PART ONE
Dear reader,
Hi,
If you are in the delusion that this is one of your pretty fairytales with a merry starting and a happily-ever-after ending then, you must SHUT THE BOOK RIGHT NOW.
The Name Is Nicholas. To Assure You, Yeah This Is A Love Story. Her Name Is Kiara. Let's begin from the very beginning……
Yours,
Nicholas
Dear Reader,
I Saw Her On The First Day Of School……..
She Was running Late. She Bumped Into The Door And Fell Down. Her lovely Hair Was Tangled and her specs, which now left her mesmerizing violet eyes uncovered were sparkling On The Floor With A Pool Of Papers… I Helped Her To her feet. But, there was this anger gushed face she looked at me with. I think ….she thought I was making fun of her.But It Was Not Like That. The air whirled around me and I felt as if I was floating away...i fell in love with those violet eyes.By the way just to answer your inhibitions about me having any friends let me tell you I Have This Image Of A Rather Dull And Depressed Student. Anyway…..
I know this sounds like the beginning of every high school rom com...but Read On and see how my unexpected love story( which turned my world upside down) Will Prove You Wrong or not>?
Let's not even try… i mean not to even try to Forget That She Hates Me. I still Remember The horrible Day When I Accidentally Dropped My plate of Food On Her…… Which Included Pasta And Sauce. She Was drenched in sauce and her hair was tangled up with pasta rods ..And The Whole French Class Was Smelling Like Bologna. Trust Me I felt like I Was Drinking Spoilt Milk And Lime( if you ever dare to try...remember to rinse your mouth afterwards and please keep a candy ready)And to continue the friends’ part ,My Only Friend Was My Father. He Passed Away…… And My Mother Left Me, So I Stay Alone. She Transfers Money to me Every Month For Survival. She Killed My Father...ya I Saw His Death. She Blackmailed me.. So my mouth is shut. Don't get me wrong. it can be true or maybe not?
I am scared of death.
Yours,
Nicholas
Dear Friend,
To Whoever Is Reading…….I Am Kiara. My Awkward Life Was Turned So Good In The Middle But Now It Is All The Same. Sad. let’s see what this guy nicholas had done to make it perfect again… i mean make it perfect it never was...
So let's make this easier…..
I Was New At School. I Tripped And Fell On My First day….great beginning right??
This depressed looking guy….(I got to know later that his name was Nicholas)helped me up. But Then It Was Really Embarrassing. And Then He Dropped Food On Me. Well Yeah, He Did. The Whole Class Was Smelling like Bologna. Story of my rom-com…. well it did not start well… and by well i mean…. um….Let’s Drop The Topic……
Classes were Boring…i Don’t Have Any Friends…Except My Folks… That Nicholas Guy Was Making It Worse. Why did this guy have to be so important in my life???? wanna know… then… um… read on...
Yours,
Kiara 😉
Dear Reader,
So, Let Us Start from Where We Left. I, Nicholas, Am Officially Scared Of Death. That pretty girl Kiara made my life a pretty mess. We Share History Together.We Were History Project Partners. and i pretty much hate ms. dawson...I , the weirdest guy in school,Invited Her To My weird House In the weirdest manner possible-
“So How Are We Going To Finish This Project…it Is just so Lengthy…”She Said
“Not surprising…..its on American history. Complicated people with complicated stuff goin’ on…. u knw”
“How Will We Finish It Then?” She Asked
“ We Could Catch Up At My Place. Maybe?”
“Yeah!...hmm... Sure” She Said Uncomfortably.
“Ok Then. See You At 6. I’ll Text You My Address...oh! sorry... Your cell is………”
“Ah! It Is 124-345-****. See You Then”
Weird, Isn’t It……she Came Over. We Discussed About American History In Tons. Then, as She Was Going To Use A Restroom. Thump! Something Fell…… As I Reached There, I Saw My Father’s Vase On The Floor! Broken Into Tiny Pieces… It Shattered My Heart Into Millions Of Pieces. She Was Sitting Down. Looking As Devastated As I Was.
She turned , her face wet with tears “I Am Sorry…...”
Yours,
Nicholas
Dear Friend,
So, This Guy Nicholas Was Made My Project Partner By Ms. dawson our history teacher mrs Fernandez…umm...well...assistant.She Is Well….Ugh! Leave It.
So, I went to his weird, creepy house. It was on the outskirts. The only word fit enough to describe the place is ‘isolated’. If that weren't enough, the sky was dark …. Clouds rumbling around and haunting sparks of light emerging harshly from them…….it was raining cats and dogs. By the time I reached his dark and scary ghostly house, I was in a pitiable and hideous condition. And then I rang the bell. Who knew that this was just the beginning of what turned out to be a miserable adventure. (is later ended up to…. well being great… to be honest… ;))
He Was Standing Inside. He invited Me In And made me sit On The Sofa. He Asked Me If I Needed Some Water. I guess I looked terribly Petrified… I don't guess, I know. I Am Fearful Of Thunderstorms. We Conversed Upon America. Boring….and Awkward as hell.And Then Comes The appalling Part. I got up to use the restroom and…..Bam! I Heard Something fall On The Ground… i whirled around and ran to his living. And then I saw a sight which will haunt me forever and ever and ever.I Saw A Lady With A Rod Trying To Sabotage His Living Room. She looked at me with bloodshot red eyes and suddenly grabbed me by the wrist and held a knife to my throat. the knife was a really good reflex and out of the blue as i reached like near her “ Take the blame”, she said pointing at a broken vase. she told it like i was her maiden and had to do whatever she said...
There Were Tears In My Eyes… I Heard Footsteps. I Closed My Eyes in fear. And The Lady Vanished… I Sat Down And Started Staring At The Broken Piece Of blue-green Ceramic, unable to let the terror sink in . I Lifted My Head And Saw Nicholas………….
Yours,
Kiara
Dear Reader,
As I Saw Kiara On The Floor Tearstained With My Father’s Favourite Vase, Antagonism Hurried Through My Veins. A wave of anger gushed over me.Every Second It Was Increasing… She Started Crying I Sat Down Beside Her and tried my best to control myself and Console Her Instead Of Assassinating Her With My Vocabulary… She Asked. No. She whimpered ….If She Could Do Anything To Replace The Vase With. And I Kept An Impossible Condition In Front Of Her.
“ Stay With Me For The First Week Of Every Month For 4 Years”
“What?” She Said, baffled
“Yeah, Or Else You Could Pay The Cost Of The Vase To Me. It Was My Father’s Favourite Vase”
“O….Kay I will Stay With You” She Was Weeping, And Tears Were Still Gushing Down Her Eyes. stammering over every word she uttered in her short sentence...
“You Could Leave Back Home. It Is Getting Late”
It Was The End Of November… 30th November…
Yours,
Nicholas
Dear Friend,
So, As He Saw Me Weeping, He Sat Down Beside Me And Was Trying To Soothe Me.
Then He Kept An Impossible And Very Peculiar Condition In Front Of Me.
“Either Stay With Me For The First Week Of Every Month Or Pay ”
It Looked Costly And I Was Sure I Could Not Afford It…… So, I Accepted His Condition Of Staying With Him For 4 Years…………
It Was 30th November… From Tomorrow Till 7th December. I Had To Stay With A Modern-day Beast…
Yours,
Kiara
Dear Reader,
She Accepted The Condition Of Stating With Me… i still wonder why??
I Went To School.
She Walked Home With Me And A Bag… Told That They Are Clothes And Other Necessities. I Really Did Not Mind……. But I Never Told Her That She Cannot Visit Her Parents, But I Really Did Not Understand, That What Did She Comprehend, From What I Said?
Leave It
She Had Her Own Room And She Could Cook Or Do The Home Chores If She Really Felt Like A Part Of The House… I Never Forced Her.
If She Was Scared At Some Nights, She Could Ask Me To Sleep In Her Room On The Couch Or She Could Sleep In My Room, I Had Absolutely No Problem.
oh no! could tell more i need to feed natalie….
Yours,
Nicholas
Dear Friend,
It Was Weird.
My First Day Experience Was Bizarre…
He Told Me Some Rules:
I Will Not Do The House Chores Or Cook Until I Felt Comfortable Doing It
If I Feel Scared, I Could Sleep In His Room Or He Could In Mine
I Could Not Go Out Of The House Alone
He Will Walk Me To The Main City And Then I Could Be Alone
Above Are Some Directions I Was Binding To Follow……
I Told My Parents I Had A Camp With My Friends For 1 Year Friend Bonding Sort Of , So, They Allowed.
On My First Day He Cooked Lunch, Studied, Went On A Walk, Cooked Dinner, Studied More And Slept After Eating Dinner And Course Had A Check If I Slept Or Not.
Yours,
Kiara
Dear Reader,
The First Day Was Sort Of Fine, The Next Day I Woke Her Up And She Got Pretty Much Petrified. She Drank Some Orange Juice And Rushed To Take A Bath She Got Ready And We Walked Till School. And Turned Sort Of Complete Strangers. We Presented Our History Project Which We Got An A On.
After School We Walked Back To My Abandoned House.
Something Was Not Usual She Was Behaving Awkward Very Awkward…
She Was Hiding Something From Me, But I Didn’t Ask, It Would Look Weird As I Barely Knew Her…
I Barely Knew Her! So, For 30 Minutes Every Day We Would Have A ‘getting To Know Each-other Time ’ Weird I Know But Can’t Help My Bizarre Ideas.
That Day We Shared Our Past Like Whatever Happened In Our Life Till Date… Leave My Story. Here’s Hers:
I Was Born In WINNIPEG. Stayed There Till My 13th Birthday Then Shifted To Vancouver Stayed There For 2 Years And Then Migrated Here To Boston.
I Had A Lot Of Friends Till My 13th Birthday Since Then I Started To Feel Uncomfortable Around People Because I Have Asthma, And People Started Treating Me Like A Sick Girl, Throwing Unnecessary Sympathy Towards Me. My Parents Are My Only Friends And Family As My Whole Family Including My Elder Brother Died Off A Disease, I Don’t Remember The Name…
And Now I Am Here…
Touchy. I Could Feel The Pain Hard…
Yours,
Nicholas
Dear Friend,
Nicholas Started A Knowing Each-other Session. We Shared Our Past With Each-other Today.
Leave Mine. Here’s His:
I Lived In Boston All My Life.
I Was Quite A Happy-go-lucky Person Before 2 Years. Before My Mother Killed My Father, And Ran Away With My…… Uncle.
She Sends Me A Great Deal Of Money Every Month For My Survival.
She Actually Does Not Care If I Live Or Die.
but who cares??
The End
I Actually Also Did Not Care Whether He Dies Or Lives But After Listening To That, I Felt empathy For Him… i wanted to say… ‘i do care’
I Felt He Behaves Is Because He Saw His Father’s Death; The Person He Loved The Most On Earth. He Was A Very Sensitive, Kind And Caring Person From Beneath This Layer Of Outside Depression. I Started sympathizing with Him.
But I Am Dumb, I Did Not Show that i started liking Him to him . Instead i Was Like An Ice-cold felishia To Him…
Yours,
Kiara
Dear Reader,
She Started Behaving A Bit Ruder With Me On Purpose. Either This Means She Hates Me From The Core Or Else She Started Liking Me.
That Day She Felt Scared And I Slept In Her Room And It Was Weird As The Whole Night She Kept On Shifting Side And Slept At 2;00 A.M. I Slept Somewhere At 2:30 As I Don’t Remember A Seeing The Clock After That. The School Was Closed For This Week, I Forgot The Reason Why… Who Cares?
She Took A Bath And Told Me “Could You Leave Me In The Main City”
“Why? It Is Okay If Don’t Want To Answer.” I Said
“No, It’s Okay… I Wanted To Buy Stationary And An Inhaler… The One I Had Just Expired”
“Okay I’ll Drop You There… Give Me A Sec.” I Said
I Dropped Her Till The Main City And Then I Was Back Home As I Entered Inside The House, There Was A Photo Album Kept On The Table. I Picked It Up And Read The Heading, It Said “My New Family” I Flipped It And Saw My Mother With My Uncle And Two Small Children Of Almost 6-7 Years…… 6-7 Years But My Father Dies Like 2-3 Years Back. How Was This Possible?
She Was Cheating On My Father And Me Since, 7-8 Years… Nothing Could Hurt More Than That… Nothing.
I Flipped The Page And Saw Something Even More Surprising……
Yours,
Nicholas
Dear Friend,
I Think He Got To Know I Purposefully Am Behaving Like This To Him… I Was So Scared To Sleep Alone That Night 😉…that I Had To Make Him Sleep In The Same Room As Me…
The Next Day, Day Offs Started I Forgot The Reason Why. So, The Morning I Went To The Main City To Buy Some Stationary And My Nebulizer As My Prev One Expired. As I Reached Back, I Saw Him Unconscious On The Floor With…with A Pool Of Blood. I Checked On The Spot From Where It Was Bleeding And Finally Found It…it Was From His Lower Back With An Old-fashioned Dagger Pierced In.
Painful Huh?
Very I Would Suggest, The Wound Was Badly Infected I Took Him To The Nearest Clinic As The Nearest Hospital Was 3 Km Away…… The Doctor Said That He Would Be Fine And Good To Go Home In 18 Hours, I Was There For The Whole Night The Nurse Offered Me A Blanket And Some Leftover Broth. I Did Not Sleep The Whole Night… The Hospital Was Silent And There Was A Noise. A Lady Appeared She Was Dressed In Formals With A Man She Came Near Me And Sat On The Bench Adjacent To Mine
“Why Did You Save Him, Sweetie?” She Asked In A Rather Raspy Voice.
“I Don’t Know” I Mumbled
“The Girl Has Developed A Crush On Him, Hon” Said The Man as if he was her servent.
I Tried To Protest But She Had A Finger On My Mouth And Said
“No! Sweetie Don’t Speak He Would Wake Up. And My Husband Is So Right You Have Well Cultivated A Liking Towards Him”
“We Shall Depart Now; Hon Dawn Will Be Up In 2 Hours”
“Yeah! We Should… Bye Sweetie” She Said, And Sprayed Something At My face… the last thing i remember is my eyes burning after that...
She Was The Same Lady Who Broke Into Nicholas’ House…
As He Got Up, He Asked Where I Was; I Stepped Out Of Nowhere And Reached Near His Bed “Are You Fine Now?” I Asked Out Of Anxiety…
“Maybe” He Said
I Walked Him Back Home Arranged A Bedding And Prepared Broth, Thought He Told Me Not As I Was Breaking A Rule But Then I Pointed Out That He Was Way Too Sick To Cook. Then I Changed His Bandage. He Ate And Slept. I Tried To Sleep But The Hospital Night Was Going On And On In My Head. I Can’t Tell This To Nicholas I Don’t Know Why But I Have This Feeling That She Would Kill Me. I Had An Encounter With Her Twice, Once When She Broke The Vase And Almost Scared The Life Out Of Me. I Was So Terrified The Next Moment I Don’t Know Why But This Tremor Of Fright Ran Through My Spine. I Ran Towards His Room And Saw Him Sleeping Soundly Her Jet Black Hair Was Tangled And His Chestnut Skin Was Shimmering In The Moonlight His Green Eyes Were Closed, And He Was Burning, I Guess He Had Fever, I Somehow Managed To Find A Thermometer And Checked His Temperature It Was 101.3 He Had High Fever, I Rubbed His Forehead With A Wet Cloth Until His Temperature Came Down To 99.5. I Kissed His Forehead. I Then Went To My Room Tossing And Turning No Sleep Was In My Eyes Something Was Pinching Me At The Back Of My Forehead. I Wanted To Tell Him What Actually Happened With The Vase Or What Happened In The Hospital But Now I Really Wanted To Stay…… Stay With Him. and still i do...
Yours,
Kiara
Dear Reader
The Surprising Thing Was That It Was My Dad’s Picture With The Twins I Saw In The 1st Picture… The Thing Is It Was Dated In The 2020 The Year Which Was Going On…i Turned Back And………….
Thud! I Don’t Remember Anything After That Until Getting Up In The Hospital. Kiara Brought Me Back Home, Cooked, Changed My Bandage And When I Ate And Slept.
The Next Day I Woke Up And It Was Sleeting. I Turned The News And The Main Headline Was “Sleeting Will Continue Till 10-15 Days More”
So, She Would Stay Here For 10-15 Days More.
As Soon As I Opened The Door Of Her Room To Wake Her Up, I Saw Dark Rings Circling Her Eyes. She Did Not Sleep The Whole Night.
“ It Is Snowing Outside, And It Will Continue For Like 10-15 More Days”
“Okay! Anyways I Am Not Leaving Until You Fit And Fine To At Least Walk ”
“Okay… Why Didn’t You Sleep Last Night ”
“ Why Are You Walking When The Doctors Told You Not To?”
God! She Is So Stubborn
As I Laid Down On The Bed There Was A Sharp Ache In My Lower Back…
presently : i wish kia was home… since natalie is a good amount of work….
yours,
nicholas
Dear Friend,
In The Morning After His Short Walk In The House Was Done, I Finally Pushed Him Into His Room And Pressurized Him To Rest And Not Leave The Room.
I Got A Call And Rushed Out Of The House Leaving Note
“ My Mum Is In The Hospital… I Need To Go! Sorry!!!!”
why am i doing this again to him
Yours,
Kiara
