Unbounded6

I ran into the washroom with tears overflowing my eyes…..I run faster with a bellowing heart which keeps racing….with pain…that pierce my heart….I loved him….I realize ……

I bumped on someone…..It was him….the trainer….I felt like hugging him….catching his collar and asking him if he loved me???but…I didnt…..I looked into his perfect brown eyes with tear filled eyes….he looked at me …

I drifted myself apart from him and ran away without a backward glance.I cry in washroom aloud,,,,why am I crying….I dont know..What happened to me….I did neither know…..He didnt tell he loves me….or he doesnt ……It is not sure if he loves Claire….what if he already have a girlfriend….A cute guy like him must have many girlfriends….I dont deserve him…..but why do I cry…..I can help it…I love him….I shouldnt love him….but I loved him….why????I cry….consoled my heart…but my heart trembled at the very thought he loved an other girl…..

It was nearly about an hour when I came out of the washroom…..the trainer was waiting outside….Did he wait for me…???….no…maybe….I dont know tear skips my eye….

“Amy are you alright???”he asked…..”yes “I replied ….he walked away…..I turned to move….He called”Amy”…..”Yes sir”I replied…

He looked down….a weary piercing look he gave me,,,”nothing “he replied….he said it with a voice…that rendered me a feeling that he want to ask me something….

With thousand questions in my heart a thousand in his we started in different directions…but still my heart craved to believe that he loves me.

Claire applied coat of make up on her face…..here I sit with my eyes swollen..she didnt ask me where I was why do I look upset,,,,???…but I will not blame her…in love girls turn out to be selfish…

“come Amy lets go to trainer “she said

“Are you sure Claire should I come”I asked….an other confront with him…my heart trembles….I desperately wish to avoid it .

In his office I stand I look down….I prevent my eyes to look into his,,,,I dont prefer to sway in his looks melting in his eyes…….

“Amy come”he called…..walking beside him….gives me happiness endowed with pain…

I glance inside the room 350 boys and I am the only girl…..I look at him pathetically …..he smiles at me encouragingly….he understands me..

everyone looks at me weird…..Vicky that stupid fat idiotic bully who I hate to my core….asked “girl am I summoned in office???”

I looked at the trainer….he said “she is Amy who is here to train herself as a boxer like everyone of you here..”

A few guys laugh….I can see that Vicky laughing ….I can feel blood surge through my veins…adrenaline pouring out in gallons …..I felt like smashing everyone of them…The trainer bent down and whispered”never mind Amy you will get a chance to smash everyone of them”.everytime he comes near me my heart skips a beat….I straighten….

if he loves me or not….I love his attitude…..

“silence” he shouted….his voice was nothing I heard before…more strong ,power and strength radiating in his voice….

I cant stop admiring him….somewhere deep I love him….

but suddenly his mobile rang….vibrating with a face of a beautiful girl flashing on it…it hurts…..he smiles as he looks at the picture…..”hello sweetheart”he replies…and throwing me in fathoms of pain where I lay miserably unable to confront my pain….

love is hard….

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32 thoughts on “Unbounded6

  1. I feel your pain. You reminded me of a karate trainer I had when I was 13 – he was seventeen and had bright blue eyes and blonde hair, and he admired my strength (chopping wood and carrying water builds strong bones) and I thought he was perfect.

    I love your style, keep it up, you’re doing great! Talking about your vulnerable heart takes courage. Peace and love, and protection.

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      1. Oh, I wish I could remember his name. But what I remember is the way it felt when he stood behind me, guiding me through the movements so very carefully. The way my skin tingled when I looked into his eyes and he looked back at me. How he fit perfectly behind me and if his breath blew on my neck I could imagine him kissing me.

        Thank you for asking, love is so powerful. And it’s everywhere! Not just Eros, but Agape, Unconditional Love.

        Blessings!

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    1. he…he thank you…yes…I dont believe in love even my friends cant believe I am writing this….anyway its was quite a lot of fun writing about love though I dont have the merest experience in it…

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  2. I loved the way you wrote the story ! I would love to see you read my Book on short stories : Journey from Guwahati to Machhiwara available from Amazon.com . I have still not been able to fathom out your country from the name of your Blog . #Keep writing short stories .

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