37. You Ruined Everything

AUTHOR POV

" What the fuck do want?!!!!! Why are you doing this??!!! WHY!!!??" Lyra yelled at him frustrated to the peaks.

" I already told you. Because I love you " her blood boiled after hearing his nonchalant answers.

Trying to stay calm and solve this carefully, she spoke through her gritted teeth. " I told you too. I don't love anyone. So away from me" her eyes narrowed and a deep frown formed on her face.

" Just because yo-" he was about to speak the stupidest sentences but she caught him off gaurd by completing the sentence herself.

" Just because I didn't love anyone doesn't mean that I won't love anyone. Is that it?"

" You're not understanding me darling" Felix is trying his best to persuade her to believe him so hard that he is forgetting about her rage.

She hissed at him closing her eyes " And I don't even plan to" but she shot opened her eyes when she heard him speak.

" You don't know darling... you're in danger. The destiny will come find you no matter where you hide" his voice is full of concern and desperation. The desperation to save her from the unseen. But who would believe a person that claims the impossible?

" Why the fuck would I hide from it? And stop calling me darling. What are you? A man from 18th century?" Her nerves dilating because of the blood rush. Her voice became rought from all the screaming and yelling.

" Because you have to. It happened once. And it will come for you again. I am just making sure you're safe and alive. And it's actually earlier than that...like 17th century" Felix is trying to explain but his words are unbelievable. He raised his hand to hold her face but remembered her actions earlier and stopped in midway. He wanted to heal her broken soul first. The clouds started to rain slowly with tiny droplets drenching both of them completely.

" Again with your shit. Oh my god. I can't handle this. This is pure madness. Are you insane? Did you run off from an asylum? " Lyra looked at him from head to toe. His trousers and white formal shirt which is tucked inside along with a small part of his tie sticking out of his pant pocket, says that he came directly from the company, which is in Weston city.

'He came all the way from Weston city to Loer Town just to save me?what's gotten into him? What the fuck is up with him?' her thoughts started to drift off aimlessly. Shaking her head to get those unruly thoughts out of her head, she realised that she is actually thinking about him. About him! She frowned at her own thoughts and decided she have to stay away from him for her own good when he spoke again.

" Please listen to me-"

" Shut the fuck up!! " She kept staring at the ground blankly, frowning deep with horror in her eyes. She is thinking about him. 'thats not good. That's not good'

"I -" before Felix could open his mouth, Lyra barked at him leaving him speechless.

"Stop it! ....Why don't you understand when I say leave me alone!? Neither I loved anyone in the past and nor will I in the future. If you show infront of me again! I will not hesitate to shoot you in the spot. Just stay away from me. Is that something so complicated to ask for? I feel like something is crawling under my skin when I notice I am being followed. How would a girl feel if someone is watching her 24/7 ? Please just stay away from me. What the hell is wrong with you? I just regret meeting you that day. The universe must be fooling me by sending someone like you into my life. Guess all my badluck summoned up into you. That criminal wouldn't be travelling around the world if you didn't exist in the first place. You ruined everything. Just get the fuck out of my sight!"

Darkness consumed both of them. The rain started to pour heavily draining all the blood around them into the drain pipes, washing off all the blood on her body. As soon as she locked her eyes on him, she sensed pain in his eyes. The loneliness and anguish in his eyes gathering up to show the vulnerability.

Lyra turned around and walked to her bike. She bent down,Taking the helmet into her arms and hanging the backpack over her shoulder, she fixed her braid and wore the helmet while stepped forward to the bike. Twisting the key which was left in its place when she got down the bike, she started the engine echoing the surroundings, Lyra drove off from there furiously. The rain drops splashing on her body like thunder bolts. Each drop hitting her with the force of winds and her speed.

She didn't even cared to look back to the man standing there rooted to the ground. Every word she said are ringing inside his ear adding upto the list he probably get nightmares from. He watched her disappear into the dark and he...smiled. His lips curving up to form a smile. No man in his right mind would smile after his lover threw mean words that could haunt them for the longest time. But he did. Because he knew she would come to him again. The destiny which is trying so hard to seperate them will be the one that forces them to meet. He planned to use the first half of the prophecy to meet her and then fight against all the remaining fragments of it to make her stay with him.

Unknown to him, in the pouring rain, a man stood holding an umbrella in his hand with another one on his head. He heard what Lyra said from the beginning and he started to tear up a little. He imagined his boss's situation and decided to console him after driving him home.

Felix was lost in his own thoughts about how to make her stay after she falls for him, that he failed to sense Mark walking up to him. He jolted a bit when a hand raised holding an umbrella out of nowhere. Felix lifted his head coming out of his thoughts and his eyes met silhouette of a man with familiar physic.

Mark reached Felix silently and handed him the umbrella. Felix was so immersed deep in Lyra's thought that he didn't see him coming out of the car, so he flinched when he saw a silhouette in the rain standing in silence. He just took the umbrella from Mark's hand and watched him leave silently.

Mark stood there with his left hand holding an umbrella above his head and his right hand stretched out towards Felix. He didn't locked his gaze on Felix. Instead he is looking at the ground. Frowning a bit, Felix lifted his hand to take the umbrella from mark perplexed. They just left silently from there.

FELIX'S MANSION

AT 8:21 PM THAT NIGHT

Inside the mansion, the luxurious couch sat in the middle of living room. With its rich soft fabric cover, it looks perfect for a comfortable nap. A large size LED TV is mounted on the wall opposite to the couch in a way that a person can enjoy favourite show in the evening while resting in the couch. Several documents, two mobile phones and pair of wine bottles were placed on top of the center table near the couch.

The glasses filled upto half with the costly wine is rested at the corner of the table. Smooth curves of the glass reflecting the golden yellow shade of the chandelier that is suspended from ceiling right on top of the couch.

Felix is sitting in the large couch in the main living room on the ground floor with a fed up expression. His right hand placed on the forehead, forcing some pressure on it to ease the headache. His cheeks are a bit flushed from the effect of the wine he had earlier. A low whimper came from a man beside him. He sighed removing his hand from his forehead, stretching towards the center table, he yapped a tissue out of the tissue box and handed it to the man.

His eyes drifted to Mark , who is gulping the wine in his glass in one go. His eyes swollen a bit and his tanned face is a light shade of pink. The wine seems to have its effects on him and as a result, he has been crying for an hour now. Felix is all sighing and rolling his eyes at Mark's silly actions.

After Lyra left that place, Felix and mark got back to the mansion. Felix decided to have some wine before dinner to rub off the heavy weight inside his chest. Though he determined to tame her, a part of him still felt sad for her choice of words. He started drinking just to feel better and advised mark that he should join too. Without any knowledge that it would be the wrong decision for as long as he can remember.

Mark refused at first but gave up after Felix's endless ranting. The situation was so peaceful and quiet until mark started weeping. He had been holding up the sadness since Lyra left. His loyal employee heart got stabbed with the sharp arrows of mean words Lyra threw at Felix.

All the maids were sent away as they needed their private time. Rose left with so much hesitation when she was ordered to leave the mansion. Felix's gaze stayed on Mark's face as he held a wine glass in his right hand and his head is tilted a little to right. The silent chaos within the mansion raised annoyance inside Felix's heart. He wondered if the situation back there was this extreme because this guy infront of him won't stop crying.

"I feel like a psychopath" Felix finally opened his mouth in disbelief. Lyra yelled at him. He should be the one feeling sad and mark should be consoling him, not the opposite.

Mark asked inbetween his cries. "Why would you feel like that?" Holding his wine glass closer to his chest frowning. His eyes red and swollen a bit as he sniffed continuously.

" It's because you won't stop bawling your eyes out. I am the one who should be crying because of the heartbreak. Not you" letting out a deep breath Felix lectured him shifting his eyes from mark to his wine glass.

After a minutes of silence, Mark said slowly "She didn't have to yell at you like that" and looked pitiful while pouting a little. With his usual stern attitude, he seems like a strict assistant who never loses his cool. But he is sweet guy from the inside. He just couldn't digest that Lyra compelled him to get out of her life when his boss is loving her whole heartedly.

"She didn't mean it mark! She was just frustrated the criminal escaped. She would be jumping into my arms if I catch him and gift his head to her in a gift box with all the details they want on a sheet. Wrapped in a pink wrapper obviously" Felix said with dreamy eyes. His drunk mind started to trick him with all the imaginations of her running into his arms when he gifts her Adam's head.

"I am crying here because she broke up with you and you're daydreaming about gifting her?" Mark snapped at him when he saw Felix smiling again like a fool staring into space.

Dragging himself from his daydreaming, the grumpy looking demon smiled widely and said " Broke up? We did not even get together yet. You can cry all you want. I know she will come back to me. Not too soon but one day. She will get to see how much I love her". Lifting his hand with wine glass to his mouth, he took a sip and looked at Mark.

"ha! She is a pathetic psycho girlfriend who knows nothing about love. I doubt that she even know the spelling of it" the smile on Felix's face slowly faded after hearing mark slip his tongue. He glared at Mark which is enough to terror slap him across his face and realise what he said.

"I'll cut off your tongue if you talk about her like that again. She is not any maniac. She is an angel mark. Angel who was sent to change my life"

Admiring his boss's loveside, mark couldn't help but wonder....instead of being hesitant to talk after an obvious death warning, he spoke. " You love her so much right?"