Ivan
I stood still looking at them. Questions buzzing through my mind.
Why did he said "I like you too"?
The friend Camilla was talking about was Ashton.
Why didn't she told me?
Is she cheating?
I started panicking. There's no way.
No, no.
I noticed Ashton leaving her face and sighing.
"We will talk about this, later."
He said and entered a room.
Talk about what? I couldn't take more of this. I turned around and left. Left so I wouldn't feel more heartbroken.
Entering my house, I stumbled on decoration props.
My mind filled with rage. I started kicking them. I threw the vase on the table making it shatter into pieces.
The thousand pieces of glass resembling my heart. I glanced across living room with my blurry vision.
The words "I love you" inscribed on the wall caught my attention. My knees failed to carry my body. Overwhelming sadness taking over me. I fell on the floor.
The floor filled with roses, red roses.
Red roses that signify love. Red roses that signify affection. Today these felt like a bloody mess to me.
The blood of my emotions. The red blood of my dreams. The blood oozing through my broken heart. It feels so real.
I am now surrounded by blood. She killed my love. She brutally murdered my emotions. She killed me. She killed her Ivan.
I threw my hands all over the blood and started spreading it away. Away from me. Away from my broken heart.
My head is spinning. I feel trapped. Trapped in the castle of my own imagination.
Imagination of her loving me.Imagination of her being mine.Imagination of a perfect love story.
The ache in my chest gives so much pain.
The alcohol in my drawer felt tempting. Gathering all the strength in my body, I stood up. My worn out legs carrying my tired shaking body.
I gathered the bottles and started drinking. The burn in my throat felt soothing in front of the burn in my heart.
A question struck my mind,
What went wrong?
Was I not worth her love?
Was I not enough?
My vision is blurry once again. The red roses in my vision once again. I ran to them and gathered them.Afraid they will disappear.
No! I can't think of them as blood. They signify my love. My love for her.
With my shaky hands I held my phone. Squinting my eyes at the light. I touched on the contact Jason.
The call was answered.
"Please come to me. It hurts"
The phone fell from my hands as I laid on the floor.
I noticed the door opening through my blurry vision. A rushing silhouette of a ......female??
"Camilla"
I whispered upon seeing her face. My dreams seem like reality today. She looks so real.
Her arms held my body supporting me. Her skin felt so soft. I couldn't control.
I held her face just where Ashton touched it. I hated it. She looked at me with confusion.
I kissed her hard. Her hands pushing me away. I sucked hard on her lips. I gripped her waist tighter. I won't let her go.
I traced her jaw with my rough kisses. She was still trying to push me away.
"You are pushing me even in my dreams. Let this dream be a pleasent one. Let me make you mine"
I pleaded. Her hands let go of my arms.
I started kissing her neck. My tongue twirled on her velvety skin.
She sighed.
I traced her neck with wet kisses. She moaned when my lips landed on a particular spot. I sucked on that spot harder. Her breathing heavy. I bit the skin enough to make a mark, my mark.
This night she is going to be mine. I will convince her not to leave me. I will be her's, she will be mine...
..........
Ashton
I woke up in the morning to find Camilla nowhere in the house. Ms Weston is not here, so I had to take care of her.
I asked the neighbours and they told me that she left the house at night. She left the house at night but still had not returned? I started getting worried. I went to the table to grab my car keys, where I found a sticky note.
"Ivan called, I think he's in trouble. I am going to his house."
My mind ringed, Ivan was in trouble? I should help him. I left the house hurriedly hoping that Ivan is safe.
I arrived at his house to notice Ivan dragging Camilla out, I opened the car door in a hurry, confused.
I walked near them to approach them and heard Ivan saying
" How did you get in my house"
Camilla stayed silent.
I approached them more closer.
"What happened"
I asked eyeing Ivan assuring he is ok. He looks drained out and had a melancholic expression.
Ivan's eyes averted to me, his expression turning into rage.
"Nothing just a little private talk, do you like to invade always like your father"
I felt a huge lump in my throat. I lowered my eyes.
I know it was my fault. I am just
ill- mannered.
"Sorry"
I muttered turning around to leave when a hand grabbed my arm.
"Don't talk to him that way"
Camilla said harshly.
Ivan raised an eyebrow at her. His nostrils flaring.
"Who are you to tell me how to talk with him"
He asked.
No I didn't wanted to make them fight. I squeezed Camilla's hand to stop her from fighting him.
"I am his girlfriend."
She replied.
My eyes went wide.
"This is not a right way to talk to someone, even when you broke up with him."
I thought.
She held my arm, turned around and dragged me with her to the car. I turned around to look at Ivan. He looked at us with a defeated gaze.
............
Ivan
It's been three years,literally three years after that day. My hand still quivers when I look at red roses. I was sitting in my cabin, watching the news, when a project came, named
'Blue waves'. A project about chain of hotels. My eyes widened, it was my dream project that I had imagined when I was in high school. It was launched by Ashton's father's company.
How did he know? I asked myself. I never told anyone about it.
I only told one person about it......
Camilla. The name instantly clicked in my mind. She told about my dream project to Ashton.
Every feeling I had about her all turned into hatred. I hate her. And I promise to each cell of my body that I will take revenge.
CAMILLA BROWN I WILL TAKE REVENGE.