Miles to Go: Under the Plethora of Stars

"Now, as we stand three feet apart and stare at each other, I feel the full distance that comes with spending so much time apart, a moment filled with the electricity of a first meeting and the uncertainty of strangers."

― Marie Lu.

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Blue

The drizzle was continuing....

My glasses had got foggy and the teary eyes were not helping even as I stumbled out of the gloomy doors. It was so claustrophobic inside that I couldn't take it any longer. I curtly nodded off to Galaxy and went out.

Frankly I didn't even like the rain, never had it brought happiness in my life just numbness and silence. Sometimes I thought that the rain cried out instead of me and stole away my last right as well.

I am talking about my last right because, throughout these many years, various incidents had robbed me entirely and left me empty.

Love, friendship, and many other chains of relations snapped out a long time ago.

So now all I require is my .... never mind.

Thus, I am out of the hall, inhaling deeply from the damp air, feeling hopeless and orphaned. Is there no God out there to serve us justice? Aren't the kids innocent enough to spare a life?

Huh, I guess it was useless now to bother with this. The feeling of loss for quite some time has become conditioned. The innate urges to fight, plea, etc. got repressed a long way back.

Back to the present situation, I was completely drenched, and the peachy lace sheath dress looked shaggy. I had been contemplating then what should I possibly do to escape this paralyzing grief when suddenly I felt the same feeling of familiarity. The presence that's intoxicating but how's it possible.....

Right there leaning against a Mercedes Benz AMG GL, a man stood. Shadowed.

His presence was brooding enough that it was magnetic and intriguing.

Broad shoulders with well-built muscles covering his entire arms and torso. A tousling mane of dark hair managed sleekly with Prussian blue eyes with specks of turquoise radiating outwards, promising hell and heaven's journey ahead...Not again...Please....

But the eyes are shimmering like the sapphires, deep and intoxicating and never-ending...

There he stood with the raindrops streaming down his sculpted cheeks, but he didn't bat his eyelids once as if trying to savor each moment without being a waste. "Why now?", I wanted to ask and alas no words trickled out of my lips.

We stood like that maybe for an eternity, none of us making a move, just watching and talking in silence.

And suddenly as the thunder stormed again, I came to my senses and shifted my glance to the door again....should I be safe there away from him?

Before even getting the chance to act, I felt him just behind me, trying to enclose prey. I trembled maybe out of the chillness or maybe because of him. An electric impulse seemed to pass between us and he slowly turned me over.

"Pige", is all he utters and I freeze.

Tears start clogging again but I don't breathe. I shake his hands off me and run.....

Tripping I make my out of his arms, away....far away, even when his whispers still resonate in my ears.

I can't cry, nor run back to his embrace. I am not that girl anymore, I am a cold-hearted statue fierce and unmoving. How can he just pop out and unwind me in seconds.

And yet in the haze of confusion, I hear his resolving steps slowly gaining up to me....

"Why is he following me? And why now? Why can't he just disappear like the rest of the people around me?"

All I wanted was to scream and slap him but if I stop now, the walls will again crumble down.

But unknowingly I skidded to a halt and faced him instead...

" Excuse me, but I don't know you, sir. You are a stranger to me, so why are you....?" was all I could squeak out.

I didn't even wait for a response, I simply rushed away but not before I caught a glimpse of his crestfallen fallen face and the darkened eyes.

He's nobody, just a stranger...