"Enough of drama, I spare you guys. I'll allow you to have your happy ending, since I've got mine", he flaunted the papers in the air, and tried exiting the room along with it.
"Not so soon, gentleman", a group of policemen marched inside the room with a pistol in each one's hand. James was alarmed so he tried running towards the opposite direction, but, unfortunately was stopped when a cop kicked him on his back, which resulted in his fall on the floor.
James looked at me, with a disgruntled face. "I trusted you, but, you're going to pay for it", he smirked, and instinctively picked up a flower vase and threw it in Amanda's direction. I couldn't think of a smarter move, so I came in between. The glass's vase broke as soon as it encountered my skin. A few pieces of glass were registered in my right shoulder, and also on the areas, including the right cheeks, and the right side of my forehead. As a result, it bled. Amanda tried uplifting herself as soon as she noticed the blood. She was yet unconscious, but she was recovering slowly.
"Bastard", I cursed him loud out of pain. I was glad that I came in between, because the pain was too much. I wasn't sure that Amanda could bear it, realizing the condition she was in. My head hurt, and so did my body. There were yet small pieces of glass on my body, which needed to be removed because I was in agony.
"You're okay?" she questioned, as she tried removing one of the pieces of glass from my forehead.
"If you are, then, yes I am", to be honest, the pain was too much but it felt less after facing her.
"Damn", James tried picking up another vase but this time, his hands were locked by a group of officers. They handcuffed him, though he tried to escape. "I yet have the papers signed under my name", he evilly smirked.
I shrugged and replied "Why are you so sure about it?" I questioned him, so he double checked the signature "What's wrong with it?" his facial expressions clearly showed that how annoyed he actually was.
"Does that signature consist of an underline? And, don't you think that the R from Reynolds is kind of different? Maybe, it's forged. I can prove that in court since it doesn't matches with my original signature", I gestured a thumbs up and fake smiled whilst looking at him.
Even in my worst time, I am Aaron Reynolds. If he's bad then I clearly am worse. I watched them exit the room, so I turned in Amanda's direction. By now, she was sitting on the bed with crossed legs. I tried ignoring her, because what she did was wrong. She shouldn't have been alone to this lethal place. She held the blanket tightly, and it almost surfaced till her chin because she was yet in the see through bikini.
"I'm sorry. He blackmailed me, okay? I couldn't afford to put your life in danger", she looked in my eyes and continued "I love you", I kept silent and didn't reply her even for once "Please speak. Please forgive me. I'm sorry, okay? I do realize that I'm one big fool"
"No, you don't realize my condition when you were on the bed with no life in your body. You don't realize, do you? I wasn't even sure that you'll wake up. I was scared, scared till death. It felt like every nerve in my body was electrified with sadness. For a moment, I felt like giving up on my life too. Because, for once, after my mother, I actually found someone I loved and who loved me back. You don't realize anything, do you?" I ranted. I couldn't control but wipe the tear which traveled from her eyes, to her cheeks.
"Forgive me", she pushed her body closer to mine. Our foreheads touched, and so did our noses. I didn't pull away. Though I was mad at her, but I had no guts to apart myself from her. I knew how it felt, a while back and I was sure of never letting her go away from me again.
"Forgive me", she softly asked for forgiveness once again, and slowly came an inch closer, making our lips touch.
"Why do you think I'll forgive you?" I questioned looking at her, straight in her eyes.
Without speaking another time, she crashed her lips on mine. I, at first softly kissed her with closed mouth, but, then opened it slightly when she started kissing me aggressively, so I rested my hands on her back and bridged the gap between our bodies. "... And you're forgiven'", I sighed and slightly smiled.
She distanced her lips away, in a while, and I didn't force my desire to kiss her again because I knew that she was yet unstable and she needed to be taken to the hospital as soon as possible. She, with her bare hands, tried cleaning the wound and the blood which was drying on my skin. She made various noises while removing the glasses. It felt like she was the one who was in pain. "Hey. It's okay. I'll be okay", I planted a small kiss on her forehead. I cupped her cheeks, and kissed her on her forehead again.
Her eyes beamed as she smiled. She rested her head on my chest, and curled her hands around my back, and hugged me as tight as she could. That moment felt like everything. My incomplete life was now complete and it was no "illusion".
Hey guys, this note is going to be long. Cope with me.
First of all, I'm beyond words that I finally completed my story. To be honest after 10th chapter, I had no clue what I'd do with it because I wanted to avoid the clichè things which included, involving any third person, misunderstandings and etc. I wanted my story to be different, though it maybe similar to some stories here. But the similarity wont be much.
Secondly, initially, no one really read the book. I was discouraged to write. Even now, it doesn't have as many reads but I'm satisfied with the assertive comments I get.
I'm beyond grateful to my readers who have encouraged me, supported me, and boosted my confidence. I'm helpful to the ones who've pinpointed my mistake and also to the ones who've posted negative comments.
I'm also aware of the fact that my English contains a lot of errors, and also that isn't very poetic and descriptive. (I never studied literature. I'm a business student) and I will definitely correct the parts or rewrite them, because when I read some of it, I'm like did i even write it? 😂 because I've learnt a lot whilst writing. And reading the initial chaps makes me wonder about how stupidly written they actually were. That's why I'm going to edit it from the start. Thank you for coping with me.
I hope, my words weren't that boring because I know that they were boring. Again, thank you for reading it.
I'll post an epilogue soon. It won't be what you'll expect. You can always guess and comment what you guess.
Don't be a silent reader. At least let me know who you are through the last chap. Your comment makes me so happy and I read each one of them, I swear.
Also, don't give up on your illusions. They may seem unrealistic but at least some of them would come true. Don't give up. Keep dreaming. Keep having illusions.
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