Consensual-part 3

I was not myself that day. I closed myself from the whole behind the four walls. I had to deal a lot of emotions and that voice kept pulling me down. Why? Why didn't he come? Did he forget or was it on purpose? I felt an urge to call him. But I controlled it. Who am I to him? Nothing! A girl who was in love with him with no expectations. He was never close to me. We hardly spoke.

I kept to myself for few days. I was distant to everyone though it didn't matter to anyone. Food and water was tasteless to me. I hardly felt like eating. Or I could say I hardly felt.

Few days later I saw the miracle approaching towards home. He was in usual tees and black jeans. The clothes were too lose for his skelton body. He had worst dressing choice. Who could wear faded green shirt with weird wordings? Gross! But his smile was more than enough to turn me into his puppy.

I was in the balcony , observing him walk towards the doorstep. As our eyes met, my cheeks reddened. It felt like the epic scene from Romeo and Juliet where I was Juliet anxious of her Romeo.

I walked downstairs hurriedly. There he was with my dad, talking about how the world and politics have changed. As he looked at me, I felt my skin tingle. My heart was beating fast. My mind became blank.

"Shruti, see who has come here to meet you.", my dad called. I was so glued into him that I didn't hear my name being called. "Hi", I said in faint voice. "Hey! Wassup kiddo!", he said. I sat next to my dad. I didn't speak word. Thanks to my dad! He did most of the talking. I prayed for some work to arrive so that dad could leave and I could have privacy with him.

Why did he call me kiddo? I was not a kid. Am I to him? The phone rang admist of the dad's conversation and my thoughts. I picked it up. It was for dad. I gave him the receiver. While he spoke on the phone, I gazed at my love. I gazed at his eyes, looking for the answer for that day.

" I have some work, kid. Meet you sometime.", dad said. I was overjoyed that he was leaving at last. In fee minutes, he and I were alone in complete silence.

How do I ask him? Should I ask him first? I had no experience in all this stuff. But someone had to do the talking.

(To be continued)

Consensual -part 2

It had been two years since I knew him. But he was still a mystery to me though I continued to love him more day by day.   Everyday I would get to know a new fact about him. I wouldn't lose any opportunity to meet him. But every time I lay my eyes on him, he would be so preoccupied with his surroundings. He would always be in hurry to leave.

I never had the guts to stop him. Why would I? What was I to him? Nothing , just a student who was in love with him.... Puppy love. Did he ever know how much I loved him. Anyway I didn't stop my feeling for him to grow.

I tried all my best to impress him. I wore prettiest dress and look my best. But his eyes never lay on me. He was more interested in his phone. I always hoped it wasn't his girlfriend. In my deepest ocean of my heart, I wished that I was the first girl in his life.

Today was going to be special day for me. I was going to disclose my feelings to my beloved. As every minute passed, I blushed thinking about the time. How did I get courage to speak to him now? I don't know. Maybe it was my friend Abby's love life that induced me to take the step. Maybe it was also his charm that pushed to tell him truth. I didn't want my love story to end up being unrequited love story.

He had right to know what I feel. So one fine day I called him to tell him that I wanted to share something and therefore wanted to meet him. He agreed to meet though he was bit suspicious of the meeting. We decided to meet at an old cafe at today's evening.

Today came so soon. I was excited and took a lot of time to decide on what to wear and what accessories matched the best. I had changed about dozen dresses to come with a perfect chic look. I also rehearsed on what I was to tell him. After making blunders, I came with the lines I would tell him.

I reached on time. But there was no sign of him. I still waited for him . He didn't show up. My heart pained. Voices started mocking at me. They called me dumb to believe him. I tried blocking my mind. I couldn't. I walked out of the cafe with disappointment but still with a hope he would come back.

(To be continued)

Consensual-part 1

 Love happens naturally. Every romantic song I listen takes me to the world where I am close to him. Every movie I watch, I tend to replace the lead  actor to him. Every fantasy I dream of him seems so real. It was fact that I was truly, deeply and madly in love with Praveen. However my mind suspected at times about his feelings for me.

A voice would always reprimanded me that Praveen wasn't into me. But I ignored it. I continued to follow my heart. Two years had passéd and my love for him increased day by day.

How can I forget the day I met him for the first time? It was so special. He was tall and extremly gawky looking guy approached me. He had introduced himself as a guy my dad had asked to tutor me for the subject I hated.

I learnt everything except what I was supposed to learn. It wasn't that he was not a good teacher. He was exceptionally good in what he taught. But I was always engrossed into reading his atestical beauty.

His sea blue eyes were like Ocean in which I wanted to sink inside. He had bright smile that bought life into me. He had innocent charm that seduced me into falling in love with me.

Oh love! What a feeling it is? It makes me so incomplete without him. I wanted to share this sweet feeling with him but I kept my mouth zipped in front of him. I didn't want to let him know what I felt for him because of fear that love was associated- heartbreak

(To be continued)

Love spell -part 10

After thirtieth call, she picked. There was desperate effort in his voice in the other end. He wanted her back. But she knew this was not possible.

"Hi, why ain't you picking my call? You have been ignoring me more lately. If I have done something wrong, please forgive me.", he said. "You have done nothing wrong. Hmmm... How do I explain you? Let's meet. There are things that only I can explain in person. Come and meet at the graveyard next to Old manor street at 6. ", she said.

Time passes so soon when you don't want to. It was already six and she didn't want to meet him. But she had to as today was the only day where
she could practice the spell. He had arrived early than she expected. He did want to meet her. There was a desperate attempt in his eyes to get her back. How much she wanted to explain him that it wasn't true. But there was no time or choice to explain him. Once the spell was used, he wouldn't remember anything and that killed her every time she thought about it.

"Before you or I say anything, I would like to hug u.", she said and hugged him one last time. He hugged her back, not wanting to let her go. After sometime, she forced herself out of his embrace.

" I want you to know that what I am going to do or say isn't going to be easy for both of us. But I have to. I have no choice. I don't want your innocence to be used by anyone of  for mean purposes.", she said. "I don't understand. What are you saying? ... Please don't tell me you are going to break up with me. Don't! I love you.", he said with shocked expression.

"I am sorry!",she cried and used a spell to hypnotise him. Later she made him to drink the juice and she used protection spell. She then put the ring on to his finger and whispered gently into his ear. She quickly left him in his state.

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Shelly was back to her normal life . Three months had passed smoothly. She made new friends and focused her energies into new activities. Jon left Rosewood without trace. Rumours were that his dad was transferred to other state. Lizzie was disappointed that she couldn't be the queen bee. But that didn't leave her from trying other methods of using the spells to get her way.

                      The end

Love Spell- Part 9

She looked at the list again. She had all resources- oranges, pepper, ginger, amber and rotten apple. She was missing something. She even had the spell that could ward off the love charm from Jon. Ah! The ring.. She had to buy the silver ring and cast a protection spell that would protect him against Lizzie’s evil eyes.

She peered at the silver ring. “ This one is cheapest bargain we can offer.”, the jeweler said.  She thought deeply about whether it was worth to spend her energies into releasing something every girl would cherish. Any girl would be happy at her place. She had the guy of her dreams who was in love with her. After taking huge sigh, she agreed to buy it. She had to get him out of this shit very soon. She didn’t care about being lucky or not. What mattered now was his freedom from this craziness she had gotten him into.

She was walking towards home when she passed the Mysticism shop – one store for all the witches of Rosewood.  She strolled inside the shop. As she looked through what she required for her last spell, she bumped into Lizzie and gang. “ Well! Well! Who do we see here?”, Lizzie mocked.  “ So what are you doing here, miss perfect two shoes?  This place is only for the witches and from what I learn , you are no longer one of us.”, Lizzie continued.

“ I am still a witch until this mess is cleared. You do require someone as your competition. Won’t you get bored with too many followers?”, Shelly gave her back. “ Ha! You… a competition! You are too puny to be a competition for me.”, Lizzie teased. Shelly didn’t reply back. She didn’t wanted to spend her precious time fighting with her.  She hurriedly took the things she wanted and rushed out of the shop.

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Jon had called her for the fiftieth time. She hadn’t answered. It had been days since she had walked away from him that day. His mind ridiculed him for the wrong things he might have done. But as he travelled into his memory of when he had hurted her, nothing traced out. It was like as if that part of memory had blanked out.

He loved her so much. Why didn’t she understand that? Did she ever love him? Then why did she question his love? He dialed her number one more time , hopelessly expecting she would pick up.

( To be continued)

Love spell-part 8

Shelly was perplexed about what Lizzie said. She would be helping her out with finding the cure. Why? Lizzie wanted this. Was she bored? What was she up to? Questions revolved in her head. “ Why are you doing this, anyway?”, she asked. Lizzie wasn’t startled by her question. She answered her with the truth, 

“Well! Change in the plan! Since I am the head, I get to be his arm candy.” “ It was your idea to try the spell on us. Now all of sudden, you want to be the queen bee.  Ah! Do whatever you feel  like? I am done with this.”, Shelly said, leaving the group that had taken her life.

“ Ha!  See Ms Perfect little shoes leaving the group! You think others would accept you with open hands. Never!!”, Lizzie mocked. “ Don’t you say those words! I am not your pawn anymore. I will never come back even if no one accepts me. I am my own master from now on and don’t belong to any such weird groups. One more thing I would like to say before I leave, I will find the cure and set him free from your spell. I don’t need anybody’s help.”, Shelly replied firmly to her mockery. “Nice farewell speech! Best of luck!” , Lizzie said.

Shelly didn’t turn back and for the first time she smiled brightly. The sun was shining on her way. Bright  days were coming back. But she had to do one last task. She had to find the cure soon before Lizzie finds out.

She hadn’t met him for days. Her heart and soul was focused in finding cure. Every spell she tried, it failed miserably. She spent sleepless nights reading the spell book to find the right cure. All doors were looking closed but she didn’t give up.

It was one of full moon nights when she was browsing the net for a breakthrough. As she read through, she found an old recipe of drink that promised to bring the person back from a witch spell. Everything she tried had promised to do the same, but they had all failed. She thought of using it without any expectation or hope.

(To be continued)

Love Spell-part 7

She was reading her favorite classic – Romeo and Juliet. She dreamed of being Juliet whose Romeo was truly in love with her. Where was her Romeo? Jon wasn’t her Romeo. Indeed he was in love with her but that love wasn’t true. Her heart ached with every minute of realization that her love wasn’t hers. It was a fiction created by her friends and her with a spell. When Lizzie was tired with playing with the spell, she would use the other spell to make him normal.

“ Hey, what are you thinking?”, he asked while brushing few strands of hair from her face. “ Nothing..do you really love me?”, she replied him with a question. “ What kind of question is this? I am in love with you. Truly, deeply and madly!”, he said, emphasizing on the phrase ‘ truly, deeply and madly’. She left him without saying anything. He looked confused with her sudden departure.

He wondered about what he had said that made her leave. He wanted to follow her but his mind stopped him.

She cried her heart out. She couldn’t play this game anymore with her heart. Every time she looked at his eyes, she found nothing in it. This was not love. It was just a fabrication. Every time she tried to tell him the truth, he would rebuff her , telling her that she was simply suspecting their love.  How was she going to make him believe that what he believes is love is nothing but a lie? The only way to get him out was to find a cure.

Lizzie was getting bored with the spell. She got what she wanted. She could finally call herself a witch. But she wasn’t satisfied. There was something missing. Ah yes! She wanted to be the center of all the attention. Shelly had her share. Now she wanted the guy. She hated whenever Shelly was showered with love from him. Shelly would disappoint the poor guy with her cold behaviour. But Lizzie was not going to be like her. She was going to use him for the popularity she wanted. She wanted to take the place of Raven- the queen bee of high school.

Before she could get her plans executed, she had to get Jon. Shelly was key to Jon and getting Shelly on her side was a piece of cake. She knew Shelly wouldn’t mind breaking the spell. She was never into him. Perfect! She had to make Shelly believe that she was going to help her get the cure.

(To be continued)