Love of a women

She had just murdered him. After all the pain he caused, he deserved that. She was furious, violent but satisfied.  It had finally come to an end. She had just ended the phase of misery from her life. She had planned it and everything went as per the plan. She had imagined a brightness overwhelming her after the task completes, but she feels glommy still. She looks around. In front of her is a big mirror where she sees a women,  soaked in blood, sitting over a dead man's torso. She has a knife in her right hand. Her face is red, blood spots and scars all over. And anger helds her suddenly when the mirror reveals herself and her condition and she stabs the mans chest. Twice, thrice and continue to do so until she realise the man feels nothing. The man is dead a long time from now and its worthless trying giving him more pain. She slowly stands up and look around. Slowly consciousness holds her. She feels worried.  She tries to clean around. Slowly her senses start to work. She starts to smell and taste blood in the air. Her eyes strikes herself in the mirror.  She rush to the bathroom.  On the shower she lets the chillness of the water slowly break her apart starting from the apex of her head and ending with a deep pain in the heart. Her eyes start to flow and black out. She sees nothing and feels nothing. Her head spins and she slips on the floor. She just lie there, she has no strength to get up.

It that darkness, infront of her eyes she starts to see things, people and events. Even in the absence of conscious, she is able to realise, its her own story being shown to her in flash backs. She sees a little girl and a loving family.  The little girl is happy. She's got everything she desired. Her wants were so insignificant she murmurs. She wants to live that moment again. This time she would desire for something else, something more significant to her real life, not to her dream life. She didn't know the difference then, now its crystal clear.  Then slowly she's growing up.  She finds herself in the arm of a man. A different man. She's not comfortable.  Something inside in her is suggesting her thats its not good whats happening,  its giving her the warning to run away.  But there's another strong side that prevents her from doing so, its strong side, antagonist to the prior.  She remains there and slowly she sees herself being used, betrayed, lied, she sees people laughing at her. She feels shattered,  heart broken and guilt covers her. She cries, screams and promise never to trust again. She's strong and so is her determination. Slowly things are changing. Time heals everything and her broken heart is joined as well. She is again joy, fun and people are laughing with her. Different people are revolving around her with different desires and proposals,  but her determination is strong. No one can break it by any means. No one can again get to her weak point, just glued shattered heart. She just tries her best to stay firm, to stay strong.  She knows she cannot hold longer.  Her eyes already fell over someone. She is now so much into that, that she doesn't realise someone else is staring at her. She doesn't know that  those two eyes are following her in her every moments.  But she is onto someone else.  She is coming closer to a new sun. She completely ignores the previous burn. She proudly confess that she is ready to burn again. The two following eyes are seeing this all.  There's a quake in the brain and heart thats controlling the eyes. The brains consolidation isn't working. The eyes are flowing. The brain is suggesting hopes. There is an antagonist but is weak. Hope wins. Eyes continue to follow. She is again in the arm of a man, he is different from earlier.  She is happy this time. Still she is not able to trust completely.  She feels thats growing in size. The two eyes start to follow the man as well. They see, he's perfect for her. They both are perfect for each other. His heart suggest to let her go, move on but his brain is worried.  Not worried about anybody but himself. He had just one passion over all passion,  one ambition above all ambition and that was her. He couldn't let her go. He just watched.  Just waited for the moment to come. He prayed for that. He believed that the moment he wants shall come some day. And the moment came. They got separated.  He went far away. He left her alone only with promises and dreams. She collected all the promises and decided to wait. Then he entered into her life. A newly lonley life. Now she has needs, she is habituated to love, she needs love to survive.  She is unable to sustain loneliness.  His entry is celebrated. He came as a good friend and a well wisher. She cannot see his intentions. His intentions are evil and not revealed. She believed in him and everything he said. But she never accepted him. He tried and tried but never succeed.  There was someone else in her heart and he couldn't get that place until that person was removed. He tried to seduce her, fool her, buy her but all his ways failed. At last he suceeded to create misunderstanding but his part was not revealed. Her heart is empty again. But again there's no place for him. He starts emotional turmoil.  He confess his feelings and explains his deeds. But he is not welcomed. He threatens her, dares her. But she's not scared. He is underestimated.  He is ignored.  Enough is enough. He finally chooses the evil way, if not by love she ia mine by force it be. She is kidnapped,  taken away.
He takes her away from all other things and tries to give her all the love he has. He asks for forgiveness for what he did. She starts to hate him. She don't even look towards him. She shows no empathy which makes him angry. He starts to force her. If she doesn't allow him to her, he raped her. She couldn't do anything.  There was no help and she was weak in front of his strength. He had converted himself into a monster. He was satisfied now. Not happy but satisfied. He saw the girl die everyday and he too died with her everyday.  She hated him. She wanted to run away. She tried and adopted different ways to flee but all failed. There was only way out. She planned it. She used the weapon that was turned into her weakness. She seduced him. She accepted him. He was happy. Happier than he ever was in his life. Finally he got what he wanted. He got his love of life. She was again in the arm of a different man. This time her heart was full of harted. Then suddenly he felt a sharp pain in the chest. He didn't get chance to realise the betrayal. He left the world smiling.
She could now see the walls of the bathroom.  She was confused. She recollected all the memories and joined the fractions. She realised the truth. She was mistaken. Her choice was always wrong. She herself made her life a living hell. She threw away true love for false. She didn't realise until it was for her. Now it was too late. What a blunder she did? She runs into the room. Shouts, screams, cries the dead man's name. She beg him to wake up. Now she wants to be with him. She realise its not possible. She wants to go back in time and make it correct. She now knew where she did wrong. But its too late. She's all alone again with a miserable life to live only this time without promises or dreams.