I was roaming around in the garden with slow steps. My head was raised up to look at the sky, while closing my eyes from time to time, inhaling the fresh air. My neck was hurting already, because I was stretching it too much. My heels were hanging in my right hand. After getting my nerves under control, I thought everything through. I know whats going to happen now, I must be prepared.
I took a last long breath and finally decided to go find Hardin. I wanted him to send me to my house.I didn't know, that someone was watching me, the whole time. Just as I turned around, I almost bumped into someone with a familiar scent. God knows how long he has been here. He sometimes, scares the hell out of me. My hand was placed at my chest, trying to calm down my rapidly beating heart.I lazily looked up at him with startled eyes but, covered it up immediately with a cough, "I want to go home" I directly got to the, point avoiding eye contact withSIA'S POVSunlight was trying to peek in, from the glass walls in my room, but the drawn curtains, were getting in it's way. The atmosphere felt gloomy, because of the darkness in the room. I was still sitting, with my back against the side of my queen size bed, looking blankly at the wall in front of me. My hairs were disheveled. My eyes were swollen, but void of any kind of emotion now. People failed to undertand me. They thought my eyes were cold, but that was not true. My eyes were dead, just like my dead heart. I often had to place my hand on my heart, to assure myself, that it was still beating and I was still alive. But knowing, that I was still alive, was more painful. I had to endure everything and still stay alive. It was my cruel fate.I looked down at my hands. They say, that the lines on your hands can describe, what is in your fate, but the lines on my hands, have always been so dull. I guess
SIA'S POVI was walking towards the elevator, while everyone was greeting me. I was ignoring all of them as always and was just heading straight, the same stoic expressions present on my face. I was supposed to go to the meeting room, where all the directors, shareholders and investors were waiting for me patiently.What am I doing here, when I took 3 days off, you all must be thinking.After that little moment with Mrs. De'souza, I went to my room to lock myself up, like I always did, when I wanted to hide from the world. My right hand instantly went to the only thing that could comfort me me at a like this, to the place where my heart pendant was supposed to be. But there was no pendant around my neck. I again remembered painfully, that I lost my precious heart pendant. That was the only thing I had on me, when I was left at the orphanage. I guess I was bound to lose ever
SIA'S POVMy booming laugh cracked the tense silence, that spread after Mr Holmes's demand. I wiped the tears that filled my eyes, because of laughing so hard. Everyone was looking at me, like I am crazy. I gasped dramatically, placing a hand on my heart, " You want me to resign? "I couldn't control it and ended up laughing again. It was so funny to me. After calming myself down a little, I mocked Mr. Holmes, "And why would I do that?" Amusement was dancing in my eyes.Mr. Holmes looked at me with suspiscious, enraged eyes, " Look Sia Martin! If you won't give up your position then, this corporatiom will be no more " He placed his hands on the desk, clasping them together, while leaning a little on the desk, trying to look intimidating. He was acting like he was dealing with a kid and that kid in his eyes, was apparently me.His behaviour was amusing to me. I raised my left eyebrow and mimick
AUTHOR'S POVIt's been exactly four minutes, that those three have left the conference room. Time seems to pass, too slow for my liking. Everyone's expecting gaze was set on me, not even wavering for a second. I was drumming my fingers on the desk, disturbing the tense silence in the room. Just as the clock indicated that five minutes have passed, the door opened with a thud voice and my fingers stopped mid-air. Everyone looked at the door with curosity. I raised my head slowly and came face to face with Mr holmes's red face. Behind him, two of the shareholders who left earlier were also standing, their head bowed down in defeat and embarassment. I smirked at Mr Holmes, consciously trying to infuriate him.Everyone present was looking at me with surprise and curosity. I knew what they all wanted. They wanted to know, about how I managed to get them back in just five minutes, with
AUTHOR'S POV"Mr. Holmes, you should stop talking now!" Harry interrupted for the first time in a calm tone. But we were his friends, we could notice the underlying warning in his eyes.It was his speciality, he was calm in all situations. It was impossible to disturb his peace of mind but you could always get a hint of his true emotions, in his eyes.But when it came down to that final point of patience, he was the scariest of us all. We all had saw the results of pestering him too much in the past. He was the silent predator, always observing people knowing everything about them and striking when least expected. He was dangerous because he did everything, unexpected.After hearing, what Mr. Holmes was accusing me off, I went silent and didn't reply. I was looking at him blankly, with my hands placed on the desk.Everyone was uneasy, except me who was feeling numb. I always felt nu
SIA'S POVI was walking straight to the door without looking back, even if I wanted to steal just a glance, but I knew if I looked back I won't be able to run away so easily. Just like, Lot's wife looked back and was turned into a block of salt.I was at the door just about to grab the handle, when I heard Mr Holmes address me once again,"If you haven't done anything to them" I turned sharply around to look at him. He wanted to tear me to pieces and then rub salt in the cracks. If that was what he wanted, then that is what he will get. He looked at my sharp expressions but still continued,"Then you surely know what happened to them. But the real question is" He rubbed his chin imitiating confused expressions, while the mischief was sparkling in his eyes, he added, "Why are you not doing anything?!". I kept looking at him while clenching and unclenching my hands in a fist. I wanted to s
SIA'S POV"Now that's creepy, looking at someone and smiling like a psychopath". Hardin mocked me, looking at me raising an eyebrow. "Look who is talking about creepiness and psychopaths..... I was not smiling at you. I was just lost in thoughts!!" I rolled my eyes and sneered at him, lying."Yeah, whatever makes you sleep at night" He said indifferently, dismissing the talk, like he had caught me red handed and nothing was going to work now.But I was still staring at him, wanting to ask for the first time, the question I had always wanted to ask,"Why me?".He didn't look at me or replied to me, even after knowing what I was talking about.He always chose to ignore this topic, that always made me more curious.He left my hands and folded his arms on his chest, indicating his disinterest.I grabbed his face lightly and turned him towards me. I need
AUTHOR'S POVSia avoided looking at Hardin after the heated, passionate kiss and he too seemed to avoid her eyes. They had been sitting in sexually awkward silence for almost 5 minutes now, not moving an inch.Sia finally broke out of her trance and decided that it was time to go inside before she lose the grip on her sane mind and dwell on the past feelings.She sighed heavily and reluctuntaly opened her side of door, stepping outside in the night and not looking back at Hardin.Her clothes were still sticking to her skin a little and she shivered a little in the night, because she had dropped Hardin's coat unconsciously during there heated session. Her cheeks heated up at the thought and she shooked her head. She started walking towards her house and hurriedly stepped inside breathing heavily. She crossed the empty corridors and opened the door of her room. She