I Was In Love

My name is stella more than calling with that name everyone used to call me freak, wide eyed midget,  book worm, witch, bitch, little pussy etc… everyone has a separate story for why I am being silent and short. The best of the best is that my father had a small dick and my mom had a wide vagina so when they had intercourse my father fails to hit the buzzer of tall child so that I am short. I don't know when they saw my dad's dick or when they analysed my mom's vagina. I think they saw both after they brought them to the hospital after they got killed by someone, the doctor might have checked them in the anatomy room but more than telling who murdered or why they got murdered, the doctor might have told the people that 

"Mr.john has a small dick" 

Then someone from the crowd might have yelled 

"What about susanna?"

"She is having wide vagina"

"Great to hear" 

Anyway I don't know because on that time I was a crawling child. My grandma used tell me when I didn't do the work that she told me to do " when they died, you cried for whole day for the milk of your mother then finally I fed you by dipping cow's milk in my nipples so please have some respect and do the work" 

Everytime when she tell me this story my mind will always revisit the past like a flash after that I will keep on grinding questions in my brain for a second like what had happened to my parents? Who killed them? What is the murder weapon? What is the motive?"

But here I am not going to tell a crime story. It's a love story. Do you believe in universal language? I mean love; at first sight.. 

It happened when I was 10, it was a summer evening  after school,after I got bullied by that mating story to get better flow they added usual curse words; I took the empty sidewalks that day. there were only mailbox shadows blocks the way not the people. Most people even at the books they say evening is greatest time for love or to get loved. Everytime when they say that I thought "they are exaggerating the concrete sideways" because I never took my eyes from that sideways but that day was different.

On that time there is no cars, no bicycles, no roaming peoples to bully me so for the first time I slightly tilted my head up. I can't believe my own eyes That's true evening is a greatest time for love - the orangish colour that is painted all over the sky, the kissing clouds, the winding trees, the falling leaves, the glinting roads, outer peace... But inside me at the corner I thought 'where is my romeo?'

'The every books that I read was a work of fiction so that's no true; It won't happen' I thought by titling the head down with disappointment. Abruptly he calls from my behind, I didn't turn because I thought someone read my mind and they are playing with that; therefore I fastened my shoes, all of a sudden I was surrounded by a blurry vision even the sound of silence was blurry to me. 

He called me again but this time from my right side; I stopped;  I swallowed my own saliva for million times, my bones resonates, I felt chill but my breath was warm; I could feel that in my upper lips. Suddenly winds blows my flock up - I didn't care even if he see my skinny thighs or my panties unanticipatedly my behind my eyes; my brain serves a clip of that anatomy doctor, he carries a machete fill with blood in his hand with broad evil smile he saw straight into my eyes and says  "even stella's vagina is small" I hurried and caught my flock in his hands and hooked it between my thighs and began to walk like a woman with a polio. he didn't follow me, he stand behind He called me again with a softer tone like a waiter at the hotel.

I got tensed but more than anger - urge and excessive eager was there. I turned back to glower but his yellowish hair which waves at the wind in a rhythm; that rhythm as a song; a usual song that took place in every historical love story; sang by a prince to his princess when they first meet. He has a big green eyes, he has a moustache like a thrones in the cactus. His posture, his physique, his traits was exact a lion. Even he sits like that - his spinal was curved and crouched as a boy who gets duck walk as a punishment. 

I don't know what makes me fall in love with him. I think maybe he is short like me or I like his kiddy kind of voice or his sorrowful look;. Yet it's still a mystery. 

He didn't talk much; he always says a word

"Meow" but it holds different meanings and emotions. Despite he called me with that word only.

He is not just a cat; his name is Nick. I took him firmly from the land. Then only I noticed that his left leg was wounded in fire. 

"Who done that to you?" 

His big eyes enlarges even more bigger like a thief caught by the police. subsequently I kept him in my bag; cautiously and left the zip half opened to air. I walked like a sloth (slowest animal in the World) because I can empathize with that pain. When I was seven, for the first time I felt bad that I don't have friends.so, in search of friends I go out; in a distance two boys were playing football. I jumped to the spot with excitement. First they didn't give me a eye. 

I asked them "can I  join" 

One of the boy turned his head waited for a second and replied "why not?" Ball was been passed to me we three played for an hour. Other boy was so silent his smile faded away after I came; by passing the ball I asked him "what's wrong?" 

He stopped the ball with his foot and said "I am bored can we play other game"

"What happened to this game?" other boy asked

Without answering the questions he began to walk towards the backyard. There a barbeque was burning. He stopped near that, I stood next to him the other boy was standing behind us. 

The boy who is near me said by taking my hand on his, "your hands is so skinny"

The behind boy fidgetly said "don't do that"

"Shut the fuck up" Then he softly added by seeing my hands "Do you wanna see a magic"  suddenly he kept my hands on that burning barbecue

The last thing that I felt was extremely vigorous heat passing into my blood steam along with fastly Fleeing footsteps. I complained to my grandma about this she told 

"Don't lie, those boys are respectful, they helped me to take the thread bundle from shelf and they saw you keeping your hands on that barbecue"

"No! Grandma they are -"

"Stop lying, go to your room" said grandma angrily.

Still I am in the room after that incident, I avoided going outside even to the school I had a made a path - house, sidewalk, school and repeat foremostly ears must be deaf and the eyes must be down.

I and Nick reached home. I know, grandma will ask millions of questions to me about nick so to avoid that I seeked from the backyard door. On that time grandma is listening to the songs in the radio. Once I get into my room I placed nick on my bed and again I took my bag and came from the front door.

 with a brood smile I greeted my grandma

"Good evening grandma, I am home" 

She is immersed to the radio yet she didn't notice. I get in and approached the stairs. The first thing I did after entered the room is search for medicines in every look and corners. I melted the time in searching at last in the shelf inside the toy box near the prince toy there was old dusted bandage and a ointment. Nick co-operated as a splashed water on a boiling oil. After a huge struggle I dressed him. I took a small bowl and packet of milk from the kitchen. we both ate our dinner to together. At the night time, I was doing my maths homework; that sum was hard.   

I was cursing my maths teacher; manny mam suddenly nick got my attention he was sitting over the window slab looking at the full moon. I called him "nick" 

First his ear turned in my direction followed by his head; he waited for a second and said "meow" 

For me it was not just a meow; it's like a prince who came to princess palace and had a fabulous sex with a rose petals over the bed even before princess wake; the prince awakened and standing nude; slightly inclined towards the window, seeing the full moon, gazing the roaming clouds meanwhile princess awaked by catching the bed sheets over her breasts she fatiguely said "prince nick" 

Prince took a minute to turn his beautifull arched neck towards princess by googling at her droplet of conjointed sweat on top of her pinkish lips he asked "yes honey?" 

We enjoyed the following days, I took nick to school he was always quite inside my bag but my mind not, it is constantly telling 'check nick! check nick!' So that I cannot take my eyes from him. Even during the class ears to teachers, eyes to nick.

One day, as usual I took nick to school; morning first hour was English. Every body showed tired, disgusting face but I am not because whenever she comes; she comes with a fairy tale. She started her class with a story of frog prince - in that story the princess drops her gold ball into the pond but from the pond she met a frog and they both become friends and finally princess kisses the frog and that frog turns into a handsome prince. I know that story before but now while having nick; it's different.

I got a strange question that 'why not?' During the break time I took nick to the bathroom. On that time two girls were smoking cigarettes secretly,Two girls mimics their crushes flirtings but when I stepped in they all saw me with a disguise face. One of them came infront and blocked me.

Her friend said "Carolina close your legs she may enter inbetween"

To counter it she said "if she enters inbetween my legs i will serve her my wet pussy" by saying it both of the girls laughed out loud and leaved the way

Then with the head down I darted to the tortoise shaped toliet and sit along with the bag on my lap. I firmly took nick out and kept him over the bag and whispered 

"Nick, I don't know how this gonna work", "even I don't think this will work" "but in corner I am having a hope that this will work" "anyway I am going to give it a try" 

I took nick straight to my face, his green eyes is mimicking my eyes movements, his moustaches jumps up and down, my heavy nervous breath makes his hair jiggle. When my lips sightly feathers his lips; *banggg* those girls who made fun of me slams the door my whole body got freezed I felt like a corpse. I think they slams the door to make me panic but everyone in the restroom got panic. Everyone's eye was clearly focused me and my nick. I don't know what they thought suddenly one of the girl shouted "maaaammm" and run outside to call her; everyone except me followed her. When I see nobody infront of me I got my consciousness and put nick back inside my bag and ran outside. I opened the door whole school is standing infront of me; More than that mrs.Kapala the principal glowering at me.

Everybody in this school knows who mrs.kapala is, nobody in this school will speak to her on any consequences so I turned away and made my first move.

Mrs kapala "hey girl, stop"

Even though  my mind said "no don't stop" but my legs stopped even before she finish her sentence.I slowly turned towards mrs. Kapala; she was starring at me not only her the whole school was starring at me.

Mrs kapala "give your bag"

"Mam" i act like i don't know anything.

"Don't act Stella, just give it to me"

"Mam don't believe these girls they are lying"

"Really fine let's find out who is lying give me your bag"

I refused thou i irritated her she darted towards me and got my bag with force. She opened it and took nick out of it.. Everyone made a "oooo!"

"What is this?" She asked by holding my nick like a dustbin. 

Even before my answer someone from the crowd yelled "are you blind that is a pussy"

Everyone laughed apart from me and mrs. Kapala; mrs. Kapala gave a angry look towards the place where she heard the voice. Everyone's silence came back.. Mrs. Kapala begin to explain what i had done..

Mrs. Kapala "she this girl right here was being sexual with this cat"

Everyone saw me with a disguise like they heard the life's most awful thing.

Suddenly the same voice who countered mrs. Kapala before said "A pussy with little pussy" now few laughed and few gone from the place with a dreadful look.

Then mrs.kapala came near me and said by lifting the cat little bit up "you will never see this cat again in your life"

I begged and cried for my nick, i just begged her but she stand in her point and took nick from me. I tried to follow her but those girls grabbed and dragged me to one of the class room near me, they throwed me inside and locked the door. Due to bad landing  on the floor my leg hurts.

After few hours sunset came i am still in the room narrating to you. After few minutes mrs. Kapala came inside the room and said "you can go" and left by leaving  the door open. It is swinging back and forth due to mrs. Kapala's force; stella was just gazing the swinging door; only after it stopped she got up and left the school. While walking in the sidewalk by her head was down, her eyes were wet, eyelashes gone and she was literally dragging her legs with a huge force like it was tied with some chain atlast she came home as usual her grandma didn't react for my arrival. she gone upstairs and kept her bag on the bed and fall flat on the bed.. She could smell nick on that… even she saw some of his body hairs on my bed. she took those in her hand and gave a kiss to it.

I don't have my nick, so why should I live… she thought and got from the bed and walked towards  the window with the help of it she climbed the terrace. she was at the edge of the terrace from the place she just gave her last look at this world…

"Wait… nick" she saw him and shouted

As i said before she was at the edge of the terrace.

"Stella" a shout from far...