Diary Of A Victim.

6

Next day , when I entered the school all I heard was murmuring and look of disgust in everyone's face.
I brushed it off and walked towards my locker. But what I saw broke my heart. My sister's locker was all smashed and all the flowers and cards thrown around. And in her photo , in bold letters , it was written 'slut' . I knew exactly who did this. Sila. She did this. That heartless bitch. I took the photo away and tore it off. I walked to class and nobody even looked at me.

On my way to the cafeteria for lunch , i saw Anna running towards me. She stopped right infront of me and caught her breath.
" You don't have to go in there. We can eat from the class." She said while panting.
"Why? What's wrong." I asked totally confused.
"You don't have to worry. Come we'll go." Okay... Now I was curious. So I took her hands in mine and walked towards the cafeteria. Even though she protested a little , I brushed it off. We went and sat in our regular seats and ate. I heard a lot of Murmuring.
"Daya..do you remember me?." A familiar voice asked.
Trevor I remember him. We were friends for like 5 months and then parted our ways for some reason.
"Yea.. Trevor. I remember you...how are you?" I asked.
"I am good.. how are you though. Are you doing okay??" He asked with concern.
"I am fine. Trying cope up with everything." I said and gave a tight smile.
"Mmmm. Mind if I join you." He asked pointing to the chair beside us.
"No, you can sit there." He suddenly sat down and we had some friendly conversation. It felt good though. He had changed a lot.
"Why don't you come to my house. Anna's joining me too." I asked.
"Yea sure. I'll come by . Just send me the location."
Soon he walked off and we carried on with our chat. But we were interrupted for the second time.
"Hey, Dayanara... I heard what happened to Delilah. Sila literally told the whole school. She has been talking shit about her actually." It was Ian, the guy I met yesterday. I was fuming with anger. How could someone be so heartless. She knew what happened to Delilah yet she was throwing shades at her. What is wrong with people's mind. Delilah is a victim, yet everyone is treating her like it was her fault. Her fault that she was raped, her fault that she was assaulted, her fault that she was bullied, her fault that she was murdered. This was the reason why she kept it hidden and tolerated all the pain by herself. She knew what they would say. She knew that these people would never believe what had happened. She knew or she thought she had to fight her battle by herself. At some point she must have even thought she deserved it, that's how this society works. But no, nobody deserves this. Not even someone so cruel and heartless deserve this.

"You okay Dayanara" Ian asked with concern . He was a nice person. My sister was lucky to have a friend like him.
"I am fine. Let her do whatever she feels is right. I don't care anymore. I have more important things than trail behind her attention craving ass." I spat and didn't even wait for his reply. I just walked away to my next class. I didn't want to say or do something I'd regret later.

After the classes we were about to leave . Suddenly I was pulled away from my car and met with a face with bitchy smile.
" So , how do you feel now? Yesterday you were enjoying all the attention you got, how about today." She asked with a fake smile.
"I don't have time for your shit now. Just leave." I yanked my arms from her's and again tried to leave but she caught me again.
"Leave her Sila" . Anna yelled at her.
"Mind your own business, Anna. We are having a talk here about her sister being a naughty girl ....a bad bad girl.... Right Daya." She said with the smile not fading off.
"Leave my sister alone, you bitch." I was now screaming at her with tears trailing down my face.
"Why? Ashamed of your sister being a whore." She asked again. Many people surrounded us by now. Everyone waiting for a fight to erupt. But I didn't react. Every fibre in my body fighting to take her down, punch her face until she bleeds out. But no, I kept my calm. This must be ended now. Not her treating my dead sister like shit but everyone who thinks the victims are the real convicts, while they walk around with their head's high like they have won a trophy. I know I can't stop the whole world from this. But small changes eventually make a bigger one. O took a deep breath to calm myself down and walked a bit forward so that all those who surrounded can hear and see me too.
" Can I ask you something Sila.?" I asked her, surprised I was calmer than I expected.
"Yes?" She was confused now.
"Do you have a sister? Or better yet don't answer that. Do you have a heart. Are you really a girl? Or atleast a person with humanity.?" I asked.
"Whatever you are blabbering on about. I don't wanna know. And yes I do have a sister who isn't a whore." She spat with venom in her voice.
"Of course you do. So how will you react if she was a victim? Let's leave your sister out of it but in the end you'll know what I am talking about. What will you do if you were a victim?" I asked her . She blinked a few times and the opened her mouth to speak.
" I would never put myself in that place. And your sister knew what she was doing . Didn't she?" She asked.
"Are you delusional. Which woman puts herself in that position. How can you even say you would never put yourself in that place. You know , nobody cares... Nobody cares what you are . They don't even look at your face. Some people say it's because of the way we dress, then why does a women wearing a hijab and covering herself completely getting raped?. Why does a 1 year old child getting raped? Why does an old woman getting raped? Why does a woman irrespective of her age, caste , religion , colour , and background getting raped. And you said it was because you wouldn't put yourself in that position. Do you know, a child was kidnapped and guess what.....she was sleeping right next to her mother. Just imagine , a child is the safest when she is beside her mother. And knowing that she was taken away from her mother, is totally fucked up."
I stopped for a while and saw everyone listening carefully. So I continued.