Setting up your own home can be this tiring Storm never had thought. As soon she step foot in the airport, Storm decided to leave all things about her past life in the past. Starting a new life was hard and complicated. Storm had to ignore her own instincts to blend in while her whole childhood spend with one drilling fact to never ignore your instincts and here she was doing to complete opposite. Kind of impossible task, her instincts are super hyper like body reflexes. No matter how hard she tried to suppress them, they will pop up. Her brain trained to think like a fighter not something teenager girl able to do. Fight and survive; are two things engraved in her mind and soul. Past Storm knew nothing about life only knew how to fight and how to survive that was the only thing taught to her.
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When she returned from the college a hauling truck was there waiting for Storm. After signing papers and giving instructions to the men about placing all the furniture to the right place took whole after noon and evening. In these two weeks, Storm had installed kitchen, bedroom and today all the first floor of the penthouse.
Penthouse
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The penthouse might had cost Storm a fortune but it is necessary. This building has the best security and has a private elevator from underground parking space directly up or down to the penthouse. A true advantage which surely come in handy to Storm in some time in future. Her life in past was not the best one. Danger would always lurking around the corner in search of her. Just because she able to successfully run away from her life and her true identity for past two and half years did not mean that it left her. No. Past will always catch up. Might it take time but it will do and when it will catch up with future, it had to cross present in way. When Storm's past reach her present, all will chaos.
" What are you thinking, dear??"
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Wanda asked when she saw Storm lost in thoughts. Wanda was a homeless thirty six year old woman whose husband threw her out her own house to be with some young wealthy female. Wanda had been on streets more than five months with no money on her and her family was long gone. Her days spend on wondering parks and abandoned places while nights spend in seeking refugee under dark corners. Not the best life but Wanda had no other choice. She might spend her life living like a beggar if it was not for a girl no more than seventeen come to her one night gave her a steaming plate full of food and told Wanda live with her. Her unique grey eyes pulled Wanda and she agreed that was two years ago. Wanda had never met a person like Storm. The way Storm live her life and hold herself was something Wanda would never able to do. Her heart is made of gold. Storm saved her and cared for her as a mother would while actually Wanda can be her mother by age. That day Storm saved Wanda and gave her second chance of life.
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" Wanda, it is so hard!"
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Storm whined with a frustrated look on her face, laying upside down on the brand new white sofa that arrived today. Two story penthouse is not easy to set up and made it comfortable and homey. Turning off the flame, Wanda wiped her hands before walking out of open kitchen to the living room. Moving gracefully, avoiding all the boxes, piled up packets and unpacked suitcases that yet to set or open. Taking a seat in front of the sofa to face Storm, Wanda smiled softly in amusement. She kind of interested to know what had Storm groaning and grunting for past two hours. Wanda might not know much about the girl, she had been living past two years but she knew that Storm is special. Her grey eyes are full of knowledge and wisdom much more than for someone of her age.
The look of wisdom in her eyes was that pulled Wanda to Storm. Wanda knew that Storm might be just a teen but the girl had seen and had experience of life more than her age.
Kitchen
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"What is so hard, dear?"
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Wanda chuckled in humor. It's kind of rare to see Storm behaving as a teen of her own age. Even though Wanda had been with Storm for past two years, she hardly saw Storm's guards down. She always keep herself tightly locked and alert, for what Wanda yet to find that mystery. Sometime Wanda able to catch look of devastation and agony on Storm's face but never able to build up the courage to question her. She knew something dark and dangerous had happened in Storm's life from which, the young girl was running and hiding. Unfortunately, Wanda had witnessed what Storm was hiding inside herself; her true self. She saw Storm in action and that one thing scared her for life. The brutal strength, dominance and protectiveness cloaked inside the girl. The same girl who had saved her. Murmuring encouraging words to her.
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" Being normal or act like normal. . . "
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Storm moaned in frustration making Wanda's brows fly up almost touching her hairline in confusion before she burst out giggling. From what little she had learned about her saving grace, there is nothing normal about Storm.
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" Oh, dear. It's so hard because you are not ummmm. . . normal. . . .you are far from it, my dear. You are one of a kind and no one can be like you in this whole universe so why you are trying to be normal?? You can never be a normal."
" Not helping. . . . "
Storm growled at her playfully making Wanda raised her hands in surrender. A couple of books and Dvds lying on small glass table making Wanda cocked her brow in question. Storm sigh before rolling over to sit up, running a hand through her hair with a groan. She stand up waving Wanda to leave her alone. Wanda nodded with a deflated look on her face. Storm never share anything with her. Taking all and bottling up inside her, never letting Wanda help her back. It has been always like this, it took Wanda months before Storm let her cook and do some household work for her. Wanda wanted to help Storm who had too much on plate to deal with but she still stand tall and proud with all the weight her shoulders as if it is nothing.
" Did you went for shopping??"
Storm frowned eyeing the grocery bags. Wanda sighed already knowing where this conversation going to end, the scolding that going to come. It just a small task but apparently not for Wanda to do it.
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" Wanda, i told you so many time not. . . . ."
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" I know, dear. I just wanted to help you. You had a lot on your plate to deal with. . . . .i can' t see you working day and night while i am sitting like a useless. . . ."
" You.are.not.useless."
The chilling harsh and edgy tone of Storm and the murderous eyes that darken in fury narrowed at her in warning. Wanda flinch when Storm slammed her hand on the glass table making it cracked by the strength of the blow. The silence was so thick it made Wanda swallow nervously, her brown eyes roaming around in nervousness not daring to meet the orbs that are hard like pools of cement and dark like night burning her side of face. In situations like this Wanda feel like a child and Storm as her furious parent. Most of the time Storm did not reveal what she was feeling but when she did show it then everyone around her feel the emotions coursing through her due the intensity. Just like now, Wanda can feel the scorching hot waves of fury rolling out from Storm.
" Eat and sleep, Wanda. I will be upstairs."
A breath left Wanda's body that she did not even knew was holding in nervousness. Storm climbed up the stairs towards her room that yet to be set up. Huffing, she dragged her two suitcases to unpack but she is too angry right now. Storm hated it when people close to her degrade themselves. Storm did not had much memories of her mother but she remembered her mother always telling her never stop fighting and degrading yourself is the first step of loosing that strength or willpower that keep you motivated to fight.
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" You should be gentle. . . . "
He appeared suddenly standing near the glass window, back of her bedroom. Great. Wonderful brain just fucking wonderful. Storm rolled her eyes before throwing her head up and grunted. She need to get her mind check up.
" She should not degraded herself like that. . ."
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Unzipping the small case, Storm pulled out clothes before stopping suddenly. He is sitting beside her with his stupid smile making her anger vaporized. Laying down on the carpet floor Storm looked at him. He looked same, she can not believe that he is not here with her. He give her the same goofy smile. The glow around him is angelic.
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" I am going crazy, ain't i??"
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Storm questioned him to which he hummed with a thinking look on his face before leaned back, placing his head on the beam bag. The situation seriously getting out her hand. He now started to pop up everywhere and at anytime, sometimes he startled Storm by his sudden appearance.
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" Why do you think that??"
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He rolled over and landing beside her making Storm roll on her side to face him. She can see the freckles dotted on bridge of nose are same, the beauty mark under his right eyebrow too. He is so real and it is hard to believe that he is not here with her. Laying beside him made Storm remind of their time together when they both lay down side by side, where he ramble about his day and she sometimes utter some words in response.
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" You are not here . . . ."
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Storm whispered softly, her voice cracking with emotions, her hands tremble. Swallowing, she lift her to touch him just for once. A sob rocked her body when her hand passed through him. Tears rolled down her face, chest tightening as pain cut through her. His eyes soften up.
" You need to let me go, little warrior."
He muttered gently making Storm shaking her head frantically. The nickname made her cry harder. When they first met he called her 'little warrior'.
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" No, no, no. . . . i-i c-cant. . . . i need you."
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Her eyes are bloodshot red, lips wobbling as whimpers left her mouth. She has desperation written on her face. Storm hastily wiped her face but it was of no use new tears trickle down making new path. The pain inside her, flow down in form of fat tears rolling through her eyes.
" It's not good. You didn't need me, never had. You are strong, my little warrior. Just let me go, for good. Don't hold yourself back. . ."
He murmured, his onyx eyes filled with sadness. Sadness for her. Storm shook her head with her blurred vision. No. She had lost him once but not again. Never.
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" I-i lost you. . . . once and it hurts. . . s-so much. . . "
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" It will be fine if you let me go."
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Swallowing, Storm turned her back to him and curled in a ball. Why he did not understand? She need him. He was her rock. Without her rock she will lost in the endless ocean. He was her everything, her family.
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" I am dead and you can not talk to dead people."
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Her gut clenched in a painful knot, throat closing up, her eyes burn, chest heaves, blood chilled in her veins. No. It's not true. She refuse to accept the fact that he is dead. He is alive even if in her mind, it is fine by her. She live her life being crazy just to see him everyday. She said nothing to him. No matter what he say, Storm not going to let him go. She need him to be with her.
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" Still so stubborn. . . ."
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He whispered but Storm heard him muttering. She knew the second he was gone but Storm remained curled in ball on floor in middle of bedroom. Her tears never stop, the pain piercing her bruised heart that yet to heal. For night, she let pain cut her heart making it bleed out, crying at the loss of him for tonight. Just tonight. When the sun rise so will she, ready to fight and face whatever life throw at her.
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Hello beautiful people!!!
Such an emotional chapter. . . .
It was just to let you get the actual mind set of Storm and kinda let you more connected to her odd behaviors and past of her. Storm's personality has many folds, twists and turns and it's hard to understand her character and to connect with her. Hopefully, this chapter may helped you a bit to understand the reason of her being so unpredictable. This is just a sneak of her past life. Storm's past soon going to role very significant roll in up coming chapters. As you know past of us is the base for our present.
It don't know the actual saying. . . . .But i hope you get the meaning.
This chapter must very confusing for some or maybe for all who read but i can giving you a little bit of explanation here. . . .
So the person "he" as referred in the chapter was someone dear to Storm and she still can see him or talk to him which was no magic or any trick. It's just shock that making her mind re play the memories of that person. She is the only one who can talk, see and hear him. Everything is in her mind about which Storm well aware of as she continue to curse her mind tricking her. It's her perception. It's called visual bereavement hallucinations that Storm is going through.
You search about it and read in details about it if you need to. . . . . .
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