Before Xander can answer my question, the door to my room burst open and my mom rushed to my bed, engulfing me in a warm hug. "My baby." Tears after tears stormed down her face, as she cups my face and peppered kisses on my forehead, cheek, and wherever she could. "Mom!! I am not a kid. " though, I feel guilty that, I got everyone so worried, but at the same time I know that it wasn't my fault. "Don't mom me." snapping," sorry baby." she again started crying and kissed my forehead. "here you are hurt and I am scolding you," she said sadly. And I smiled. My mom is the most loving person in the world. Her kids are her lifeline. She loves us so much that I feel like I am the luckiest human to have a mother like her. "Mom I am fine. " I said looking at her and giving her the best smile. But immediately rolled my eyes when she again kisses me and hugged me tightly. "Mrs. Brook, you will hurt." My mom's eyes snapped to Xander as if she just noticed his presence. "I will never. " she
Iria woke up gasping for air. The same dreams, a dream of her being on a bed crashing as Josh rips out her clothes, she screams and like the last past five days, she woke up sweating. The same routine, the only difference today was that like every other day, today her Xander wasn't here to engulf her in his arms and help her fight her nightmares. She looked around the room, and there was no sign of him. She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. In the last five days, he never left her side even for once. Confused Iris stood from the bed. Iris is not an afternoon sleeper but since she is still healing and for that, she needs to have medicine, she seems to fall asleep a lot. Moving she goes to the bathroom to empty her bladder and splashes some water on her face. She looks at herself in the mirror and inspects her face and hand, to find bruises have faded away. Taking a deep breath she raises Xander's shirt that she is wearing and looks at the gash of the stab. And finds that it's
Iris kept looking toward Ava, she was waiting for her sister to say something, anything but her sister was lost in her world. Iris looked around herself. Not knowing what is she supposed to do. Iris was both surprised and nervous seeing Ava. After days of not seeing her, she lost the hope of her expecting her sister to visit her. A part of her felt saddened that she was almost killed and yet her Ava didn't care enough to visit her while the other part was more understanding. Iris knows that Ava has her reasons and some valid reasons. Josh or no Josh, Iris did betray Ava and hence she is nervous. It's not that Iris doesn't know of Ava's involvement in her kidnapping. She was very harshly slapped the truth when she raised her concern about Ava not visiting Xander. She still can't forget how fast Xander's expression changed that day. One minute he was soft holding her hands, running his fingers through her hair, and every second he was clenching his jaw, his eyes filled with fury.
With tears streaming down her face Ava ran out of Russo's mansion she just reached the porch and lost her footing, she closed her eyes and was baring herself for the fall but it never came. She felt two arms engulf her mad steady her, she opened her eyes to find none other than Jacob standing in front of her. No sooner was she stable, than Jacob remove his hands from her waist and took a few steps away from her, creating a distance. Ava turned her face and wiped her tears, the weak Ava was seen by too many people and now she can't another person to add to the list. "Thank you. " after making sure her face is dried, she said. Jacob just nodded his head and turned to leave. " you don't have anything to say? " she says, from the day Iris is kidnapped, everyone in Ava's life has made it their mission to say something or the to her. There was not a single person in her life who didn't tell her how because of her, Iris almost lost her life. And hence she expected Jacob to say the sam
Iris's POV"No," he said looking straight into my eyes. Did he just say no?Moving away from his arms I sat crossed legs on the bed. And Xander following me stepped out of the bed.His back facing me. I decided to believe that I heard wrong, hence I decided to confirm. "No?" I asked sadly. A tear was just waiting to fall, as soon as he confirms his answers. My face was mirroring a child who was denied his favorite candy from the person he was sure he can get and now was looking at that person with a sad puppy look, hoping that it might change his opinion. "I mean no you just can't do that to me," he complained. Turning towards her. "Do what?" I sniffed the question, confused. With every passing second, it was getting difficult to control my tears. "I was supposed to ask that angel. It's been weeks, I was planning how am I supposed to propose to you. And then you proposed. " he said looking at her with a cute sadness on his face. Describing Xander with the word cute is quite a t
"Bang""Xander!!!!!" Iris shouted at top of her lungs.Another nightmare.Another sleepless night.Once again the memory of her wedding, the attack flashed in front of her eyes.Taking a deep breath she looked around to find herself in bed. She looked around her old room. Her home before her family moved to the Russo mansion.The image of Xander's limp body kept tormenting her slumber. It is not possible for her to get any sleep, anytime she closes her eyes the last smile Xander has tormented her. It's been two days and still, Xander is in critical condition. He is still not responding to the treatment. That's what all the doctors told them. They said that Xander was lucky that the bullet didn't harm any organs and that though the operation was difficult, they managed to get the bullet out of his body. But he lost a lot of floods not only because of the bullet but also because they informed him that, maybe during Xander's fall he hit his head somewhere and the impact seems pretty
4 years later Iris's POV"Flashback"Kissing my forehead he promised, I will always be the Queen of his heart.Kissing my eyes he promised,he has eyes only for me.Kissing my nose he promised,to care about my every little dream. Kissing my cheeks he promised,to always be a gentleman and respect my every wish.Kissing my chin he promised, I will always be the only beauty. Kissing my lips he promised, everything. ....true passion, true love, true admiration, true to be in all his emotions.And lastly kissing my neck he claimed me as his, forever and ever till infinity. ...And now I have only those memories left, to remind me that there was once a time when I was his.And he mine.Memories which I treasure.Memories engraved in my head till my last breath. He may not be mine anymore . But I will always be his. My heart will only beat for him . And my eyes will only seek him. Memories which are now Vague in his head more precisely, memories that don't even exist for him.Ou
Iris's POV"I hate parties." I groaned bored. I always did. They never ended well for me and nor did o ever enjoy one. "The feeling is mutual. " said the man who is the reason, I am here sitting dolled up, watching these snobbish, rich people faking themselves.These two-faced people don't get tired. That's what i keep asking myself. Ethan Brown my college best friend. And also my knight in shining armour. Sitting beside me wearing a blue tux, his blond hair styled perfectly and his deep green eyes bored just like me. Though he is oblivious I can see girls giving him flirtatious looks. And why won't they, because no matter how much I am hating him right now for making me attend this boring party, I can't deny that Ethan is a definition of handsome.More than the beautiful chandeliers and expensive decorations he is the centre of attraction.And it's not like he doesn't enjoy that attention. The only reason he is not paying them in my mind is that of his parents. Because to quote h