Chapter 4

It’s dark. Where am I? Oh, there is the flickering light. As I walk towards it, I see a balcony, and small bulbs of lights. And sitting on the chair I see her. She is crying silently, with a bottle of wine next to her. In our dream world. There is another chair near her, I take the spot in the empty chair and wait for some time.

After a few moments of silence, I ask her concernedly, “Who made you cry? I have not seen you so lonely and sad for a long time.”

“Hey Stranger, been a while.” She says quite sadly making me feel dejected. “you know, I don’t have many people I look up to or even feel close towards but the person I admired for a long time looked at me in a way that made me uncomfortable. I don’t know how I should look at him again! I don’t know what expressions I should have to work tomorrow while facing him.” Tears start to stream down her face. I want to take her pain away, but I can’t. In this world I can’t even touch her. So, I just listen to her talk about what had happened and after understanding what had happened to her, I want to break her superior’s face! I want him to regret even touching her.

But instead I say to her “Why don’t you take a break from work? Go somewhere, maybe even quit!” at this she smiles at me and say “I won’t, because I have not done anything wrong. I am going back to office tomorrow and work like usual. But I am going to make James realize what he had done! Make him realize his mistakes.”

“How could I have forgotten that you are a fighter? You have had your fair share of these shitty type of humans, of course I know you can handle yourself, but you should still consider taking a break and plot for revenge against him.” I said softly chuckling, of course she had. Let it be her assh#*e of a father or her ex-boyfriend. I have seen her fall and get up through it all.

“Yes, that is indeed a good idea. He takes credit for most of the cases, but not this time. This time I am going to the General and am going to expose him and his dirty deeds. Let it be him trying to cover up the sons of some prestige company or the cases I had solved as intern and he had taken the credit for. And if I am shipped off to some other district, let it be. I am not gonna be in the shadows or in the back. I am going to make a name for myself and I am going to stand proud.” I respond feeling a bit more comfortable and calmer. I swear, talking to him is definitely rejuvenating. And his voice is so soothing.

“Just make sure you don’t get into any trouble that you can’t handle. Or you will get into problems. I don’t want you to get seriously hurt again” I still remember that one drug den case she had taken on and the raid had cost her a bullet in her arm. Thankfully not vital wound, but its still concerning. That was the first time I felt helpless because I couldn’t go to her. It broke my heart that my Wonder-wench, my sweetheart, the person I love, is hurt, and I wasn’t there for her. Wonder-wench, Yes, this word describes what she is to me.

“Yes sir!” she says dramatically saluting, me making me laugh out loud.

“By the way, how do you know I was hurt? Because I don’t remember telling you about that.” She asks suspiciously.

Oh boy! Now I am done for. “I know what you go through. It not clear but in bits and pieces but I can see sometimes what you are going through.”

“Who are you? Why are you always there when I need someone to talk to but don’t know how to? I really want to know. I don’t know anything about you except your voice. Are you real or just a fragment of my imagination that I created to be comforted ? Please tell me. I want to know you. You can see me or my life. But I don’t know anything about you.” She asks while frowning and concerned.

“We might meet or we won’t. You are not crazy neither is this an imagination. I exist. But it would be better for you to not meet me in real life.”

“Why!?”

“Because, I am not the person you are expecting, I am definitely not nice or kind. And most of all I am targeted by many. So yes, we shouldn’t meet. Please. I can’t see you getting into something because of what you are to me.” I respond firmly but calmly.

“Will I ever meet you?” she askes with saddened look in her eyes.

“We may or we may not. I cannot say for certain. I do not know that either.” With that I leave because she is going to wake up.

*pant*

*pant*

*pant*

I wake up, drenched in sweat. So, we might meet, that’s good enough for me. Looking forward to meeting my destiny, Mr. Stranger. Now time to get to work and let all hell loose.

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