I jerked from the couch where I fell asleep without my knowledge and the book, I was holding in my hand landed on the floor three feet away from me. For a second everything went blank.
The heartbeat in my rib cage-raised heavily as it has attended the 10 km marathon. Oh god!! It was a horrible dream that I never had in my entire life neither did I wish.
How awful that is!!!
I stared at the floor with so much emotion flooding through my heart where he has laid in the pool of his blood in my dream.
It felt real. I wiped the sweat on my forehead using the hem of my shirt and walked towards the kitchen to get a glass of water to let go of my anxiety.
I took the water bottle from the fridge and gulped down a large amount of water in one shot. Why did I have that horrible dream? I didn't hate him that much, yet he came into my dream, and-- I can't even imagine this.
What would I do if it happened in reality? No, Shut up Riya. I scolded my inner mind.
Though it was a dream it sends a shiver down my spine making my body feel weak, it likes someone poured me a box of ice cubes through my head.
'I think you are thinking about him a lot these days' my subconscious mind replied to my unasked question.
Yeah maybe.
I closed the fridge and walked to the living room and sat on the couch where I was seated before. The book is still lying on the floor as a recollection of that incident over and over again.
Unknowingly tears are polling down through my cheeks and I feel the pain in my chest as someone crushing my heart frequently.
He has this syndrome.
My heart couldn't take this even it was my first time, then how could he have faced his nightmare. How many times has he had these kinds of horrible dreams? The question brought goosebumps to my stomach.
I still remember the day when he woke up in the middle of the night screaming and calling my names the day after my parents knocked me out of their home. He thought I left him completely like I left my parents.
I was there with him to give him comfort what he needed saying I'm here. He hugged me tightly and cried until he fell asleep in my arms.
But now, I'm not with him and it must have had given him a hard time. Despite his being good at hiding his anxiety, I could read clearly on his face every morning when I meet him in the office.
Every day he seems nervous until he saw me then he went back to his ordinary life masking his face as anger.
There was a day when he has fired lots of employees just because of a silly mistake and even canceled the contract of a big project that was worth a million with our clients.
These all happened the day I was on leave.
His one blind revenge spoiled our future, but he has changed and trying to amend the mistake for the sake of our kids even though he can't change the past.
However, what I'm doing? What are the steps I'm taking to bring our relationship to the next stage?
Sweety needs him as her dad, my unborn baby needs him as his/ her dad, and me-? I too need him in my life. He is my love whether my mind accepts or not. He is my everything and I'm his everything.
We are made for each other. We are tied to each other by our soul. No one can separate us, not his revenge nor my ego, that is all nothing in front of our love.
The ringing sound of the doorbell brought me out of my miserable thought. I blinked once... twice... thrice...Who is this?
I glued to the couch where I was and stared at the door blankly. Then I heard the buzzer sound which seems someone succeeded to open the door which alerted my mind immediately.
No one has the access to unlock the door except Kayish but---As expected Kayish the dream of my man Opened the door and stepped inside.
"Riya." He called my name worriedly. I don't want another dream, please. I prayed internally.
"Riya, what happened to you?" He asked once again worries hitched through his face and he took a step forward to approach me.
"Stop there." I stood abruptly holding my hand in the midst. I don't want history to repeat.
"Riya?" his face lost all its colors, I don't know what is running into his mind, but he looks broken. I looked at him through my hooded eyes, he is real, the cut in his chin is visible. I'm not dreaming, am I?
Oh, God! He is real!! Happiness overwhelmed my heart and I broke into tears whispering the three words that popped into my mind, "You are here."
"You are here," I screamed and ran towards him. In a swift motion, I jumped into his arms and buried my teary face on the crook of his neck. I seriously don't care what I'm doing but I want him to be alive. That one nightmare is enough for me to let go of my ego.
I wrapped my legs around his torso while my hand found his neck then started to sob like a kid. He didn't expect the outburst from me, but he caught me on time in his big arms pinning my body to his well-built chest.
"You are here." I whimpered clutching him tightly. "I thought I lose you." I wiped the tears that ran through my eyes like an Angel falls.
His grip on my waist tightened. "I never leave you." He said the matter of authority and buried his face on my hair. Somehow his warm breath calmed down my aching chest.
"You promise?" I looked at his face, blue orbs looking directly at my green, the emotion he has in his eyes is priceless.
"Promise." He let out a long sigh which seems the agony and the guilt he has been carrying on his shoulder for a month was left down.
"I love you, you idiot." I crashed my lips against him taking him surprisingly.
"I love you too." I heard him mutter between our tender kisses. The kiss was so passionate and lovely. Oh, God! How badly I wanted to kiss him like this, forever.
"Thank you so much Riya, you made me alive. Thank you so much." He lifted me in his arms and spun around.
"You idiot." I spat out of nowhere and started to hit his chest vigorously. The pain I had in my chest for these past years was unbearable.
"Why did you leave me. You little pervert." I hit him until my hand gave up and hugged him tightly.
After all, everyone deserves a chance then why not him.
"I love you, babe. I won't make this mistake." He caressed my hair more affectionately and placed me on the ground. He brought his forehead to mine and we both stayed longer staring into each other eyes.
I didn't expect this day will come to take all my grief away from me.
"I love you always." I cupped his face and leaned on to catch his lips for a passionate kiss. He, on the other hand, led the kiss vigorously plunging his tongue deep into my mouth, he tastes divine. I miss my man. I pulled his collar down and kissed him hungrily meeting his same effort.
"Oh God, Riya. You are the drugs to me." He moaned. "That I'm very much addicted to." He completed the sentence once we pulled apart to get oxygen for our throbbing lungs.
Not getting enough of me, he threw me a kiss on my face and my neck and to my stomach. "I love you, baby." He lifted the fabric of my cloth and planted a soft kiss on my bare stomach.
"We love you, daddy." I gave him a genuine smile and kissed his forehead. The moments are so lovely, I want to keep this for life long. If possible, I will tie this with my memory.
"No more cries." He wiped my tears with his thumb and kissed my forehead.
"What happened to you, why were you crying?" he made me sit on the couch and asked.
I shook my head, "That was a bad dream." I admitted truthfully.
He nodded his head and thought for a moment. "I'm not forcing you, Riya. If you want time-" I cut him off placing my finger on his lips.
"I love you and I want this." If he thinks he is rushing me into this relation, then he is wrong. We have already taken a lot of time and I don't want to waste another second of my life to make a decision.
"Okay!" He seemed relieved by my response.
"Why are you here?" I asked the question that I had in my mind in the first place. Yeah! He used to come to my apartment when Sweety was around.
"I called you many times, but you didn't attend the call, so I thought to check with you. That's how here I'm." He shrugged his shoulder having a shy smile on his face.
"And we have an appointment at 5: pm." He then glanced at my stomach lovingly. "I'm going to be the part of your ever-growing." He whispered his eyes solely on my stomach.
"Okay, after picking Sweety from her school we can go to the hospital," I suggested.
"Yeah! Me too think the same." He smiled showing his perfect white teeth. Once again, I was mesmerized by the view of his smile.
Out of nowhere, my stomach grumbled loudly. Owww! Not now. I covered my face out of embarrassment.
"Are you starving?" He gave me a weird look as I left his child to starve. "Let's eat. I'm hungry." He took the phone from his pocket and ordered the pizza.
"Now what? We have plenty of time." I raised my eyebrow at him.
"Hmm... I have an idea." He gave me a seductive look and hovered over me then rained my face with his wet kiss until we heard a bell sound indicating the pizzaman has arrived.
"Oh!! God! You are unpredictable Mr. Miller." I said panting heavily.
"It's just the beginning." He winked at me and walked towards the door to get the pizza, leaving me with a red face. He is still the same Kayish I have known for my entire life, didn't change a bit.
He fed me a pizza until my stomach has no place and made me drink the whole glass of apple juice. "We have two more hours to catch up," I said looking at the wall clock.
"I'm tired." He yawned. "Yes! You are, get some sleep." I placed his head on my lap and raked his hair through my finger.
"So smooth." He whispered and closed his eyes still having that same satisfied smile on his face. Today 22nd August, I have rejoiced with the love of my life.
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