Why couldn't you love me

Why couldn't you love me
Meera~

My eyes widened in horror as I saw Miller taking out his phone "someone broke into our house" he just said this and cut the call.

"Abram go please " I pleaded but he didn't. Why is he so stubborn? As much as I want to stay away from chaos it always comes without even knocking.

"You still have time to go Mr. Oberoi. I don't play dirty. Leave my girlfriend alone or..." before Miller could even complete the sentence Abram lunged at him, tackling him on the ground.

He showered Miller with brutal punches and this time Miller didn't took this shit. He turned Abram beneath him and punched him again and again.

God, what do I do? How do I stop these men who are trying to kill each other.

Suddenly I heard the sirens blaring but these stupids didn't stop. "Police is here" I screamed but they continued hurting each other.

Two bulky man removed them from each other "take this madman Mr. Diaz" Miller said in a firm voice.

Abram struggled to break free in their hold. He was all bloodied, sanrling like a devil.

Why are you like this Abram? Has I made you like this.

As the police dragged him out he looked at me, his eyes filled with hope and hurt. That I would stop them. But I didn't say anything.

I broke down as he disappeared. "Go away Miller" I yelled as I felt a touch on my shoulder.

What the fuck I do? Why everything in my life has to be so messy?



Abram~

"What did you do? " The fellow inmate of mine asked but I didn't bother to reply.

I was sitting on the cold floor in the jail of this unfamiliar country. Why? Because I couldn't control my fucking jealousy.

But how am I supposed to when that bastard was touching what is mine.

Yes, mine. Meera is fucking mine. My pigeon.

I was angry at her for leaving me and I am still angry. But that doesn't mean I will give what is mine to someone else.

Yesterday, when I saw her in that restaurant I felt like someone pumped life inside me. My baby still looks so damn pretty.

God, those ambers that I have imagined uncountable times still hold the same power over me. Her smile is same, beautiful as heaven.

But now that smile is for him.

I know I should stay away from her. She is happy but what do I do? I can't control myself.

My eyes brimmed with tears and they fell. Didn't she miss me a bit? Has she really moved on?

While I am still stuck in that room. Our room.

Yes I am happy with Charlotte and Angela. But I am happy just for the sake being happy. Because I am supposed to be happy for my daughter.

But inside I am wounded and that wound hasn't healed in five years. Because she wasn't there to soothe it, to heal it.

I was living just for my daughter but now after seeing her again, I can't go back to pretending.

I know I am fucking bad for her. I make her sad, I bring tears into her eyes but I swear I tried to be better.

For the past five years I turned myself into a workaholic. I had no motivation to live. God, it hurt bad. So, bad to not being able to be with her. I miss her so goddamn much.

I fucking want no one but my pigeon. No one comes above her, not even my angela.

Please come back to me pigeon, it's hard to live without you. Please end my punishment.



I am crying. I hate him but I love him. He is toxic and bad but he also loves his Meera so much.

Thank you

Love Pia.