Diary Of A Victim.

20

I blinked my eyes a few times before completely opening them. My head felt so heavy and painful . My eyes were like hanging down my face. After last night's crying it's only surprise if it didn't. I felt the bed beneath me so hard that I realised later I slept on the floor. I looked around and saw my friends are sleeping on the floor too. Sila used my stomach as a pillow. Anna was on Sila's stomach and Trevor had his one leg on the bed and rest of his body on the floor and was snoring like there's no tomorrow. I smiled slowly at that and gently placed Sila's head down . I took out a pillow from the bed and gently tucked it under her head. I walked out the room and went to the kitchen .

     I searched for the ingredients I needed for a perfect breakfast . After some serious search, I got all I needed. I brewed some coffee and made a breakfast with some eggs and pancakes. I heard some shuffling and looked over to see three heads peeking from the stairs.

" I can see you.... Come down.!!!" I sang playfully. They all came down with smile on their faces.

"Good morning." Trevor said with a side hug.
"Morning." I said returning the hug.

Sila and Anna ran to my either sides and gave a kiss on my cheeks . They helped me to set the table . We ate and chatted like normal teenagers. Not worrying about anything else for the time being. We laughed and joked around . I loved having them around. I hope everything would be normal after all this mess.

We cleaned up the place and went back to whatever we were doing.  We had a lot planned out today. My head snapped to where my phone rang. I reached out and took the phone .

"Hello..... Yes... Now,?? ... we'll be there..."

"Everything alright?" Asked Anna.

"Mrs. Ripley wants to meet us at the cemetery. " I said still not gazing out of my confusion.

"Let's go then." Trevor said taking out his keys . We all followed him to his car. We drove to the cemetery still talking about why she wanted to meet us there.
We pulled over and walked inside until we reached Delilah's grave .

    My eyes watered at the sight infront of me. Ian was kneeling infront of Delilah's grave with a white rose in his hands . I couldn't get what he said but I definitely heard him mutter something like 'forgive me' and then he placed the rose on the grave. He got up very slowly and once he saw us his eyes darkened. This is all I want. All I ever want.

      I walked towards him and stood right infront of him with my head held high and clenched jaws.

"Do you feel the guilt and pain now?" I asked pointing to his chest .  He kept silent. He opened his mouth to say something but closed it right away.
"How did it felt when you knelt infront of your victim . The one you destroyed just because of your hunger and thirst. " He didn't open his mouth so I continued.
"You know I thought about killing you but then I thought how easy it would be on you. You know Delilah cried all night sitting on the shower. She thought she was dirty now that you used her. But your darkness and dirt would never overpower her purity. That made her live .... She suffered PTSD .... Yet she lived....she was on verge of ending her life but she fought for herself. You should know the pain for the rest of your pathetic and useless life. I hope you rot in jail. If you plan on chickening out just remember I have all the evidence now. Better if you surrender yourself. " I took the rose from the grave , crushed it with my fingers and threw it on his face . I turned on my heels and walked away. The brave mask I put on faded very quickly. My knees felt weak again.
On the way back home, I thought about everything that has happened till now.