Mafia's Dawn by Petillant Alba (red seas under red skies txt) π
He lives in the darkness.
She can't sleep after seeing someone crying.
He only sleeps making others life hell.
She is a flower . A sweet delicate flower.
He is a thorn. Who can make people bleed easily .
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It's dark romance story.
Warning: Extremely mature content and abuse in the story ahead.
β οΈ Do not copy my work . It's violation of law .
It is my first time writing anything so you can say I am practicing on it. Ignore my mistakes kindly.
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- Author: Petillant Alba
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It is FATIMA'S POV:
Thank God.
I reached the bus on time otherwise it would be missed. I sat on my usual seat on the bus. I tilt my head on the window. There were tiny droplets of water because of the rain. It's an evening of November so it's a little chill. The sky was unusual pink and crimson like it is blushing or boiling with rage. I chuckled at my poetic thought but I love poetry. It has some kind of soothing effect on me.
It's started raining heavily. It's a relief that I had an umbrella with me or otherwise, my clothes would get dirty and I would get scolded by my sweet mother. Who never lost the chance to scold me. I am her only child so she is a little overprotective of me. Like I should put on socks and warmers to prevent myself from getting sick. I should eat healthy food etc.
But my father always saved me from her scolding. I am more close to my father than my mother. He is the best father I have ever known. I love both of them. They are my small world. I can't do anything without them.
Ohh. My stop arrived. I fixed my hijab which was of the same color as my skirt red and with a white top.
I get out of the bus and open my umbrella. It was raining very heavily with the fast blowing wind. With one hand I grabbed the umbrella and with the other I gripped my skirt which is ankle length, to prevent it from getting dirty. My college bag was on my left shoulder. I head towards my home, which came in 5 sec. I immediately get into the house with the key I had in my hand.
I sighed with relief once I get into the home.
"Assalamualaikum" I greeted in a loud voice so they clear while placing the umbrella on the racks.
I entered the living room but was startled at the sight of my mother crying and my father with a worried expression.
My heart sank seeing her like this.
"What happened baba? Tell me, mama? I said while sitting in front of my father beside my mother was sitting on the couch.
"I hit someone in my car accident. I was too scared I leave her there and came home. I don't know what I have done." He said with his head between his hands.
I was shocked how can my father leave someone injured alone and too was a girl.
"I don't know, she came in front of my car suddenly. I couldn't press the brake it all happened in one second" he said after seeing a heartbroken expression on my face.
I was going to say something but stopped when heard a loud thud on the door.
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