EROSION P13 PG17 - Page 11

This is what happens when authors like you write so beautifully.. We, readers become impatient, annoying and insane. 😆

THis chapter is one of the most important chapter of this story for me. it depicts Zoya's feelings, emotions, the exhaustion and all the other things she bares for loving a man with ASD. This chapter shows Zoya's bravery for taking on this role while knowing what she may experience in this relationship. And you my dear, have captured all these emotions and rawness so beautifully.

It's hard and frustrating for both Aditya and Zoya and I truly hope they can overcome these hurdles.

Hats off to you darling for writing a daring and revolutionary story!!!

Much love to you Rehanna.

Thank you love

Hey! Its coming soon:)

Haha its cool gurl!

Haha im so sorry! Ill try to update super soon I promise, lol none of you are annoying, i love you all very much

I am fully with that! It sure is hard for both of them, love isn't easy- ever, especially in such scenarios.

Thank you love, I truly appreciate it!

Much love to you too, you beautiful, beautiful soul!

Aditya stood on the large wooden stairs, the sun hit his cheek making his eyes glisten in such a powerful way that Zoya lost the ability to speak for a few seconds. Her eyes glazed over his figure, tall and toned, his jawline was straight and sharp lined with stubble that just brought out the magnificent brown his eyes were, his hair was unbrushed just how she preffered. "In therapy they said to find a way to say what I want when I can't say it"

Standing up from the grass she brushed her dark orange dress with her hands "And how are you going to do that today Aditya"?

"Will you dance with me"? Holding a hand out he waited patiently for her to place her hand in his, as soon as she did he tugged her forward and wound an arm around her waist, the low music in the background made his heart lurch with just how closely it hit home.

When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry

Zoya closed her eyes, hand resting on his shoulder, cheek pressed against his as she allowed the music to just take over. It hurt to know he saw her as something so amazing but still couldn't find it within him to love her.

You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
And I wish I was special
You're so f**kin' special

Zoya gripped his shoulder tighter "You're special to me Aditya, you know that right"? She didn't expect an answer but she needed him to know, he would always be the most special man she had ever set her eyes on.

But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.

Dropping his hands from her waist he went to step back only to be brought forward again. He wanted her to know just who he was, just what he was worth and he wasn't worth her.

I don't care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul

Maybe he couldn't let go of the angel in his arms because he was selfish, maybe it was wrong to hold onto her like she was his, like he had any right over someone as sublime as his wife, because deep down he would always be the man that was nothing more than a creep and a weirdo.

I want you to notice
When I'm not around
You're so f**kin' special
I wish I was special

Leaning on her tiptoes she brushed her lips against his, it was alarming to her that he felt she didn't notice him, her heart yearned for him whenever he wasn't around, she always felt so needy when it came to him.

But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.

"You belong with me Aditya, you have to know that, all those things that people have said about you, they're not true, you're my amazing husband and i'm so proud of you"

She's running out again,
She's running out
She's run run run run

Aditya closed his eyes, tightened his arms around her and dug his face into her neck "Please don't leave me again" the emotions inside him were like a bomb about to detonate, one wrong move and he knew it would all come out once again, as the seconds ticked by, so did he until it was all too much to take

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so f**kin' special
I wish I was special

"Zoya, I-"

But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo,
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
I don't belong here.

"I love you, i'll never leave not again, I promise you that" stepping back she held out her hands and smiled but as soon as Aditya reached out for her she had disappeared, no longer in a place where he could even touch her

"She left me" leaning against the wall he took deep breaths "She promised never to leave"

///-///

Aditya ran his fingers over the small calender in his hand, fingers tracing the month of July and stopping on the twenty second only to circle the year of two thousand and seventeen.

"Hello, Mr Hooda, i'm Nurse Jackson, i'm taking over her care at Palm Tree hospital, are you sure you're ready for this"? As soon as he nodded she led the way down the hall

Pushing the door open he inhaled sharply "Hello"

The woman span around "You came" her smile took his breath away "Did Nurse Jackson tell you how much better i'm getting, I ate two meals today, soon I can come home" she raised a hand to his cheek allowing him to snuggle into it "Have you missed me"?

"Always Zoya, every day" he smiled, because he had missed her everyday for the past one year, from the moment she broke down and checked herself in for treatment, to every night he had to walk around the house alone.

"I've missed you too" she bit her lip "I'm so sorry I left, but I had to do this you know, so I could get better, for us" she coughed "And I know it's been so long and I don't know how you've waited for me for all this time, but there is something I want to say" taking a deep breath she turned around and lifted up a bag "I spoke to the nurses if you'll have me, i'd like to come home" it was stupid for her to have longed out her stay on purpose, but going home to the man she loved was scary when it seemed so easy to slip back into the same old routine of being willing to do anything to get his attention, even if that meant putting her own life at risk. Sure Zoya had heard of love, but not this kind of love that seared through her soul and tore her apart piece by piece. Truly, she would do anything to have him confess his love for her, a year had passed since she had admitted that aloud to him but in all honesty nothing had changed, she still loved him as much as she did before, maybe even more. She finally understood why love was both a blessing and a curse

A frown shadowed his face, for so long he had made it his job to care for her and ensure no harm came her way, but he had missed this and if he missed it again he didn't want her to get worse. "I messed up last time"

"No, no Aditya, it isn't your job to care for me, this was all on me, but now I know we can move forward, I know we can, things have changed now" maybe in reality nothing had changed, but she didn't care if she fell back into the darkhole of starvation of love and food aslong as she could have him look at her like that, like she was something unique.

"Okay, let's go home Zoya" the warmth that surged through his veins at melted the ice around his heart when she held his hand made him feel faint. Oh she truly was his obsession, in sickness and in health, till death do them part.

Hey! Just to clarify the first part was Aditya's imagination, after Zoya's breakdown in the last chapter she admitted herself to a clinic (the same clinic they first met outside of). I guess my reasoning for this is to showcase mental health can take so many forms and that attachment they have to eachother while beautiful is slowly burning them alive. Sorry it's took me so long to get this up, i'm writing a new story called Ring-A-Ring-A-Roses and i've been kinda obsessed so if you haven't read it yet go check it out (Wattpad Only)

As always stay strong you beautiful people!

I read all new parts of your stories (no matter where you post) almost as soon as you post and I must say that you never disappoint your readers. I don't know how you write this particular story. It's just too raw to be a fiction. Each emotion is shown to its utmost depth and vulnerability. I simply loved it beyond words. Amazing! 👏