New Life (4) - Part - 2
Mart and ILa....Hey thanx for all those who commented.This is just beginning.Lot more interesting ahead.Hope you like.
Chapter 4-part (2):
Mart POV:
I got home late that night, well as usual. I was drunken;as usual. I was walking through the corridor that was the way to my room. I almost entered a room which has its door wide open. I went inside and looked around. Then I realized It wasn't my room. I turned back to leave, but my eyes caught something that made me turn around and face it. It's that girl. She was sleeping on the study table peacefully. The study table is beside the window in the corner. The windows were wide open. Her hair was free and strands of her hair were coming over her face slightly disturbing her. I stood there staring for about 5min which seemed like forever.
I moved towards her still staring. She looked so simple, natural and yet so good and familiar. There is something very familiar about her. But what? I hardly know her and how can be she familiar to me?
I reached her, got my face closer to that of hers, tucked her hair behind her ear lobe and stared at her again. Then something struck my brain. That thought brought my senses back. No one could ever do that to me again. I hate women. I just hate them. My blood was boiling inside me. I was still staring at her and then I saw her opening her eyes;
ILa POV:
I opened my eyes and almost had a heart attack seeing Mart so close to me. He was so close that I could hear his breath. Even in the darkness of the night I could see his dazzle blue eyes looking cold at me. I was so scared by the terrific look in his eyes that I opened my mouth to scream, only to make him stop it by placing his hand on my mouth.
"Shhhh!" He whispered with a wild expression in his voice, while I struggled to get him off me. He finally did let me go.
"Why the hell are you here now?" I heard myself uttering those words in the middle of deep breaths. I had to breathe hard with my mouth under his big palm. He was quite but still staring right into my eyes with that cold look. It frightened me.
"What on earth did I do?" I said a little louder.
"You have ruined my life" he finally spoke but with that harsh voice.
"What??"
"Yes. It's only you. You are the only reason for all those that happened. It's you and only you." He yelled at me.
"What? Are you nuts?" then I realized he is drunk and speaking all that which absolutely is not making any sense.
"You first leave my room. You have no right to enter into my room in middle of the night from nowhere and talk to me all nonsense. Just leave. Your room is next to this one. Go" I said stretching my hand over his face and pointing towards the exit.
He caught hold of my hand twisted it backwards still holding it at my wrist firmly. It hurt me. His grip was so strong that I couldn't even struggle to get him off. He rested his chin on my shoulder from the back and said "You think you can ask me to get out of the room in my own house how dare you huh?" his teeth was grinned under his lips.
I struggled hard and finally was able to jerk him away from me. I turned around to face him and said. "Your house? I don't think you own it?"I shrugged my shoulders.
"I own this ENTIRE EMPIRE. I am the boss of 'The stevensons' you get it?"
"OH! So how much do you earn for it? Not even a single penny. You are not worth speaking of this house like an owner Mr.Martin. Don't you ever dare to order me or talk to me as if I am your slave here. You first look at your self. Think if anything here truly belongs to you.? No. So,I have every right to ask to leave this room.right NOW" with that, I turned my back to face him. He suddenly got hold of my hand at elbow and twirled me around to face him. His face was just inches away from mine. His eyes still having that cold look.
"No one speaks to me in that voice. Not even a single girl on earth."
"Oh really! And that's why you are like this Martin. Arrogant and such a jerk. Now leave from my room." I yelled at him and pushed him away by placing my free hand against his chest. "You" I pointed my finger at him. "LEAVE" My voice was bold and strong.
Then to my surprise he let out a small smile from his face. He again caught hold of my finger that was pointing to him, "Its fun this way lady"
FUN..!! What fun. Is he in his complete senses??
"It's really fun to fight with you. It's something different you know. Girls usually flirt with me but you are..." he came close to me still holding my hand. "Different" then he let my hand go off. There was an unusual smirk on his face which I didn't understand. He took a few steps backwards staring at me and then turned around and left.
Mart POV:
I got home late that night, well as usual. I was drunken;as usual. I was walking through the corridor that was the way to my room. I almost entered a room which has its door wide open. I went inside and looked around. Then I realized It wasn't my room. I turned back to leave, but my eyes caught something that made me turn around and face it. It's that girl. She was sleeping on the study table peacefully. The study table is beside the window in the corner. The windows were wide open. Her hair was free and strands of her hair were coming over her face slightly disturbing her. I stood there staring for about 5min which seemed like forever.
I moved towards her still staring. She looked so simple, natural and yet so good and familiar. There is something very familiar about her. But what? I hardly know her and how can be she familiar to me?
I reached her, got my face closer to that of hers, tucked her hair behind her ear lobe and stared at her again. Then something struck my brain. That thought brought my senses back. No one could ever do that to me again. I hate women. I just hate them. My blood was boiling inside me. I was still staring at her and then I saw her opening her eyes;
ILa POV:
I opened my eyes and almost had a heart attack seeing Mart so close to me. He was so close that I could hear his breath. Even in the darkness of the night I could see his dazzle blue eyes looking cold at me. I was so scared by the terrific look in his eyes that I opened my mouth to scream, only to make him stop it by placing his hand on my mouth.
"Shhhh!" He whispered with a wild expression in his voice, while I struggled to get him off me. He finally did let me go.
"Why the hell are you here now?" I heard myself uttering those words in the middle of deep breaths. I had to breathe hard with my mouth under his big palm. He was quite but still staring right into my eyes with that cold look. It frightened me.
"What on earth did I do?" I said a little louder.
"You have ruined my life" he finally spoke but with that harsh voice.
"What??"
"Yes. It's only you. You are the only reason for all those that happened. It's you and only you." He yelled at me.
"What? Are you nuts?" then I realized he is drunk and speaking all that which absolutely is not making any sense.
"You first leave my room. You have no right to enter into my room in middle of the night from nowhere and talk to me all nonsense. Just leave. Your room is next to this one. Go" I said stretching my hand over his face and pointing towards the exit.
He caught hold of my hand twisted it backwards still holding it at my wrist firmly. It hurt me. His grip was so strong that I couldn't even struggle to get him off. He rested his chin on my shoulder from the back and said "You think you can ask me to get out of the room in my own house how dare you huh?" his teeth was grinned under his lips.
I struggled hard and finally was able to jerk him away from me. I turned around to face him and said. "Your house? I don't think you own it?"I shrugged my shoulders.
"I own this ENTIRE EMPIRE. I am the boss of 'The stevensons' you get it?"
"OH! So how much do you earn for it? Not even a single penny. You are not worth speaking of this house like an owner Mr.Martin. Don't you ever dare to order me or talk to me as if I am your slave here. You first look at your self. Think if anything here truly belongs to you.? No. So,I have every right to ask to leave this room.right NOW" with that, I turned my back to face him. He suddenly got hold of my hand at elbow and twirled me around to face him. His face was just inches away from mine. His eyes still having that cold look.
"No one speaks to me in that voice. Not even a single girl on earth."
"Oh really! And that's why you are like this Martin. Arrogant and such a jerk. Now leave from my room." I yelled at him and pushed him away by placing my free hand against his chest. "You" I pointed my finger at him. "LEAVE" My voice was bold and strong.
Then to my surprise he let out a small smile from his face. He again caught hold of my finger that was pointing to him, "Its fun this way lady"
FUN..!! What fun. Is he in his complete senses??
"It's really fun to fight with you. It's something different you know. Girls usually flirt with me but you are..." he came close to me still holding my hand. "Different" then he let my hand go off. There was an unusual smirk on his face which I didn't understand. He took a few steps backwards staring at me and then turned around and left.
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