Azazel's POV

The visit I paid upstairs left me with more questions than answers. But at least I met my brother and my best friend.

I couldn't say that I miss living upstairs, I just miss the people. I most specifically do not miss the bright white colour that painted every inch of the heaven.

But I miss her.

Even after an eternity, she still has a hold on me.

Not a tight one, just a thin thread that is too stubborn to break.

I teleported myself to my house. Everything was as usual quiet.

She's leaving today.

I sighed.

That thought alone is making me uneasy? And think about the ways to make her stay.

But why her?

I've met so many beautiful women than her, then why does this one soul makes me want to... Want to what?

My mind is way too fucked up to form coherent things.

Or maybe my heart is on the road to become stable.

I heard the soft thud thud of her heart-- sweetest melody I'd heard in centuries--which still sounded way too low for a human.

I knocked on the room's door and heard a soft 'come in'.

I opened the door and saw that she was sitting on her bed staring at her hand.

"Why does my hand hurt? I swear I didn't try to do anything to hurt me." She said and looked at me expectantly with those beautiful eyes.

I don't even like green colour yet if anyone asked me at the moment what my favorite colour is, then my answer would be the colour of her eyes.

What the fuck is wrong with me?!

She still stared at me for the answers that I didn't know how to answer.

How come she doesn't remember what happened before she fainted?

"You don't remember what happened before you passed out?" I asked her.

"I passed out?" she retorted back.

Okay, this is literally making zero sense.

Who doesn't remember passing out except for the drunk people?

"Seriously, you don't remember anything from tonight? The conversation we had?" I was hoping she would forget about wanting to go home.

How much more pathetic can I get?

"I remember promising you on not trying to hurt myself again and you vowed me that you will take me home. The last thing I remember before going... Blank is saying thank you." She said and I sighed.

"What happened?" She asked me.

"Believe me, I'm searching for that answer right now." I said.

"Well, how about you... You take me home?" She asked and I felt a pang in my chest.

Even after an eternity I can't find home.

"Yeah! Sure. Go and pack your clothes. We'll leave right away." I told her.

"Thank you but I'd rather not. We can leave right now. The sooner, the merrier." She said.

"But those clothes are for you. What am I supposed to do with them?" I told her.

"Maybe you can return them? The tags are still there. Thank you for all you've done for me." She said offering me a polite smile and started walking out of the room.

I don't want her to leave at all.

We absolutely had no conversation for more that 5 minutes and I'm already missing her.

What the fuck is wrong with me?

Aurora's POV.

Those blue eyes are otherworldly. It was as if the ocean literally existed in those pair of eyes. They changed colour according to his moods just like an ocean when the weather changes.

He was something else entirely.

I need to get out of here.

I went downstairs and towards the main door of his penthouse while he came behind me.

We stepped out in the lobby and went down from 14th floor through an elevator.

I waited outside while he brings the car outside. The area is so lonely, even the building looks like no one lives in it except for him. Totally alone.

How can he live here?

From where I came, there was silence only when someone has died or if there are midterms going on. Otherwise it was as if there somebody let out a whole zoo of animals and let them create havoc.

I detested silence. Because silence leads to thinking, thinking leads to memories and memories lead to cut-throat-suicidal sadness. And with the things happened to me, I'd really like to end myself.

But it's not fair to my parents and Ryan. They'll forever be sad if they found out that their toughest girl committed suicide.

My ears perked up when I heard the sound of door opening from across the street.

A lady in late 70's with silver bob curls, heavy soda-glass thick spectacles perched on her nose and brown skin came out with a bucket of water. She looked at me and seemed to be startled at first but then later gave a warm smile. Her eyes were warm chocolaty brown. She threw water around the the small patch of her flower-bed and smiled at me again. I smiled back.

Just then the honking of car came from behind me and I turned around.

A rusty red toyota came in my line of vision and came to stop in front of me just as the passenger side door opened.

I sat inside as the smell of engine oil and musky wood hit my nostrils. This car gave off old-kinda feelings.

"Ready?" He asked and I nodded my head eagerly.

I noticed Azazel waving at the old lady before taking a turn and starting the journey.

Not totally alone.

We didn't talk. There was nothing there to talk. Before the change of events in my life making it worst, I was an extrovert. But not like parting, drinking kinda extrovert.

I could talk to anybody in the world.

I could make a heated angry man smile, I had the ability to converse with anyone and make a friend out of them. I loved talking to everyone. You get to hear so many stories, emotions, what's happening in their life, the interests, disinterests, their hobbies, their dreams, ambitions, adventures etc.

People live lives of the characters in novels; I lived lives of people through their dreams and stories.

I loved life.

Oh! how you can love something one day and hate the same the next day.

But looking at Azazel, it's not because  I can't talk anymore or find interests.

It's just that he's a very different man.

His face expressions are always etched on a stone; never changing. Always frowning. It's his eyes that gave away all the emotions.

Suddenly he turned on the music player and Can't help falling in love by Elvis Presley started playing.

"Gosh this is one of my favorites." I uttered out involuntarily.

"Mine too." He said as his stone etched face somewhat relaxed to a little extent.

Ryan hated this song and this is the only reason that I ever quarreled with him. Who can hate this song?

Azazel started humming to himself and my mind settled to an unknown kind of peace. I stared outside at the bright deserted fields.

If I were his lover-sorts, this scenario would've been so perfect.

The sunny weather after the heavy rainfall, the smell of earth mixed with the car's old musky scent. Sweeps of wind flowing my hair around and him humming to this beautiful song. No worries of future or past. Just living the present.

This was all I ever wanted from life.

But my past is way too messed up for me to forget all about it.

How can I ever live in present when the ghosts of my past keep sneaking up to me in the form of memories every damned second of my life?

Forget it Aurora, your life will never be the same again.

But what if--

"WATCH OUT!" I screamed and suddenly the car took a sharp left turn and skidded to a stop. The tires gave off groans as the rubber burned due to applying brakes so hard.

"What the fuck? What happened?" Azazel screeched as I got out of the car and almost fell to my knees.

What the hell?

They were standing right there!

"I saw them!" I went to the middle of the road where they were standing and looked around in the circle to search them.

Only the sound of crickets could be heard on this deserted road.

"Who? Aurora I didn't see anyone. What--"

"There were two children standing here, running after a ball. I saw them I swear. Where did they go?" I said, the road had infertile farms on both the sides where only an occasional shrub could be seen. Nowhere for the kids to hide.

How is it possible?

"They looked at us right in the eyes before we skidded the car, their eyes had a look of horror in them. As if they knew we couldn't stop. I saw their expressions! Where did they go?" I cried as Azazel surveyed the place.

"I didn't see anyone Aurora. Maybe you are tired or your mind played tricks on you. See, there is no one. We should get going." Azazel said and dragged me inside the car while I still searched the place again and again.

What the hell is wrong with me?
*****

Hello guys!!

I'm so so *100infinity times sorry for not updating for two months.

I have no reason except that I had a lots and lots of college work and studies. Even niw my midterms ar coming.

I'm so sorry.

I will update again after my exams which end on 3rd November. I hope you all understand.

How was the chapter?

Until then hugs and see ya