" They have a unique ability to listen to one story and understand another " - Pandora Poikilos
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Jakes Pov

She's so aloof. I don't just what could've gone wrong. I love her, she knows that. Why does she always seem hurt?

Ugh! Why don't I die Oh God!

' Women! Why does her yes mean a yes and her no also mean a yes and sometimes maybe meanss a yes and sometimes maybe means no and sometimes it's just maybe. Why does her yes sometimes mean a no and her no also mean a no!' I finally know why there are so many men banging their heads on the wall. Her cuteness got me enraptured in her little fingers but if I show how much I carw she's just going to take me a lesser man.

I can't show her just how hurt I am that we can't talk. How I sometimes talk to myself imagining she was in front of me. How the days prolong to less kinder ones and eventually tire me out.

I am only a man! She used to call me her angel saving from the darkness but can't she see? I have anger, pain, darkness of my own.

I have blotches of red. I'm not perfect and like she deems to be. I try to be nice.. I'm hurting so much inside. Every moment is hurting.

My parents keep annoying me about the same thing again and again. Marraige and how late it would later be to find a bride.

I won't fucking marry if it's not her! Don't they get that? Dammit!

Fuck the society!
Fuck the relatives!

WHY THE FUCKING FUCK ON EARTH SHOULD I CARE WHAT THEY THINK?! THEY'RE NOT PAYING MY BILLS!

Damnation only Damnation!

Something wet falls onto my hand, the toothpaste. I lift the toothbrush to examine.

The toothbrush in my hand due to the pressure had bent itself and was on the point of breaking from the middle.

I've been so fraustrated lately. My head hurts all the time. I mover to the sink and squeeze another bit of toothpaste onto my hand. Throwing the brush in anger, I scrub my teeth with my finger itself. The intensity so high that it may seem that my teeth have betrayed me in some way and I'm punishing them.

I felt like falling on the ground and crying, just crying on my little Shelly. But she wasn't here. Oh I wanted her so much. I needed her so much. I couldn't even cry, I never shout at her. But I felt like it, why was she always so crestfallen? How did I hurt her? I ask her And she ignores the question.

I can't understand that woman and I had never cared for a woman before her. I can't disclose any personal information because her parents may try to harm me. What will my family do? How will they survive then?

Oh God! Help me.

Please don't leave me Shelly please don't. Some day we will look at this like a memory. It won't be so painful then. We'll be together.
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If only he said that out loud to her though.
But relationship has it's egos and their own problems. I want to put this part as

END OF BOOK 1

But I won't, although an entire new journey starts from the next updates henceforth. A new chapter that will surpass these menial challenges.

Do you think they'll survive that as well?

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