Tasting luscious lips

                                    

                                          
A new day. A new beginning. But same old story, same scare,same past, same anger, same quest for vengeance and same heart beat.
If I can change my past, I most definitely would never have changed my feelings for her, my only love, my one true love.
I had a dream about her today. She was smiling and calling me to join her. 
"Come Vikram. I miss you" I'm about to embrace her when I suddenly remember what her father and the rest of his gons did to me, my mother, my sister.... I immediately jerk back.
"It's not yet time my love. Wait for me a little longer and I'll surrender to your embrace"
"But I'm lonely. Vikram, I'm lonely here without you. Please, my love, come to me" 
I almost succumb to her plea especially when I looked into those eyes that would normally incapacitate and impaire me... Her gold dress swaying with the wind. Her hair sprawling to the air... But! The weight of injustice steep strongly in my heart - It stops every movement on my feet.
I am reminded of my mission. The price of my freedom. I can't be swayed by my love for her. 
"Sorry my love. But I can't... Soon I'll be with you forever. First I've a debt to pay..." The smile on her face turns into a scorn. And just like that she vanished. It creates a pang in my heart. I hold unto my heart, kneeling on the ground still gripping my heart. It hurts. It's really hurt.
The loud sound of a whistle propels me back to reality. I've been thinking about the dream I had today. She sometimes visit me in my dreams. Sometimes, we share our memories together other times she is asking me to come to her.
You'll have to wait Love. My mission is yet to start and until I finish, I won't see death. I don't care if death is an unexpected end - I'll never welcome or entertain Azrael until I taste the blood of those who took everything from me. That I promise on my honour. I pledge silently in my heart.
It's recreation time, I'm just here outside the vast field, seating on an empty wooden bench while reflecting on my past, present and future. Except my future is only directed towards one goal - vengeance.
I look around my environment, I see teens happily indulging in what makes them happy.
On one side is the school football team attentively listening to the school's coach, Mr Simon. I hear he was once a quarterback in his time when he was a student here. He also played for some minor teams in Europe before he came back here as coach.
On the other hand are the school's instrumentalists, vocalist and dance tropes. 
It is required of every student to take part in at least one recreational activity. I'm kinda confused on which group to join. The last thing I want is for one dumb ass guardians and counselor to come lecture me on the need to engage in something outside academic. I'll have to choose one group to join before that happens.
Before then, I search for my prey but she is no where in sight. From my research, she is part of the school's journalism and debate team. She is even the president. So lame. What is the fun in such boring activity... That doesn't surprise me thou - it's her style.
I call my man whose on her tail. He answers on the second ring. "Where is she?" I skip the pleasantries.
"I saw her enter an off sight abandoned room at the far end of the old ICT center. She hasn't come out ever since."
"What do you mean, she hasn't come out ever since... What the fuck is your duty..."
"Calm down Villain, I'm sure she is alright..."