We don't see things as they are. We see things as we are. -Anais Nin. |A L E E Z A|“Is it really you, or am I dreaming?” I questioned, gazing at the unexpected figure before me, someone who had no business being here yet.“I take it you missed me,” he chuckled, a melodic sound that echoed in the room, resonating with his own striking beauty that bordered on the edge of adorability.Without a second thought, I eagerly rushed towards him, the air thick with anticipation, and circled my one good arm around him in a bone-crushing hug. I might not have known Lev for the longest time, but in that moment, he embodied the most pure and lovable soul I had ever encountered."I'm so happy you're back," I expressed, the words hanging in the air like a delicate melody, my arm reluctant to release him."Same," he replied, his voice a comforting resonance in the quiet room.As I pulled away from the hug, I met his warm, sand-brown eyes with my own gr
Her presence is a captivating haze that clouds my every intention. -Unknown. |K I R I L L|I hate people. I despise human species with the core of my heart, except a few selected one, of course. And, there are a fucking lot of them for my liking. I reluctantly joined the gathering, my brother's persistent pestering dragging me into a crowd I preferred to avoid. Surrounded by an array of personalities, some clumsily dancing, others indulging in the free-flowing alcohol, I couldn't help but feel out of place.My disdain deepened as I scanned the room, my brother conspicuously absent, probably lost in flirting with random woman. Out of the two of us, Lev is said to be highly extrovert but only with certain people. I am aware of his sunshine nature that's why I like to keep watch on him as much as I could from behind the curtains, without being noticed. I was lost in my own thoughts when the loud cheering from the dance floor disturbed t
His dark eyes took me in, and I wondered what they would look like if he fell in love. -F. Scott Fitzgerald.|A L E E Z A|"One black coffee," Anna ordered and I stood by her side, holding her bag and my books. Lectures ended early today and we had nothing else to do so we decided to spend some time in cafeteria before heading home. After all, company is always better than unwanted loneliness. Anna takes the cup of coffee from the counter and heads to the empty table with me. I do not think twice before putting the bags down on the table and stretching my hands. My right hand is good now, its been a week since we got it out of the plaster. It was a little difficult to bring it back in use at first, specially when it kept hurting herr and there at slightly abrupt movements, but with the help of Lev and Kirill, who basically started living with me those days helped a lot. Though, Kirill was not of much help when Lev was around. Anyways, they have m
Now that I am free to be myself, who am I? -Mary Oliver. |A L E E Z A|If someone would have told me my life would turn out this crazy. I swear on the box of kit kat that is hidden inside my closet that I would never ever have taken birth in this crazy world.Kirill, who I assumed to be not the type of movie person is sitting by my side, engrossed in the movie like it is some sort of murder documentary. It is just action. A punch here and a kick there. What is so fucking interesting about it? Lev threw his hands in the air at the next action and spoke, "Oh, look at that brilliant move! I didn't know action heroes had PhDs in physics." He said sarcastically, earning a stink eye from Anna. They just love to annoy the shit out of each other. "Yeah, because defying gravity is a common skill, right?" I backed up Lev, because honesty, what the fuck is this shit. Anna stared at me with disbelief on her face, if one looked at her right now they
I will not water myself down to make me more digestible for you. You can choke. -Unknown. |A L E E Z A|In the doorway of the kitchen, he stood, arms folded over his chest, leaning casually against the doorframe with legs crossed. His presence exuded a charismatic devilry, a demeanor he wore with habitual ease.His expression remained blank, but his gaze bore into me, probing for unsaid truths. My hand instinctively pressed against my chest, feeling the rapid rise and fall beneath my palm. His sudden appearance had caught me off guard, inducing more of a terror than surprise. My heartbeat raced at a wild pace. "You scared me!" I exclaimed, attempting to steady my breath. His body features visibly relaxed before he said in response to my statement, "Didn't realize you were so easily startled." His calculated gaze, remained focused on my face as if searching for something elusive. Rolling my eyes, I turned around to put the cold pizza in
I fear not the vastness of the open, but the suffocating darkness that conceals what I should know. -Unknown.|K I R I L L|There's no denying it—she's concealing something, and I'm certain of it. It could be a seemingly innocent secret she's embarrassed about, or it might be as trivial as harboring ill intentions. Either way, it poses a potential danger. Secrets wield a certain level of risk, especially when they involve others.Returning to our penthouse, a shared space with my younger brother Lev and our three comrades from the batrava— Ivan, Alex, and Nikolay—I ensured Lev was already asleep before summoning my friends to the office room for an impromptu and urgent meeting.In the cocoon of dimly lit secrecy, I ushered my friends into the solemnity of the office room. The worn furniture whispered of countless clandestine meetings, each scar and scratch a testament to the history we carried. The air
She is strong, but not in the ways most people think. She loves more than she'll ever get back and she knows it. And yet, she loves anyway. - J.M. Storm|A L E E Z A|In the cold, shadowy room, I huddled against the damp wall, my once-bright clothes now stained and torn. The air felt thick with fear, and the only light flickered dimly overhead.My trembling fingers traced the dampness on the wall as I cast terrified glances at the rusty, imposing door. The chilling creaks of the old building blended with distant whispers, making the silence even more sinister.Why am I here? I did nothing wrong. I do not bully people, I do not shame them, anyhow. Yet, here I am. Please, I didn't do anything," I whispered, my voice barely audible in the oppressive darkness. "Let me go, please."I only remember being taken away from the park, near the penthouse. I sneaked out of the penthouse to make friends. I hate being alone and caged all the time. I d
Sometimes you don't realize the weight of something you've been carrying until you feel the weight of its release. -Unknown. |A L E E Z A|When I dialed Lev, the last thing I expected was for his unpleasant brother to answer. Now that he has, I find myself uncertain about how to proceed. Clearly, sharing my nightmare and having him help ease my mind, something I anticipated from Lev, is not an option. Lev and his brother may share blood, but they are starkly different. While Lev exudes warmth like the sun, his brother emanates a coldness akin to the winter of Canada."Hello?" His grumpy and gruff voice once again echoed in my ears, pulling me back from my thoughts. "Who is it?" he inquired, I could practically hear the annoyance dripping from his voice.I furrowed my brow. Is this person oblivious? I'm fairly certain Lev saved my number under Aleeza with a pink heart when he first added it. So, either he's unfamiliar with the concept of