"The play of death"

~Vicious perspective~

"Vicious, do you really wanna do this engagement"(Aristotle said with a grim face ) "yes"(i said with white face, was drain of emotions) "why do you want to do this" those words wandered around my ears, yesterday my reflection too put me in this vexed questions while i tried to find answer but nothing came, at last i manage to say "i don't know" instanly he hold my arm sympathically "then why are you doing this" he looked at me with eyes confronting sadness in them, i closed my eyes freeing my arms from him. I slowly walked towards my bed and gradually lay down there "can you please leave, i want space"(i said which more sounded like a sigh rather than words) he shook his head and started walking hearing his footsteps towards the door, i wanted to open my eyes but was not having that much courage to see deslotation in his pupils. When sound of door shutting came i opened my eyes, Aristotle was more like my bestfriend than a brother

"why do you want this engagement" the question again echoed in my head making

me fall onto web of knotty questions again, the reason behind the engagement with Veronica was her father had a huge military which will help us to win countries more efficiently although this decision was taken by my mother but this was only the face, if truth be told i was tried of feeling excruciating pain every night, the anguish torture which i went through every night was unbearable, it was if i have done something bad or worst in my past and its regretion was eating me from inside, the tormenting nightmares, and affliction of the pain was that gratifying voice of a girl. If i ever get her in my hands, i'll kill her for making me suffocate for this much years. I can understand the way i was feeling was not sadness but grief which will be in my life forever if i didn't find solution, so i tried cover that empty place with Veronica.

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~June s' perspective~ {back to modern world}

The smell of alcohol rushed inside my nose as soon as i entered in my house, you see my dad is a alcoholic man so its obivious to have house filled with empty bottles of alcohol. I heard footsteps coming towards me i guess it was him "where were you wandering this late"

(he growled as he came towards me with clumsy feets) "dad i told you yesterday, i have a new part-time job, so i'll be coming home late"(i told him as i took of my shoes) "where

s' the money, give me that"(he shouted taking his hands out) i drove my hands in my pocket took out 1/4 of money and give it to him, he smiled and turn his back at me, "huh!! didn't even notice, money is less"(i whispered with a smile) i walked towards the kitchen and look inside the fridge which was empty as my stomach then look at the wash basin and sighed "they again had a party, atleast they should have spare a apple for me" "today i think i have to sleep with empty stomach" thinking that i went towards my room immediately i fell on my bed when i entered, this was the only comfortable thing in my life, sometimes i feel like i'm in heaven whenever i am on the bed, i took my phone as i sat and rested my back with the wall, shit, shit!!!! Jason has called me almost 100 times, i immediatly called him "hello, so when will you give me the money"(he said from very soon of the call) "No worries i'll send half money now"(i said and hang up) and started

the proceed of online payment, i sighed with relief when the proceed of payment was done, that was money for the rent but now i can do nothing, why is life so hard???

guys the photo of the room of June is in the comments belows, please guys help me to win this competition - from author