P P Point of view

I woke up

by the high pitch sound

of the door bell

of my apartment

in which I settled down yesterday

to love all by myself in peace

and to study to my heart's content

as I'm a college student

to found myself

on my study table

in which I slept for the last 3 hours.

I went to open the door

as I found an old man

looking very angry

standing in front of me

with a electric bill in hiss hand.

"Could you do me a favor

and give this electric bill

to your neighbour next door?"

"Why anything wrong?"

"I've been ringing

their door bell

for 3 hours now

but no one is answering

even though the door

is locked from inside.

I can't just wait here forever

I have more work to do.

So do me this favour."

"Ok no problem."

I took the electric bill

from his hand

and in a blink of an eye

he ran to do his next work

as he muttered a thank you.

I went to my

next door neighbour's

apartment and

rang the door bell.

I waited for quite a long time

but no one answered.

I frowned

and thought that

there must be

someone inside

as yesterday when

I was moving in

I saw a man

a bit older than me

with a ring

on his ring finger

rang the door bell

of this apartment

and a woman

opened the door

whose face

I didn't catch a glimpse of.

I panicked as

I thought of the

martial violence cases

going on

here and there

and started ringing

the door bell

frustratingly

when an old woman

came to me frowning

as she asked me.

"What's wrong?"

"I've been ringing the door bell

for quite a long time now

but no one is answering

even though I'm pretty sure

that there's someone inside

as the door is locked from inside."

"What!?

Why didn't you call us

earlier!?

Don't you know

this ill fated wife's

husband comes every night

and beats her up

and leaves every morning

before we could catch him!?

He's such a monster.

His pleasure is in

beating his wife.

You should've called us

sooner."

The woman shouted

in a high pitch voice

as people of the apartment

started to gather.

After some more

ringing bell

and knocking hardly

they decided to break the door

and they did

as they said.

They ran inside

as the door break open

to reveal a

person

laying on her own

pool of blood.

I was about to leave

as I didn't wanted

to involve myself

in this

but then the old woman

beside me pushed

her way inside

and as the crowd

parted to give her

a path to proceed

and I finally

caught a glimpse

of that woman.

My blood ran cold

and my whole body

trembled

as I recognized

the beauty mark

on her lifeless

beautiful face.

I ran inside pushing away

everyone on my way

like a mad person

as everyone

frowned at me

and said some

annoying words

but at that time

all my attention

was on that woman

just to confirm

if that was her,

that person

whom I saw

for the last time

in the school,

that person

whom I struggled

to confess my feelings to

but I never succeeded,

that person who

was married

3 months ago

making my heart break,

that person

whom I loved

for my whole

teenage years.