Notebook ( under editing )

Chapter 10: lost and found

27 December, 2012

Thunk, thunk. As the kitchen blade struck down onto the cutting board, cutting and dicing whatever vegetable that was on the board, he recalled the past days that has been haunting him. He recalled the memory of him causing a scene in the town square, he recalled the memory of being broken. He had been dying. Like as if a black hole was swallowing him whole. Everything had just been numb to him ever since that day. No one was willing to help. No one was there. The happiness that he had possessed had been robbed from him. He was desperate. like as if his life flashed before him, he examined the occurrences that could have led him to this fate.

'Was it the loneliness that could have made her run away from me? Or could it be that I wasn't good enough? No all of these are wrong ,I just know it. It must be something else.' Just as he was engrossed in his own mind, he accidently sliced himself, and that was the very action that gave him that idea that will change all of this story.

'Blood' he thought, 'her lips, redder than blood, her beautiful complexion , her gorgeous features, only if I could go back to the way I was before, may be then I wouldn't have to suffer from this melancholy, back to when she was shunned by the world, instead of being the beloved creature of this town, I want her to go back to when she was suffering. When she depended on only me. When she was an outcast .  Oh how she was defenseless, pitiful and beautiful.' Then the idea struck his head as if a lightning bolt struck him, 'Wait, what if she has never changed? What if she is just like before, quivering in the dark, scared and helpless. She has never been accepted by the world has she?' He smirked to himself, face lighted up with delight. Even though, part of him knew that it was lie, he chose to believe it. He chose to believe a lie that will ruin everyone's lives and most of all, his own, but could you blame the poor man ,after all believing in this lie was his final and only thing keeping him from his self destruction. ' I will get her back. I will save her from the public like before. I will never leave her alone. She is too fragile, too brittle. She will be safer with me, she will be happier, that's right, she will be happier being my precious breakable doll, and I will have to clear the world of its impurities, even if they are harmless, a single touch from them, will break her.'  As he finished the dinner preparations ,he spoke, "Look at this mess! humans are so dirty, even me. That why she is better locked away." Said he, gazing down at his own blood upon the kitchen cutting board, eyes filled with bloodlust, melancholy and most of all ,a glimmer of false hope.

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