Fan Fiction

Life is what you make it (Prologue)

Prologue
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Swara’s POV
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I laid there. Once again in my life I felt lost, but this time MORE lost for a change. Tomorrow is supposedly going to be the ‘turning point’ of my life.

I should probably have my beauty sleep, but seriously, beauty is the last thing I care about right now! Being beautiful comes with its own problems, ask me!

If you had to choose between wrong and more wrong, what would you chose?

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‘Swara beta please try to understand!’, Papa held my hand and pleaded. I hated to see him like that but he had disappointed me SO much!

I could feel the blood inside me boiling, my breaths suddenly getting uncertain, and my heartbeats rising rapidly.

HOW COULD THEY DO THIS? And then they expected me to understand?

‘LEAVE ME ALONE!’, I roared at him, maybe a bit too loudly, as I saw him stumble back.

I wonder what if one day, I’ll really be left, maybe a bit too alone?
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We walked around the shore, but I could focus on nothing but him! I felt my eyes paining, and I knew what was coming next. No! I don’t want to cry! Not now; not in front him. I sniffed.

The next moment he pulled me by my waist and I landed, right on him! The distance was closer than expected. We could feel each other’s heart beats.
‘What happened baby?’ he asked, staring at my puffed eyes, his face filled with worry. Omg I so want to hug him!
I mean it.
I just want him that’s it. All his flaws, mistakes, smiles, jokes, giggles, sarcasm. Everything. I just want him.
It’s not everyday that you find someone who can put up with your bullshit. Hold onto them. Seriously.

‘Don’t go Sanskar!’, I sobbed, I really don’t want to let go of him!

‘I don’t want to Shona! But you know, don’t you? I HAVE TO!’

He continued ,‘To be honest with you, I don’t have words to make you feel better, but I do have the arms to give you hug, ears to listen to whatever you want to talk about, and I have a heart; a heart that’s aching to see you smile again.’
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A/N
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Sria

I can be mean as f**k, sweet as candy, cold as winter, evil as hell, loyal like a soldier. It all depends on you.

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