tenderness in her voice filled Tiara with the belief, that she will get whatever she is about to ask her, " I want a prince charming!!!" the little girl said excitedly as she jumped up and down. Tiara's eyes shone with hope. Tiara believes her mom is a fairy and will fulfill all her wishes, as she always fulfills. But her mom gave no response, she kept looking at her. Little Tiara wasn't big e
Tiara's POV "Mam that would be 5 dollars." Paying the barrister, I took the warm coffee in my hand. Though I prefer cold coffee over warm, Rory's cafe sells one of the best chocolate coffee, hence I love my coffee from this cafe. Stepping out of the cafe. I tucked one hand in my hoody pocket and tugged my woolen hoody tighter. In a failed attempt to keep my body a bit warm. Since the winters have arrived in New York.When Trent told me that the New York crowd hides loners well, I didn't want to believe it. No place was ever good enough to hide me. But when I arrived here, my thoughts started to change. But I will always be ready. With one bag packed. Because I can never trust anyone or anyplace. The city is covered in white looking like some barbie movie scene. Preparations for Christmas have already been started.Thinking of Christmas, this will be the 1st time I won't be with my family. The thought made my heart shrink a bit. But this loneliness is better than risking their l
Tiara's POV "Nothing is looking good on me. " groaning, Lia throws herself a disapproving look in the mirror. I sigh for the hundredth time, knowing why is she not satisfied with herself.Because I was just like her if not for Celina, then I don't know how would have I managed all these dressing things. Thinking of Celina, I miss her, I miss her so much. She was my best friend, a friend, a friend I never had. She was the only one with whom I felt normal. And not to forget it's because of her I met Stefano and Lucas. Lucas, that little piece of my heart, I don't know how he is, I didn't even get the chance to tell him goodbye. I am sorry Lucas. "Tia...Tia. ""oh sorry I got lost." I apologized to a pouting Lia. Seeing how anxious she is. Yesterday after coming from her date, Lia was way happy, as the date went very well. she didn't wait for a sec when she started gushing about how good her date was, and how special he treated her. And she was also happy that he wanted her to mee
Shocked, I couldn't move. I could hear nothing all I saw, was a crowd gathered and bouncers started pulling Stefano away from the man, who's has gone limo, he was in between losing his consciousness. And I felt short of breath, my chest squeezing. I was suffocating. Taking the support of walls, I maneuvered from the mass of people, funding myself, to the exit. Abandoning the club I walked a little and hid in the ally beside the club. Sitting on the ground, I started taking deep breaths. My hands rubbed my chest. My vision was blurred and then I felt the streaming down from my face. And I knew I am having a panic attack. Deep breaths were no help. It was as if I forgot how to breathe. "Tiara.Tiara..." I can hear the voice but my body wasn't responding, as if everything was getting numb..." please baby please ...breath for me baby." slowly my brain registered the voice as Stefano's, and I once again tried breathing, the struggled continued but eventually I was able to come out of my