Knives and Love

Updated: May 31

“You don't have to do it”

“You know I do”

“Don’t you love them?”

“I’m bounded”

I looked at my friend, and with pity in their eyes, they stared back at me.

I reached the place.

The same lake between the dark forest where we met.


I looked behind me, near the bushes where I just heard some hustling.

“A pretty woman like you shouldn't be alone here”

I heard a voice. It sounded demanding but soft

I was in the lake. Wearing my thin satin dress. Which probably revealed everything.

I dipped inside the lake more

“You don't have to hide. I won't look'”

I looked at them then. Their back was towards me.

“Who are you?”

“May I?”

I hummed and he looked back.

I reached the place. There were those eyes again. The ruthless eyes which always looked at me lovingly.

“I’m sorry” I whispered.

“Don't be. Do it. It's important”

I took out my knife, and aligned it to his heart.

If only, if only our families weren't fighting. If only our love wasn't hated. If only, I wasn't commanded to kill him.

He held his hand firmly on mine.

“I told you we'd always be together”, I said, bringing out my other knife and handing it to him in his other hand. He looked into my eyes.

“I can't”, he said.

I smiled

“They will find us where we go. This is our only option.”

I got closer to him, hugging him all the way.

I don't know what happened next,

when the knives pierced our hearts.

Author : Avik Saini

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