Buried Dreams

A Story by naman hurria

Buried deep under the burden of rocks and a broken heart

He woke up. Not with the fragrance of his favorite coffee. Not with the clinking noise of the china from the kitchen. Not with her light footsteps. She was gone. The only thing he had had, only thing he had ever cared about. Had she just fallen out of love? How was that possible? He had tried his best to convince her to stay, but she wouldn’t agree.

He wished she had agreed. He really did.

He got off the bed and looked at the mansion he had built for her. Looked at his fleet of cars. That was for her too. He loved her more than anything. She was the only one he trusted completely. She knew his fears, his real story. How could she just go? No reasons, no explanations. Suddenly. Just gone. Even though he had given her everything he had and more. What more could she have wanted?

Last evening she had come to him. Beautiful, as always. Told him it was over. No reasons, no arguments. They were done.

He just needed a reason. Something. Anything he could put the blame on. He needed to know why she had left him. He needed to convince himself that it was not his fault. Not this time. He needed….He needed her.

At 25, he owned a huge beer café chain in his name. It had been the most happening place in various towns and cities for the last two years now. He was a self-made man. A fallout with his family led him to this, after they decided not to support his dream. He hadn’t talked to them since.

He was alone. She completed him. Now she was gone. He had everything. Money, cars, a mansion. But all he saw in the mirror was a failure. A man who had failed in life. A man who had failed to maintain a stable relationship with anyone in his life.

He drove to his café, entered his office. He saw everything he had built. Suddenly, he couldn’t sit anymore. He couldn’t see it all anymore. Everything began to fade. He blacked out.

When his eyes opened, there was dust everywhere. Sirens wailing, he couldn’t breathe. The building had collapsed. Everything he had made had collapsed. His relationship and his dream.

A Few hours could change a person’s life. He begged for help, shouted at the top of his voice, but no one could hear his cries of anguish. They tried to clear his way but couldn’t move a single rock. He was bleeding, he couldn’t move. He was suffocating. In his last moments, his life didn’t flash in front of his eyes. Everything he had failed at stabbed at his insides until ultimately only a single face remained. Her’s. It would always be her. He couldn’t help thinking about where he had gone so wrong that he had to die alone and that too after losing everything.

Naman Hurria

© 2015 naman hurria

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Thedemonkingawakes

I really like this. His internal monologue is interesting, and his desperation and loss really show through. The irony of having the building collapse right after his love life does is perfect. My biggest complaint would probably be that neither character has a name or description. Maybe consider giving the girl a name or having the narrator reminisce about her hair or eyes.

Overall, this is a really nice piece.