Love Beneath The Darklines(completed)

Chapter 10 Dreams, Hallucinations And Chimeras!!!!!!!

I gazed at the wound and then averted away not wanting to hear his further blabbering.

"Can I stay here for couple of days? I promise you. I won't be a trouble" he asked immediately as I turned around not showing interest in his articulation.

Furiously I turned around how he can expect to share an accommodation with me.

"Out of question." I bursted aloud and walked to my room closing the door behind.

I wasn't tired as usual but the fact that I could not fight enough to knock him down had whacked my brains. If I could not beat this silly chocolate boy in my fight then I guess I have a long way to go on my training. Why?... why?... I curse at myself. Why am I short of skills? and I  headed to the washroom pouring hot water to my body wondering how many such washes do I need to wash my impurities away. Or is there any liquid or soap or detergent that can wash away the memories of those three men, their faces away, nor can I ever get rid of the voices of their evil laughter.

I walked down the stairs, a delicious aroma waiting for me.

'Mom" I told myself. How was mom early this year? She normally showed up only after my brother's school was done for the academic year. Though I behaved coldly with my mother, it was for her good only otherwise she'd force me about the events I refrained from sharing it with her earlier.... I wish I could explain that it was for her good and the anecdote of my life would shatter her life both emotionally and materialistically.

 The irony is that I loved my mom the most in the world. After all I am forcing myself alive only because of my mom and my only sibling.

Only when mom was here I could get the delicious aroma of the home cooked food as she would always fuss over my pale face and skinny body.

I rather prefer starving or feeding on cereals and milk. I had no appetite left. I feed on my past and my fitness, not to forget my books of academies.

There were times when for three consecutive months I was feeding on only liquids which was forced fed to me. The way water was poured into my mouth.... the memoirs of those days would never stop haunting my life.

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"Breakfast is ready" Davidson said as he placed some French toasts on the silver and crème carved dining table with glass top, which seemed to be untouched for almost a year.

It was then that I realized that I had intruder here. But I expected him gone by now and this breakfast is a bit too much. Aberrantly I am not intimidated by his presence. I wonder why. Not to forget that my thistles are on high alert even when the cleaners and house keepers come on to do their duty. This irritates me further that I am unaffected or queerly affected with this guy's presence

"I expected you to leave by now" I spat at him with a flat face.

"I couldn't. You fainted last night. It might be dehydration or lack of nourishment. So I thought I can bid good byes only after I am sure you'd be fine." David said easily.

Disgusted with his forced behavior I shouted at him "I do not need your care. Leave"

He was unstable for a moment being in indecision and he stepped ahead.

 I was relieved of his finally exiting from the front door but instead he marched towards me "You have to eat that if you want me gone or I am staying here tonight too." He sat on the floor stretching his hands like a stubborn child forcing his parents to buy him his favorite toycar.

No doubt the cuisine felt delicious with its mere aroma and although I was loss of appetite but the food after starving since last morning when I had only a glass of juice with an apple it was welcoming.