Sunday,27th Aug 2019

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Love finds its way itself. It’s a guide for itself, who needs to worry is us, I mean humans. Problematic, materialistic beings who are always depending on others and always ready to put a dagger in anyone’s back for the sake of themselves. Poor beings.

I am Clay, Clay Shelby. An Average highschool student. Loner. And I love someone. Actually I think people want to be know for some great fact and like they want themselves to be recognized by something that’s special in them. But when I think about myself and I ask myself that who am I?

There is no answer. It’s all a blur and all my sadistic feelings and my lonely self. So I sat down for a while to think about it and try to find out anything that makes me special and then after a while I noticed myself thinking about something else , about her and at that moment I came to know that I am special cause I love.

Now why I think it’s special is cause i think and notice and judge. Don’t know if I am right or wrong but from my observation I derive a fact that no one loves anyone but just say it to gain favours. It’s all fish love outside. People saying they love fish and just getting them out of water and killing them not caring a bit about them who they say they love. No one really cares about the other person. There are just so selfish, it runs in their blood.

So I think myself special cause I care about a soul whether she is in front of me or not. I love her.

This is the only feeling I am used to feel other than loneliness and sadness.

Oh God! I can’t stop myself saying this. I love her.

Clay walked into the classroom excitedly, like always he had been waiting for this period since morning .

He was smiling under his lips. He took his seat in the right corner first desk. Just as he placed his books on the desk he heard someone talking on the desk at the back, “Wish I could get just a hour with her alone. I can’t resist the temptation. ” All of them laughed, the other boy said, “All the boys are standing in the line pal. ” This was a routine Clay had to face, he got really angry and felt like killing them all. But he always controlled himself somehow but inside he felt burning, almost like going-to-blast kind of feeling when these boys were around. And almost all the boys of the college would fall in this category. He was sick of everyone, how could they be just so wicked. He didn’t want to hear anything wrong about her. He wanted to be her protection, he loved her, cared for her. Clay angrily got up and turned towards them but right at the moment the door opened and the chemistry teacher Grace Steel walked inside and the whole class fell silent.

“Good morning students, hope you are all fine. ” she said smiling her usual sunlight smile. Her eyes took a tour of the class and for the thousand part of the second her eyes stopped to stare right inside Clay’s . He still hadn’t managed to get out of the shock that he got every time he saw her. For the rest of the class he kept looking at her smiling a gracious smile. Those shining hazel eyes under those round glasses, her dark black hair in a ponytail, red lips. I love her. Red love.

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(TO BE CONTINUED...)

He came back into his conscience right when she was leaving the class. She carried around her a reality distortion field. The magic was wearing off. He ran after her, he wanted to talk, he had waited a lot.

“Excuse me Mam. ” he called after her and paced fast in her direction. He got her at the corner. “Hello Clay, everything alright? What’s it that you want from me?” she was smiling a half smile,

tilting her head a bit to the right side. ‘Half moon ' he thought. “Umm.. H..h.ello mam, I just wanted to say hi, umm... so how is everything, all good?? How is your health??”he was stuttering and was sweating inside. She straightened her head and stared deep right into his eyes piercing something inside him. There was always something special about her eyes, they were cold, extremely cold and dark like the night. She opened her lips just then and said in the sweetest of tone, “I am fine and healthy. Thanks for caring. You are such a sweet boy. But you shouldn’t be wasting your time here, you are missing your period, go on join the class. ” He was feeling something hot melting inside him. “Ok bye, take care mam. ” He turned around and raced past the corridor to his next class. He thought he was going to burst from happiness, she had called him sweet. Oh God!!

But it was not enough, he had decided this thing. ' She talks to other students frankly, she likes me but I guess I’m not special in her eyes. I want her attention, for once I want her thinking about me when I’m not around. But today’s plan will work, I have thought about it a lot. Just some guts and she would come running towards me. '

The whole lunch break he was thinking about it. Ate nothing at all. After lunch he went to attend the remaining classes. He barely understood a word that any teacher said, he was all in his mind. After the classes-are-over bell rang he ran outside, piercing through the crowd and grabbed his cycle and paddled outside of the school towards the 22nd Langdon Street. It was three blocks away from the highschool building. He stopped at a corner and waited there. After five to ten minutes he saw a black BMW coming in his direction. He got his foot ready on the pedal and as soon as the car was just near the corner, he paddled his cycle in it’s way and ‘BAAM!!’ , there was a loud bang and the boy was thrown about meters away. The car had stopped at a halt. It had all happened so sudden. The boy was bleeding and crying with pain.

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(TO BE CONTINUED...)

When I wrote this story back then , I don't know why but I just put it up on MT all together.. in just one lengthy episode. It's hard for people to read so much, ofc everyone gets tired, so I am dividing it in episodes...

and at the end, we'll decide if I should write another chapter or not..

hope you like it.. stay blessed ☺️

Grace got out of the car but stood there hesitating. She grabbed a cloth out of her bag and hurried to the boy. Again hesitated for a moment before leaning on him and pressing the cloth on his wound. The boy was no longer feeling pain, he was so happy to be so close to her. But she was feeling strange, she was so cold and her eyes were hollower, cold and darker than ever. She was so close to him. His face just inches away from him. But the air between them was cold somewhat eerie. His eyes were searching her face and stopped at her lips, dark red and at the very moment everything and every thought vanished. He wanted to kiss her. He felt his body out of his control and slowly he leant closer to her face and she looked up from the wound and there faces were too close that the noses were almost touching. At the millionth part of the second, be realized what was there deep in her eyes all this time. It was thirst, hunger. And at the millionth part of the second, in a blink of his eye, he felt a sudden pain on his chest and next he was lying far away from the car and through his dizzy, closing eyes he could see the silhouette of Grace. She was holding her hands tightly in a fist and apparently fighting an urge to come towards him which he prayed to happen but the next second she sat in her car and drifted away. Now as her reality distortion effect had worn of, he came to his senses. Something was wrong. Something had happened. He was shivering now and was thinking what had just happened and just the bare thought sent chills down his spine. He fell unconscious on the ground.

He found himself in a very dark jungle. It was so dark that he couldn’t make out any details of his surroundings. He tried to walk in a direction not knowing either it was a safe path or not. Suddenly he heard a scream from a distance but it was loud and painful. He was afraid to hell himself but still managed to slowly move in that direction. There was tiny bit of glowing blur light in a distance and then after a few steps , his eyes met the most horrible scene he had ever seen. He saw a hooded figure leaning on a body which looked lifeless. The figure left the body and got up, he didn’t notice him and walked away, vanishing into the dark. Clay gathered his remaining guts and moved towards the lifeless body. He sat beside the body and he could see its neck which was bleeding and there were two tiny holes on it. He was horrified and got himself pissed. Then with his shivering hands he grabbed the body and turned it to see the face and ‘ARGHHHH!!’. It was somehow his own body...

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(Please proceed to the next episode 😅)