This is a story written by me..
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It was a stormy night. It had been raining for seven hours. With two hours to go for Valentine's Day, the heartbroken man walked out of the gates of his building, looking for a taxi. With no umbrella over his head and no windcheater covering his body the man had already been soaked to his skin. His teary eyes stared at the ground, while his hand - raised, calling for a taxi.
After half an hour of waiting, the man finally got a cab. Thirty minutes of waiting was no big thing for him. He had waited a whole year for another memorable Valentine's Day until his date called him and cancelled their plans. For the past five years he had made every Valentine's Day special for that girl. As these thoughts filled his mind, he realized that he had been ignoring the driver's question. "Where would you like to go, Sir?" It was perhaps the fifth time he had asked the man. "Callahan Bridge. Take me there, take your time." That depressed soul ended his sentence with a smile that lasted for less than a second. Throughout the drive to the bridge, the man kept thinking about what had happened. The taxi driver - John and the man started to talk. John had seen tears trickling down the man's face as he adjusted his rear-view mirror. John said to him, "Why are you sad, Sir? Don't like the rains, eh? A slow sad smile crept across the man's face as he looked into the eyes the only thing he could see of the concerned taxi driver. He replied with a sarcastic smile, "Love is a like a mysterious mirage, don't you agree? It traps you in its beautiful illusion but when you're on the brink of reaching it, the beauty of it just seems to disappear. "
The man explained to John how he had been stood up at the last minute by his date on the eve of Valentine's Day. "Her name's Kylie", he said with a sigh. He described to John, how much he loved her. At one of the frequent halts at the red light, the man opened his wallet and showed John a picture of Kylie. As the man sat behind and looked into the rear-view mirror, he saw for some reason anger in John's eyes. The heavy rain reduced into a light drizzle. It was 11:50pm and they were at the Callahan Bridge.
The man got out of the cab and walked towards the railing of the bridge, wanting to be engulfed in the dark waters of the sea which roared beneath the bridge. Before doing so, he removed his phone from the pocket of his trousers and realized he had an unread voice-message. He decided to check his voicemail. It was a message from Kylie! While all this was happening, John was sitting in the taxi with the windows rolled down, parked next to the man who stood besides the railing. He played the message on speaker phone. The voice said, "I'm sorry for what I've done, we need to meet tomorrow and forget our differences - Love Kylie." Sitting in the taxi silently waiting for his money, John had heard everything.
John took out a gun kept in his glove-box, got out of the cab, and walked to the man. "Dear God, it's y-you James", said the man with shock all over his face after seeing John's face completely. John, loaded his gun and shot the man down. A white light flashed in his head. The memories which he adored and hated the most flashed before his eyes. During his last moments he realized that he was the reason why a man in love like him was left broken-hearted on the eve of Valentine's Day five years ago. Yes, Kylie and James were a couple five years ago, till 'the man' came into Kylie's life.
