Love Grows In The Dark by Eli Lowe (read books for money TXT) 📕

get the long-desired revenge for the ones whom they never hesitated to snatch from me with no mercy at all.

Yes, that was the only goal I have left now.

I speeded up my bike only to make the wheels run on the twist and turns of the road without letting any kind fear to stop me from going on the thorny path that I chose for myself. The wind kept messing with my hair, but could not bother me enough as my mind went back to this morning once again.

****flashback****

I was hiding inside the closet for long. It was all dark around me but still, I could see that the light was coming through the holes of the closet door.

I curled my body into a ball and was sitting on one of the shelves as my body was little enough to fit into that small space. I was so excited. My eyes never stopped to sneak a peek through the wholes of the door every now and then only to see what was happening outside...if she was coming or not.

Yes, I was waiting for her to find me. I was waiting ever so eagerly for my mother to open the closet door so that I could jump on her all of a sudden and surprise her. I wanted to play hide and seek and mom agreed to play with me at last, as Markus was of no use.

He is so boring and lazy...he does not know how to have fun.

Anyway,

I kept hiding inside the closet for long. It seemed that no one could find me at last. That means I was definitely going to win this time. Thinking about that only, I was becoming even happier with each passing second.

But, some noises came to my ears soon. I did not understand what was that for. Maybe there was some commotion out there, but who could it be? Except mom and me, there was no one at our home right at this moment. Dad was out with some pack business and Markus was at grandpa's place. Or did he return? If he did, then it would be more fun I guess. I could get to startle both of them at the same time.

It would be great.

I kept planning when and how to jump out of the closet to surprise them, with so much excitement.

But what I got to see in the next moment, completely froze me. I could not move even for a little bit as I stayed exactly where I kept hiding till now. No one knew that I was present there but I could see each and everything through the small holes of the closet door, all that was happening before my eyes.

The darkness around me kept eating my senses bit by a bit as the sight before me, did not allow me to blink even for once. I kept holding the breath unconsciously for long but the tears did not do the same and kept flowing down from my eyes all this while.

I became so much terrified that I could do nothing even after witnessing everything. So, I stayed quiet and watched my life turning into a burning hell before my own eyes.

I was young enough to understand what happened exactly, but I definitely realised how people look when they die.

Cause I saw my mom was lying next to dad on the pool of blood. Their eyes were still open but they were not moving at all. And in front of them, there was standing a man whose face I could not see cause he was standing very close to where I was hiding all this while. Only a tattoo I could see. It was a red coloured rose painted on the skin of his shoulder.

A red rose.

The darkness grew in an instant and all the air went to somewhere else leaving me completely out of breath.

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I woke up from my sleep as I was struggling to breathe even in my dreams. No, a nightmare it was, actually. The breath which I kept holding in my nightmare, suffocated me in my reality as well. I kept panting for long, attempting to catch a single breath while the lack of air caused me to sweat badly even in such a cold night.

But it was not night anymore, cause if I look out of the windows, the dark night sky was now lit up for a little bit, announcing the arrival of dawn.

Once again... the haunting past tormented me in my sleep once again.

I turned on my side only to find that Summer was still sleeping next to me but she was shivering in the cold even when I made sure to cover her bare body when I was tucking her on the bed last night.

I was about to pull her into my chest to warm her up completely but my mind did not fail to remind me that I had no rights anymore to do so, after what I had done to her last night.

The hand which I did lift up to pull Summer into a hug, could not dare to approach her further. I was completely shattered in an instant realising that I could never hold her the way I used to, before. I started to crumble into millions of pieces once again, seeing that my unfortunate fate made me do what I detest the most in my life. It made me hurt my mate so that she could stay safe?

Ironic, isn't it?

I found her one night ever so surprisingly and then lost her again. But when I finally got to hold her into my arms once more and when she finally accepted me as well, I needed to make her hate me even when I knew that my life would be miserable without her in it. I could