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Vijay M G

Drama Thriller

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Vijay M G

Drama Thriller

She Is Sleeping

She Is Sleeping

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She is sleeping… I deeply exhaled and went close to her. She is sleeping… I was anxious to touch her, don’t know why! I saw her red Tops. How red it is... Like my heart which is whipping outside of my chest. How to touch her? Sleeve less shiny hands of her drive me crazy. I felt thirsty. I looked at her sleeping eyes. Couldn’t identify it is a small one or a kind of a big. She is apathetic. Morning she showed up to my condo. I invited her. She is sleeping…


“I would like you to be a good chum but not as my guy. You are the best friend to me.” She replied for my proposal. I don’t know where I could hide my weep. After a month, at dusk, when we were supposed to be at the same level of relationship, she opened up. “Can not live.. with out you!” She shouted out. The next day, “Am I being the better-half to you?” And after a month, “Where is the solitaire ring my boy? Don’t you know that I ‘m waiting here for you?”


Now, in my dwelling… She is sleeping. I had a pint of beer rather water to kill my thirst, caused by looking at her anatomy. I went to her, slowly kept my hand on her thigh. How sexy she is! Hmm... This thought.. the root cause of all issues. I heard a din at my window. I looked back. No one was there. Felt like someone running out of the condo. Never mind. Let anyone be. She is sleeping. My eyes are red. ‘No, not my eyes.’ Might be my… Somebody is disturbing my thoughts. Again, someone at the window. Never mind. Let anyone be. Let me get done with her fast. It’s a panic situation for me to touch her. She is sleepin

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“Where is the solitaire ring my boy? Don’t you know that I ‘m waiting here for you?” I heard her shrunk voice when I was entering her home. ‘Oh, she's gone mad at myself. She found that I‘m at the doorsteps.’ I felt & rang the doorbell. She came out with a grin. We went in. Had cup of chai, shared some thoughts and at last shared ourselves. ‘I did that because she liked it. I should marry her.’ I was promising myself on my way back.


Now… she is sleeping… Again, I felt the same red in my eyes.


“I love you!” heard again while I was at her doorsteps. I am... supposed to say this but it’s a voice of another male crap. She bewildered me for the first time. Instead of pressing the doorbell, I was pressing my chest and stood by the the window whining myself. They shared drinks, words and finally…


Now, I took a deep breath before tapping her again. I heard the doorbell song of my home. I nodded in agreement, ‘They have come.’ I now found what the red is, at dawn. The most pacific dawn in my life. The male ***** who shared everything like me, would be sleeping well in the graveyard. Of course, I took the burden to take him there. I sat on the floor, on the clotted RED blood of her. The cops with the gun are trying to break the door.


She is sleeping well...


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