《His Butterfly》Chapter 17
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When you love someone pain given by them also seems pleasure. Ric knew now there’s no place for him in Amara's life which hurts him to an extreme extent. After all that’s what he wanted. But why doesn’t it feel good? Why does it feels like he is living upon a rack. Sitting beside her bed as Amara sleeps he feel like he has everything. Sighing he folded his arms and fell asleep uncomfortably on the chair.
“Richard… Get up..”
“C’mon Ric.. wake up.”
“What is it Amara?” Rubbing his eyes, Ric did a full surveillance of the room.
“I have some questions.”
“ Its 1 am Amara. Go to sleep.”
“ It feels like I’ve been asleep since the past century. I don’t feel like sleeping now. So will you answer my questions?”
“Shoot.”
“I’ve so many questions that I don’t know where to start.”
“Then go to sleep.”
“Okay okay I’m asking. Why were you sleeping here?”
“ This is my house. I can sleep anywhere I like. I just came in to ask about how y were you feeling. But you were asleep so I waited for you to wake up and I don’t know when sleep came over me.”
“Fine. Satisfying answer. Ric where is he?”
“Who?”
“The one who shot me.”
“ You don’t need to know that.”
“Though I disagree but I don’t have the power to argue now. What do you do Richard…I mean are you some vigilante type?”
“ That doesn’t concern you Amara. Listen I’m not being sarcastic you need to stay away from me and everything around me.”
“For that you have to let me go. If I’ll live here I’ll gradually get to know your secrets.”
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“I’m being serious. Somethings are better unsaid. Are you done with the questions?”
“ You used to share everything with me. Where’s the Ric that I know?”
“People change with time Amara that’s the rule of life.”
Amara tried to break the heavy atmosphere with a light conversation.
“Listen I’m recovering from a bullet wound. I need some fresh air. Please take me outside.”
“ You want to go outside at this hour?”
“Please please please please Ric….”
“ Stop making those faces.”
“ You can see my face in the dark?”
“You always make puppy faces when you say please I mean its not complete dark . There is enough moonlight in the room. Okay let me get a sleeper for you.”
Amara sighed in contentment as he went to bring her slippers. She knew she had to take baby steps to make him realize they are better and stronger together. Her smile got bigger when she saw the slippers' size.
“Is this yours?”
“Yup .. This was the only one I could find… Give me your hand.”
Ric supported her as she get off the bed. He took her feet and slipped the slipper on them. Ric felt alive once again as he took care of her.
Wrapping his hand around her waist they both moved towards the door.
“ Wow. This place is so amazing. If it looks so good during the night how will it look in the day.. This garden is too beautiful to be yours. No offence.”
“None taken… Its Arthur’s wife. I mean she likes gardening and decorating the place.”
“ Its beautiful.”
“It is. Now come on. Lets go and sit on the bench over there.”
“Ric, Is photography no longer a part of your life?”
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“It is. That’s something I couldn’t leave even if I wanted. Though none my family or friends know it, I have a studio in the city far away from the people I know.”
“ I am happy you didn’t left your passion.”
“ I am sorry.”
“For what Ric?”
“For everything.”
“ I am sorry too… but lets not talk about it. So whom do you love the most in your family?”
“My niece. She is the sweetest and most mischievous child I’ve ever met. She is a little ray of sunshine.”
“What’s her name?”
“Amara.”
“Yes.”
“That’s her name. They have named her Amara. But its total coincidence.”
“Well girls who are named Amara are intelligent and smart.”
“Yes and everybody loves them.”
“Not everyone.”
Amara rested her head on his shoulder. They both sat in a comforting silence enjoying each other’s company. Though Ric knew if someone sees them it will raise questions but he just wanted to feel secure. And he maybe the VENOM OF DEATH but only Amara gave him a sense of security. Covering themselves with a blanket Ric brought her closer. They knew it was just a matter of time before their senses come back and they once again become strangers.
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Gut-wrenching screams of pain echoed through the room. Blood was splattered all over the walls. The people in the room were enjoying the pain and miseries of captive. Noah laughed as the prisoner made gurgling noise.
“ You guys thought that you’ll make it alive if anything have happened to my boss?”
“He would have been dead now if it wasn’t that bitch..”Before he could complete his sentence Noah punched his face.
“You would have been dead the second you fired at her if we didn’t wanted information from you.”
“I…I am not going to say anything no matter how much you beat me.”
“I know. But once you see the Venom himself I am sure you’ll speak. And you should know he is not happy about it. “
The silence was enough for people to understand the fear of the guy.
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“Life imposes things on you that you can’t control, but you still have the choice of how you’re going to live through this.” — Celine Dion
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