{"id":1340,"date":"2013-01-20T06:56:32","date_gmt":"2013-01-20T06:56:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/averral.com\/blog\/?p=1340"},"modified":"2013-01-21T19:28:14","modified_gmt":"2013-01-21T19:28:14","slug":"severin","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.averral.com\/blog\/2013\/01\/severin\/","title":{"rendered":"Severin"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"fb-root\"><\/div>\n<p><em>In the chase of the wild dreams<br \/>\nYou said, we can&#8217;t be together in this life<br \/>\nOnly to meet in our next life.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8211;<\/p>\n<p>Sasha was apprehensive about tonight, well, it is<strong> the night<\/strong>. She picked up her ear rings from a jewellery box, looking at herself through the reflection of the mirror in her long velvet black dress, planting the metallic spiral rings into her ear holes.<\/p>\n<p>She gave a grimace the moment the rings are inserted in.<em><br \/>\nIt has been a long time since she wore ear rings.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>She looks at the pair of heels at the doorway.<br \/>\n<em>It has been a long time since she wore those too.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>She hoped she would manage fine.<br \/>\nShe was looking forward to see Josephine,<br \/>\na friend that she has not seen for a long time.<\/p>\n<p>&#8230;&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Sasha&#8221;, Josephine exclaimed! &#8220;You are back!&#8221; She gave me a hug.<\/p>\n<p>I looked at her deep set eyes dearly, and touched her cheek, removing the streaks of long black hair on her face. In a swift move, I pulled her chin towards me and planted a kiss on her lips. She returned my affections with equal care, touching my waist and going closer towards me. I bit her lip and breathed in her essence. She gave a little moan and inserted her tongue deeper into my throat, almost gagging me. I moved backwards, and she came full on, bending me backwards while choking me with her deep, thick tongue. I escaped her advances by moving sidewards and started breathing heavily, from the lack of oxygen, almost losing my footing on my high heels. She gave a smirk and folded her arms,<em> <\/em>a silent victory.<\/p>\n<p>The bystanders cheered in excitement, urging us on to continue our passionate french kissing outside the club.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;We need to drink. Lets go in.&#8221; She pulled my arm like a doll, and went into the club. I looked around us, and realised that almost everyone outside was <strong>watching us<\/strong>. I felt embarrassed and pointed my head downwards as I followed her lead.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;These are my friends, let me introduce you to Judas, Severin and Alexander.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Nice to meet you all, my name is Sasha.&#8221; I greeted them obediently.<\/p>\n<p><em> <\/em><\/p>\n<p><em> <\/em>Severin stood up and greeted me immediately.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Hi Sasha, nice to meet you. I&#8217;m Severin&#8221; He sized me up while grabbing my hand tightly.<\/p>\n<p>At the moment I shook Severin&#8217;s hand, I felt the chemistry running  through us, our hearts connected in the instant that our hands joined. <em>This was a new feeling.<\/em> I shook my head, <em>&#8220;Grab a hold of yourself. I know it has been years since you got laid. Relax!&#8221;<\/em> My alter ego speaks out. I pretended to smile, a cracked smile, and sat down on the leather high back chair. I noticed the interior of the club was a reminiscent of a gothic castle in medieval times, with black chandeliers and a dungeon caged feel. The guests, instead of wearing masks in a masquerade party, are wearing branded clothes and make up. Looking at my new friends with agendas on their faces, shivers went down my spine. I realised, that I am an innocent lamb for the killing.<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Sasha&#8230; you are good.&#8221; Severin turned over the bedside and looked at my pale white body. The room was dark, with a tickle of moonlight filtering through the curtains, landing on his naked flesh, lighting up his skin from the shadows.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You are good as well, Severin.&#8221; I kissed him once more, this time going on top of his muscular body, and sucking his mouth dry.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Oooo&#8230; you just make me feel so good.&#8221; He turned me around and kissed my fingers.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Do you believe, we are two star crossed lovers, only to meet in this life?&#8221; I looked up passionately at his eyes.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;No, I don&#8217;t.&#8221; He replied. &#8220;Maybe in our next life&#8221; He looked away and changed into his clothes. &#8220;We have agreed it is a one night affair.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Maybe&#8230; I thought, it is <strong>Lust disguised as an Angel. <\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Goodbye.&#8221; I packed my belongings and walked out of the hotel room.<br \/>\n&#8220;Sasha..&#8221; his voice trailed after me.<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;<\/p>\n<p><em>Why does my heart cry?<br \/>\n(Roxanne)<br \/>\nFeelings I can&#8217;t fight<br \/>\nYou&#8217;re free to leave me, but just don&#8217;t deceive me<br \/>\nAnd please, believe me when I say I love you<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Moulin Rouge &#8211; Roxanne.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n<p><strong>Sasha Journal &#8211; Day 300<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>After that night, a curse was planted in my heart.<br \/>\nThe curse of a love that will never return.<br \/>\nMy days changed from light to darkness<br \/>\nThere is nothing to look forward to, except him<\/p>\n<p>Severin continued his wayward ways of sleeping around and driving drunkenly<br \/>\nWhile I, worked myself numb to a certain death, a certain meaningless<br \/>\nNo one else held the same magical connection as we did on that night.<br \/>\nI tried sleeping randomly, dating randomly, cutting myself randomly.<br \/>\nWhatever it takes, to lift the curse from my heart.<\/p>\n<p>I am killing myself, slowly inside&#8230;<\/p>\n<p><em>Help. <\/em><\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Josephine. I can&#8217;t take this anymore.&#8221; I hugged her tightly while she pat my back and comforted me like a little child.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;It is ok, love hurts. It is how love is. Sometimes it just does not come back.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I guess&#8230;&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;<\/p>\n<p>Day 600<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Sasha&#8230; Severin is dead.&#8221; Josephine whispered over the phone.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;He died in a car crash. He had too much drinks, and he drove home.&#8221; She breathed in heavily. &#8220;His flesh is mangled with the metal.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>My heart sank. 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