take me to my wife

it was a very quiet night, tiresome and full of dramatic scenes. molly never took a step back on entering inside the house.

her moods made it clear that she needed no one to utter a word to her. she d direct towards her room, straight to the bathroom and devour the sweetness of water in her shower bath,

feeling every drop of water on her skin that seem to slowly cool her from exhaustion.

her beautiful glowing skin, seemed prettier on the flow of water, her face also glew lite, showing the excitement and the feeling of pleasure

that she was currently enjoying.

she turns onto the mirror., fore raises her head and smirks, slightly turns her back and angles it in a perfect point where her eyes can image the low part of her back near the butt bridge., where an art of a black ink sketched a perfect drawing of a little winged angel tattoo., sizeable enough for one to distinguish it's features.

this part of her body was something she adores atleast.

she covers her body with her black night dress. and walks toward the window of her room..she opens it wide and the light of the moon reflected within.

there., she could perfectly view the starry night, the starry sky, with shinning stars, and the moon that was as bright as ever.

that night's view was so breath taking,

for sometime she remained there silent and in peace, just viewing it all.

"mom., why do small kids in movies talk to stars during the nights.?"

" no molly, it's not only kids who talk to stars at night. big people too, sometimes do talk to stars also..it's not foolishness.,it's just that kind of relief that makes one feel they are not alone..they believe there is someone out there who loves them and watches them from above..stars are one of our big companions when we are all alone sometimes."

A flash of memory suddenly crossed molly's mind. she found herself drowning into her past memories. she missed that time when her mother would always be next to her and tell her all about the world and it's wonders. that time when her mother's arms were the sweetest bed she converted. and now she was here all alone viewing the night stars by herself.

a cloud of tears from a far where seen to come across molly's eyes...when they were suddenly shuttered by the buzzing sound of her phone on the table.,a notification message.

she turns and looks at it., '''just who the heck got the nerve to text her at this time. what's worst at this period of time..when her sweet memories were linking within her head. she takes a frown look at the phone and takes out her breath, calmly walking towards it and checked it out.

"be well informed about the tommorow's gala night event. I hope you will be well prepared for it. have a nice day Madam.,"

from lizzah., this was her office secretary. a pretty elegant young lady. who worked for molly for a couple of years till then. she knows molly better than anyone in the company. she is well connected to her and understands the boundaries she ought not to cross when it comes to molly.

for almost all kind of gala party nights molly was well known for not attending. she was someone who hated local meetings with people. she avoided such kind of stuffs to low down her connections with people. anyway it was something sometimes she hated doing as for the rumours and the fearful temperature she brought among people..

but this gala., lizzah too was surprised with her boss response on it. she requested her name to be on the top list of attendees of that night., something which shocked even some other higher ranked rich people who always attended such stuffs and others who also didn't.

this gala will definitely be something else as everyone in it..would surely want to look great and perfect infront of molly. to some., it would even be the first time to meet her personally. who would try to miss this.

By reading the text., she pretty well understood it on the other side. that it might be network errors that delayed the delivery of the message. she knew it so well how her secretary did everything on time. she wouldn't dare send her a text at this night., so she minded less about it.

on the issue of the night gala she was bored and too tired after everything.,her works seemed to be too rush for the time being. and the night gala was what she wanted to relax onto. she wanted to see what she has been missing all this time. she wanted to use this opportunity to refresh her mind and settle it off a bit from work atleast.

....." #the sound of door openings#"".....

" I can't take the sleep all by myself to night "

pinna was standing at the door inside her sister's room.. asking for asleep beside her sister. for a time molly looked into her eyes and felt the five years old pinna she used to tickle back then. she smiled and nodded her head.. she missed this too. she wished everything was the same from days ago. when it had to be them with their mother and father..but here they were..only two of them watching each other's back.

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the club was the only better place to calm down his tempers., all of his problems and confusion life brought to him.., alcohol, wine, beer just anything thus strong enough to throw him out was the only way out for him. he drank several drinks to forget everything for a bit. life really bet him to this core.

his best friend Peter, who was the closest to him. who seemed to be like a brother. was next to him right then. watching him falling down from his hard shell to a nothingness. he felt pity for him. his best friend never had ever once in a life to be seen in such a situation. this was when chris needed peter's comfort the most but peter felt nothing to it all. besides being next to him he had no power to do a thing.. especially when it comes to family matters in such.

" I will kill her.,...am surely going to her bro."

he spluttered on his talks and like a drunkard man,chris cursed every word from his mouth.peter wasn't left a back as he knew exactly what chris was talking about. peter slowly pet his back and dropped down every glass of drink chris raised to his mouth. at first peter thought this was better off to go along with...the drinking became too worst to handle. chris was worst to be at his right this now..to where it was going..peter saw it clearly it wasn't good at all.

" yes.,yes.,brother.. your going to kill her. so let's stop this and go back home safely before something else oky..come on."

trying to lift him up.,but still failing, he is too heavy to do it alone. peter was well much by then he made it sure not to drink to much as he knew it well, for some reasons these all would happen.

" where are you taking me., let me have some more... this is sweet bro..can't you see am enjoying it..

let me go.. come-on"

" no.! it's no longer sweet any more ..this is getting worse chris, you need to get home and rest now."

" home.!!!"

he evil chuckles and smirks to what peter just said to him this now

" take me to my wife, I want to see her.,

she is the home I love to be in., I want to see her now .,I want to hug her and kiss her., and tell her, she is the only woman I love and will ever love for my whole life, take me to her., where is she....""runah..where are you."