He Broke Me

[2] Chapter 40

He stood there, in complete silence, watching the place for a while. His favourite place to visit. The only place where he found comfort and solace.

The graveyard.

He let his feet tread lightly over the soils that supported new spring growth, white-bells and green wands of grass, until he was there, his eyes resting on her name in a tombstone, his heart hearing the sound of her voice, of her little cries, as if she were right there with him. Perhaps it is the memories that were the real bridge, that sense of love a key to open doors into the worlds beyond, yet here he was in the graveyard, reflecting upon those few moments of their everlasting bond.

Bending in front of the tombstone, he gently placed the fresh lilies which were residing on his bruised hands on the grave of his beloved. And while doing so, he gently rubbed his hand against her name.

Hope Aurora Black.

He kept staring at the name as he kneeled in front of it, but not once he uttered a single word. He just kept staring, blankly like he always does. But today was not like any other day. Today he came here alone for the very first time

There were no howling of the wind and rumbling of the clouds to accompany him. There was not a single sound which could mask his own, had he opened his mouth to speak, or perhaps to cry. But he didn't. Like always.

He ran a hand through his hair, accidentally touching his bruised forehead on the way. But not one painful gasp left his mouth as nothing really fazed him anyone. Specially no physical pain which he kept imposing on himself, trying to punish himself for his sins.

But could any amount of physical pain ever be equal to the pain in his heart? The pain of living his life with the fact that he not only ruined himself but ruined the one he loved the most.

Could any amount of physical pain be equivalent to the pain he caused her? The tremendous amount of pain she had to go through. Only because she loved him, way more than he deserved.

But there was nothing he could do now. Not anymore.

And so standing up, he walked away from there, leaving his little Hope behind like always. For he knew he would be back here again. He would be back here every single time when the pain would be too much to bear. When the pain would drive him so crazy that he would want to take his life and end his misery and give him an easy outlet away from the misery which he didn't deserve.

And so he knew he would always be back here, everyday, for his life was filled with nothing else...except pain.

Adam's pov

I was sitting at the edge of my bed, clutching my head with my hand as I felt a hand wrap around my naked chest from behind. Suddenly, I felt a naked female body, press their chest against my back as kisses were being showered on my neck.

Her sweet scent engulfed my senses as I turned to stare at her beautiful eyes. And not being able to put a restraint on myself, I kissed her with all my might

Pushing her back on the bed, I hovered over her, my hands holding both of hers above her hand. Slowly I shifted to her neck, kissing her sweet spot until she was writhing underneath me with pleasure.

And that is when I heard a voice

"Dadaa!"

Shit! Immediately I moved from above her, pushing her clothes back on her body as I hurriedly put on my clothes.

She quickly dressed herself, laughing at my reaction.

"She will never let us have our time will she," She asked smiling at my direction.