WARNING: PHYSICAL ABUSE, TORTURE

The dark room, rustling sound of thunderstorms outside clear sign of outside weather, the heavy wind making difficult to focus on anything, my vision are getting blurred, I can't see anything now. But this is nothing to compare to my inner turmoil, my inner fear..The room is getting all dusty due to heavy winds, the fishy smell, the stains of blood, the proof of my torture, my torment, this room hold a very special memory to me, because this is the only room I can only associate with, from the day I am here, this is the only place I can stay in...

As I try to move, a sharp pain shoots through my body, I try to hold back a sob

The blood is pouring through my wrist and from my ankles. I am not tied up, I can move, but they didn't left me in condition to move, they make sure every time that no matter what happens, I can't move, not a single step..

As i was praying internally not to face the person now, my cruel fate didn't do me a favor as the door opened and my worst nightmare come through in front of my eyes.. I tried to crawl back with my bruised body, but all my attempts went in vain when I saw the person coming towards me like a predator..

I hold my hands together, starting pleading to forgive me, to have some mercy on me at least this time, but __she

Didn't listen, she stalked towards me, and I could already see through from her eyes that, like other days, she was not gonna show mercy on me and the thought itself enough to crawl my skin..

She leaned close to me and yank my long hair back and poured a warm water on my bleeding bruise, I cried out loudly, and my heart-wrenching sobs filled the room, but she didn't stopped,

Suddenly, a loud, dark voice made her pause, I was too broken to injured to hear what they were saying, but the last line I heard

We have to be careful if Veerandra finds out that we're finished.

I don't know who the person they're talking about, but I know maybe that person can only save me from this hell, but there is no escape from this hell, not yet at least...

The owner of the voice comes towards me and tilts my face up to his level and gives his knowing cruel smirk, and I saw a bottle in his hand filling with liquid...my breath stopped in fear, I started sweating heavily in fear..and my fear come true he pour the liquid on my bruise..

Ahhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!

I jolt up from my sleep, I still shaking from the impact of my nightmare. It's not the first time, I am habituate of getting it, and from six months it's became my daily routine, nothing new I just saw a glimpse daily of my past, what I have been bear, what I gone through

I stood up from bed and went to Washroom, I splash water on my face continuously and finally looked up to see my reflection on mirror, the one time happy, chaotic, crazy, talkative girl is lost...she is no longer alive, she is dead-

The scars and bruises are still visible, but the pain has started fading, but the experience? Memories? Painful nights? Constantly reminder of what's my fault? The unspoken questions, answers..

But the most satisfying part is that I have been free from that hell at least for a few times,

I returned to my bed and laid back on bed staring at ceiling..it's been more than decades I can't sleep peacefully, but atleast I am grateful that I am getting peaceful bed instead of cold floor.

Sometimes I really wonder if I will be able to get experience, love? Actual comfort? A genuine care? A amount of respect?

Is it too much to ask God??

Tears filled my eyes as I didn't realize when I fell asleep...

Next Day..

The sunlight fills the room, bringing a new hope of promises, futures, and destines..

I opened my eyes and stretched open my arms. My gaze fell upon the clock, and my eyes widened, realizing dawn on me that I was late!!!!!

I jump off from the bed, hurried to Washroom, within fifteen minutes I freshen up, I quickly put up some makeup to hide my bruises, no matter how much I got late I can't bear anymore to see my bruises and my scars..

It will be the last thing on earth for me to want anyone's sympathy

Thank God I already yesterday kept my bag packed.. I grab my bag and quickly hurried outside.. I have to reach college asap, I can't be late...

Within an hour, I reached my college, I quickly took a seat and sat, and the class continued.. I remain listening to the lectures quietly..

I was lost in thoughts when suddenly a group of hands shakes me suddenly, making me gasp in surprise

I turned around and saw some familiar faces smiling at me.

Dhriti Agarwal, Karan Ahuja, Shelley Mareen, and the most crazy one, Tara Delloi, my favorite one and my closest..

Among all of them, a Dhriti and Tara are my most closest..

Hey Deviksha!!!!! * Dhriti chimed in happiness..

Hmm?? * I answered

So tell us how much you are excited about the upcoming event of our college?? * Dhriti asked with curiosity

Huh, like she gonna participate, " Tara said with mocking scoff

Yes, you're right. I am not interested in participating..and I can't dance..* I said finally.

Liar... * Tara said, narrowing her eyes

You think I don't notice your ghungroos( Anklets) on your closets, huh? * She said

I.....actually.....* I stammered nervously because she is right..

Stop lying and admit it. You can dance, " Tara said, I nod simply

That's my girl, " Dhriti said with pride

So it's final you're gonna perform at the college fest, " Tara said clearly, showing the end of the story..

No, please, Tara, please listen. I can't . I plead

You're performing that day at the end of the discussion. " Tara said bluntly

After the college ends, I quickly return to my apartment, and today's events started playing in my mind like a whirlwind.. but one thing, sure, that day gonna be different for me, maybe??