Ahh!! Finished.

I just completed watching a romcom movie, I checked the time on the wall clock as it was 2am. It was already midnight as I stretched my arms above my head.

It's been two days since I cursed Harold in Spanish and also made a fool of myself.

What a shame!!

I shook that thought off. I was really parched but my water bottle was empty. I sighed and got out of my bed with my water bottle. As I passed by, my gaze fell onto the alluring moon. It was a full moon and glowing brightly in the midst of darkness.

I had this song in my head,

I sit by myself, talking to the moon.

I know I'm all alone here but I don't feel that loneliness in here, maybe because of Dylan.

But Dylan rarely visits this house.

Oh Dylan!! When are you gonna come meet me.

I'm just like Juliet waiting for her Romeo to come meet her.

I sighed.

Go and fill the water bottle.

Yeah.. yeah.

With that I descended downstairs, everything was dark with no lights illuminating. I walked towards the kitchen and in silence I filled the water into my water bottle.

I exited the kitchen but something surprising caught my eyes. The window beside the staircase was open. The one window door of Harold's room was freaking open. I tiptoed towards the window in complete silence and peeked inside.

The room was dim litted. I couldn't make out the interior of the room properly as only a dim light was illuminating the whole room.

Surprisingly Harold was awake, he was sitting on the bed side couch with a guitar in his hands.

Wait guitar?

Is he into music also?

He was staring at nothing in particular, he looked sad.... yeah sad. Though the room was dim litted, I could clearly see his face. His deep ocean blue eyes were glassy. He looked depressed...you know... extremely sad, broken.

But why?

He looked so broken, as if he was about to cry. I never thought that a man like him, who's void of emotions can also have emotions. Everytime, whenever I look at him, his exterior posture only defines power and that nothing can break him apart. but today, I mean now he just looked like a common man whose broken underneath.

Slowly Harold's fingers moved across the strings of his guitar as soft tunes were produced by it. And with that he started singing.

(Listen to the song while reading.)

"🎶 Thought I found a way,
Thought I found a way out.
But you never go away,
So I guess I gotta stay now.
Oh, I hope someday I'll make it out of here.

His fingers still rubbed against strings as he sang with so much emotion, with such a passion, I can feel the pain in his voice. He had an angelic voice, which made me stand there and listen to his song. So beautifully sung and right now, he didn't look like a Mafia king instead he looked like a broken man who can never be fixed, completely shattered.

"🎶 Isn't it lovely? All alone,
Heart made of glass, my mind of stone.
Tear me to pieces skin and bone,
Hello, welcome home....🎶"

He kept the guitar aside and covered his face with his palms.

What has happened to him?

Why is he so sad?

Probably he's guilty of killing so many people and destroying so many girls and children's lives. Maybe he deserves this sadness and loneliness in his life.

I spun around towards the staircase and ascended upstairs.

Karma is like a boomerang, you never know when it comes and hits you hard..

...........

I got up late today as I slept late. I yawned and checked the time, it was already twelve in noon. I descended downstairs to feed myself some food.

As I reached downstairs, I subconsciously marched towards the lounge instead of the kitchen.

Stupid Naomi..

I spun around but abruptly stopped and again turned around towards the lounge.

I frowned in confusion.

There on the couch was Harold lying, sleeping soundly. I walked towards the couch and crouched down.

Doesn't he have to go to his office?

Maybe last night he didn't sleep well..

But what the reason can be?

He looked so innocent while sleeping, his long eye lashes rested on his cheek bones and now again he didn't look like a terrifying mafia king, he just looked like an innocent man with a soft heart.

But he ain't innocent, I glared at his sleeping face.

'Very tiny brain with zero IQ power. '

Again his nasty mean words came ringing into my ears. All I wanted to do right now was strangle him to death in his sleep.

Huh!!

But I ain't a murderer like him.

Suddenly a frown etched on his sleepy face, his breathing ragged as beads of sweat formed on his forehead. His chest was heaving up and down rapidly as he muttered something incoherent under his breath.

Is he having a nightmare.?

I tried to figure out his words and it heard like, please don't.... I beg you please.

"Hey." I shook him but abruptly he caught my wrist.

"Please, don't kill her.... I beg you. Kill me instead, please...please don't kill her." This time his voice was slightly clear.

His hold on my wrist tightened as he subtly shook his head.
"Please!!!" He screamed.

"Ouch!!" I winced as his hold tightened even more. He's surely bruising my wrist.
"Hey, wake up!!" I yelled.

I tried to detach my hand from his hand but his hold was firm and tight.
"Don't kill her!!" He was out of breath as he was having difficulty in breathing.

He'll probably die if he won't wake up soon. I saw a glass of water on the coffe table. I took it and splashed the water on his face.

Suddenly he gasped and opened his eyes and slowly he let go of my wrist.

"Ouch!!" I winced again, there was a slight red mark on my wrist.

Bastard.... He did bruise my wrist.

He got up from the couch, his eyes blood shot as his breath slowly came under control.

"Are you okay?" I asked while massaging my bruised wrist.

He glanced at me and his gaze travelled down to my wrist and then again to my face.

"Are you okay?" I asked again but instead of replying, he turned on his heels and marched outside the lounge.

Well, he's weird..

'please don't kill her'

His words ringed in my ears as I shook my head.

The same cliche full story. His rival mafia gang has killed the love of his life and he's in guilt thinking that he's the reason behind her death.

So he already got his sadly ever after..

Sheesh!!

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