Chương 7: " Tout Ira Bien"

"No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear"

-C.S Lewis

Jack POV

The sun brimmed with its might; the clouds flossed its buoyancy. The birds relished its wings and flew higher until it was out of sight. The flora's emitted their scent to present their elegance to the nature. This sky was one of the things which I loved the most. It was the most beautiful picture painted with different hues of colors, speaking their own stories.

But my emotion was in full force today. Anger boiled deep in my system, as hot as geyser. It churned within, greedy for destruction and mayhem. That anger was raging hot and deep, it was too much to handle. With the bang, the window shattered. Shards of glasses flew unoriented. At first the window had a small crack but with periodic punching it shattered. I felt nothing, neither pain nor hurt. One moment I knew she could be mine but the very next minute she just disappeared. My brain cells had been randomized and I couldn't think straight. My hands throbbed, I peeked at my finger and it was still fine with some minor bruises.

Her smiles that seems too genuine with just right touch of elegance; her sweet gestures with which she would explain her thought and that charisma surrounding her and could light up the whole universe, I saw her showing to other guy. All of those qualities were never to be shown to others, those were clearly mine. I seemed too possessive but she was worth of it. That guy who seemed nineteen with slim limbs and mopped hair was no contender to me, yet she was their genuinely socializing to him. The thought of being with other man ate me alive.

It was lunch and I was heading to that place where we hang out occasionally. That place was a comfort zone which evoked warmness in me. As I leaned weakly on bench thinking about her and how it would be tough to court her, a weak feeble smile appeared on my face.

Her shadow graced the ground, like those fresh dew falling gracefully on the new petals of grass. Even though it was just a shadow, it was surrounded with serenity and repose, which engulfed me tightly. Her shadow was a well loved picture that came back to life. I looked up and saw her there. Without wasting a single second, I approached and held her.

She was a mere mirage, like that illusion of oasis when you are deeply deprived of water on those scorching desert. I didn't want to lose her. She was my antidote; which healed me completely. She made me feel loved and important. She was there, exclusively made for me. My heart was burning with all kinds of desire; the desire to hide her away from the world and keep her to myself. Those emotions surged within me and made me hug her tightly. The hug was stronger than anything I've ever known. I could sense every ounce of her hitched breath on my torso, which sent shiver down my spine.

In that moment of feeling, everything felt amazing. I felt liberated that I have been in so very long time. I knew I was in safe hands and my worries disappeared like the rain on summer earth. I was cocooned in her embrace. That cocoon, which never became a butterfly, spread its wing to be ripped out of that isolation. Her soft skin and gentle squeeze made my stomach somersault. It was indeed a delightful thing which I wished could last forever.

I looked down at my angel. Her cheeks pinked like a spring rose; the blooming color against her fair face was too cute that I couldn't take my eyes off. She looked away finding distraction at the courtyard. I still remember that memory and it has been securely locked in my heart and brain.

Someone cleared their throat and I looked behind. The boy looked fragile and his limbs were too thin that it could snap at once. He had that mop of brown hair that complimented his chiseled face. He looked young for his age. It was him and I knew he was there for her.

Like a protective parents, I jumped in front of her and held her behind. I swear with that glare that I gave him, he would have been dead. This made me assure that he wouldn't dare go near her. I was so enveloped in my possessive state that I failed to sense her moving towards him.

With a smile that could make every person follow her, she brought him towards me. I showed my stoic face to him. He was nothing to me and will never be. And if he ever wanted to compete with me, I was always ready for it. I just couldn't lose her. Life has been too rude to me. It has taken every beautiful thing I had and lived for. Life has been merciless; it crushed and made me hopeless. It was until then she came to me. She was there when I felt angry, hurt and pain couldn't describe me and everything had no meaning. She was there smiling and lovingly comforting me. And I will not allow; a person who she met today to take her away from me. She is mine.