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Part 1 : I can't lose my angel.

SHERHOEY'S P. O. V

I kept driving, maintaining a straight face. Keeping my eyes solely trained on road. My mind was swirling with thousand thoughts.

*flashback*

After finishing my meeting, I quickly grabbed my keys and left my office. I pushed down the gas pedal and headed towards the hospital.

The whole meeting went smoothly. It was a success. But my attention was directed only and only towards my Angel. I was very eager to finish the meeting so that I can go back to Pearl. After a whole two painful hour, I was finally done. The deal got finalised.

My whole office was excited that we got the contract but I didn't gave a shit about it as I was more excited to see my Angel again and as soon as possible.

Heck! Two hours. Just two hours! But it felt like ages. It felt like hell. This is what love does. Not even a day has passed and look at me I'm already whipped but I don't complain. Love is when we become blind yet we are happy. We loose everything in love yet we don't regret because we find ourselves. I never thought I'd behave this way for a girl but I guess the power of love has wrapped my around it's finger.

One look.

All it took was one look of her honey orbs to capture me.

First sight love. It was indeed a first sight love. I am myself surprised by it but love is love. Our heart chose whom to love and when to love. It comes by surprise like a sudden storm, where we get lost. And the realisation of love is the best thing in this world. The difference is the time we take to realise. It maybe months, years or just a moment. A single moment which feels like forever.

One thing I know now is, that my Angel is my peace. Without her I'm restless. My angel is my reason of happiness. Before her I was just breathing but now I'm actually living.. Living for her. I've got a reason, a will to live now. She has captured my heart, my mind, my soul - Me. But I don't complain. I'm ready to become her slave. I'm ready to worship her. I'm ready to do anything... Any damn thing for her in a beat. Her wish is my command. Her smile is my life.

My angel didn't even know that she has wrapped me around her little delicate fingers. She has no idea that I can go beyond my limits for her happiness. I'll cross all limits for her. I'm her slave and she is my master. She has to just open her mouth and command me. I'll fulfill her every wish, even if it costs my life. I don't care if I have to sacrifice everything for my Angel. I only and only care about her. Only fit my Angel.

Yesterday night, when I stayed up to massage her legs. I took that time to memorise her in my heart. She looked so peaceful, just like a fairy. My fairy. My angel. I got the best sleep ever because my Angel was in my arms. It felt like heaven. I wanted to hold her fur eternity. My arms never want to release her. I'm scared that she won't allow me to hold her again. No matter how long I hold her, embrace her, I'm never satisfied. I think even eternity wouldn't be enough. When she is in my arms I'm feel like I'm alive. My angel makes me alive.

People say I'm ruthless because I never show them my other side. I keep all my emotions within myself and let them think anything. I had also forgot how to laugh and smile but my angel made me do it again. My cold heart beats so frantically when her honey eyes meets mine.

But....

She is so pure and I'm a beast, a monster. She deserves far better than me but I'm too selfish to let her go.

I finally reached the hospital. Thanks fücking god's!! I parked my car and directly went to my grandpa's room. I sat there for around 10 minutes. I shared everything about my angel with him. He was unconscious so I don't think he heard anything but anyways I'm happy he is fine now. He matters to me very much. After that I kissed his forehead and made my way towards my Angel's cabin.

Just when I was about to turn the door knob I heard a girl, probably Angel's friend talking to her about a heart transplant.

My heart stopped.

My angel's heart transplant?!!!!

She needs a heart transplant! And she is ignoring the fücking donors!?

Fuck!!!!!!

I froze at my spot. My whole world stopped. My mind refused to believe it. No, it can't be true.

No! No! No! No! No! Fückïng No!!!

My lungs refuse to take in air. I found difficult to breathe. I started panting heavily.

My heart felt like thousands of daggers are piercing it mercilessly.

My mind went numb. As if someone was torturing me to death.It felt like my world has fallen apart.

My legs were trembling, my knees felt like jellos.

My whole body felt the pain, not due to any physical wounds but emotional ones. It was as if someone was stabbing my body with knives. Like, I was lying on a bed of thorns.

My vision was blur. My heart shattered into uncountable pieces.

Her friend's words were ringing in my ears continuously.

No... That's not possible. My angel can't leave me. No!!! Hell! No, never! I chanted this nonstop in my head.

Despite all my efforts to breathe, my lungs refused to function. All air was knocked out at once form my body. My legs were refusing to hold my weight so I clutched the doorknob to keep myself from falling. The pain was too much to handle. It was becoming unbearable. My throat went dry. Tears pricked at the corner of my eyes and only one word was able to escape my lips,

" Pearl.. "

I called her name. Her hazel eyes snapped to mine. Her face was filled with worry lines.

Oh angel...

"Mr Silvervans - " her friend mumbled my name and I lost it. My angel!! Nothing will happen to her. No, I know this isn't true. It can't be real.

"Get the hell out." I barked at her. She was taken aback by my sudden outburst but she left.

"This can't be happening... It's not true." I mumbled under my breath.

"Sherhoey?" my angel widowers softly. Her angelic voice peered into my heart. She was trying to catch my attention but I shouted, " No! This is not real!"

I was repeating it again and again. I can't believe it.

My angel kept her hand on my shoulder and she again called me name but this time I grabbed her hand and I took her out from her cabin. I made sure that I wasn't hurting her. My heart was clenching painfully in my chest. I headed towards my car. It was so painful but my face refused to show any expression. I had an emotionless face. After getting seated I drove off without another word because I knew if I utter a single word, I'll breakdown now itself then and there.

The emotions were getting too much to handle. My chest was getting heavier and heavier by every second. I can't live without her.. Never.

*flashback ends*

{ side note : I'm sorry if you got bored by the long flashback or by the long description of how much Pearl meant to Sherhoey. But that's how he feels. I felt the need to show his emotions so kindly bare it. }

Finally I reached my house. I wanted to scream at the top my of lungs.

My angel.. Geez, no!!

The whole ride was silent. It was an uncomfortable silence. Pearl was lost in her own thoughts. I sensed that she wanted me to face her but I didn't dared to look at my angel or else I wouldn't have been able to keep a hold on myself when I'll see into those hazel eyes, where I always lose myself... in her honey orbs. I was going insane inside out. If something happens to her I won't be able to live. I'll die right away.

I parked my car and got out before my angel could. I got to her side and pulled her out, gently wrapping my arms around her, drawing her close towards me. I brought her impossibly closer to myself, so close that she can easily sense my racing, wild heart beats. But I refused to look into her hazel eyes. I was afraid no I was beyond afraid that I may lose her. Even I thought is killing me. I knew she was debating mentally as to how start a conversation but she couldn't as I was giving her an emotionless face but inside I was breaking apart. My soul was getting ripped out of my body.

Jesus fucking Christ!

I quickly entered my house and dashed towards my room. I can't lose her. I don't want to release her. I want to hold her till my last breath. I won't be ever tired. I always want to keep her close to my heart. Her pale tiny body is so soft against mine. Feeling her against my body is the most ecastic thing for me.

She is my angel. She is my goddess, my life.

I opened the door of my room and kicked it shut after entering.

"Sherhoey?'' my angel called softly. Her angelic voice made my heart flutter.

Then that was it!

I broke.

I gently placed her down at her feet and pulled her to my chest, hugging her tightly. Our bodies were pressed up against each other. She was so close to my chest that I can even hear her frantic heart beats.

Listening to her throbbing heart, my restrainment broke. I burst out in tears. A loud sob escaped my lips as I held her closer.

I'm nothing without my angel. I'll not let her leave me. Never. Not until I'm alive on this fücking earth. Every problem has to face her before reaching her, even death. I'll kill myself if my angel leaves me.

My angel hesitantly wrapped her arms around my waist, pulling me closer and that move made me cry harder.

I don't recall crying in past ten years but here in crying like a small kid.

I must be looking like an emotional wreck now but who cares. My tears continued to flow down my cheeks but I made no attempt to stop them. I wasn't at all ashamed that my Angel was Seeing me like in this condition. I don't care if I appear weak in front of her because she is the only one to whom I'll show my weakness.

I only care for her.. My angel.

My body trembled with heart wrenching sobs. I know I'm a grown man and according to some bastards men's don't cry but they forget that we are human too. We are not numb. We feel the pain.

I buried my face in her hair, inhaling her sweet fragrance, embracing her even tighter. I closed my eyes shut, letting my emotions control me, letting myself lose in her soothing embrace. She is the condition of continuation of my life.

My heart kept screaming... 'I can't loose my angel.'

[part II will be updated shortly. ]
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I know this chapter doesn't contain much dialogues or should I say that almost no dialogues. But their feelings are also important, right?

Sometimes feelings means much more than words and few times even words are less to express them. Hope you understand this. Sherhoey's inner emotions needed to be shown. Soon in part II Pearl's emotion will be shown.

Part II will be pretty short. Sorry in advance for that.

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