The Stranger in my room

Chapter 8

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RYAN
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Aiden pushed me away from her.
I tried to jerk him off but he held me tightly.

What the fuck is wrong with everyone?

He yelled while holding me back, "Have you lost your fucking mind, Ryan? What were you doing? You don't even know that girl and here you were trying to bully her."

I glared at him and pushed him away with my full strength, he was about to fall but maintained his posture.
I barked at him, "It was her fault. She is also like all other girls. She deserves to get bullied. Tell her to stay away from me as much as possible. It will be good for her."
And without waiting for his reply I sat on my bike and rode away.

This all shouldn't have happened.
I shouldn't have met that girl.
She scratched all those old wounds which I had buried deep inside my heart for four years and had covered them with my rude personality so that no one would ever be able to break those walls of my heart and peek into those wounds.
But she unwrapped all those coverings of my wounded heart and left me bruised and broken again.
Why did I even think that she could be .....
No, she could never...
No one could ever...

I furiously rushed to my room and slammed the door with all my force.

I was beyond vexed right now.

I run hands through my hair anxiously.
I picked up the lamp beside my bed and threw it hard on the wall.
It hit the wall with a loud thud and shattered in mili seconds.

But I couldn't control myself.
I will go crazy like this.

I anxiously opened the drawer beside my bed to find my antidepressant medicines but they weren't there.

I groaned loudly and ran my hands through my hair while thinking where my medicines were.
Sweat was dripping on my face and my breathing was heavy.

I need to find my medicine.
Where have I kept them ??

I tried to remember while I slowly feeling nauseous.
My breath started raising its pace.
Anxiety was covering me with every passing second.

Suddenly I fell to the floor.
I was feeling too weak to even get up.
While lying down on the floor I took out my phone and dialled the number which was on top of the call logs.
After two rings I heard a sound.
Gaining all my strength I managed to say," A-Aiden, m-m  my m-medi-cine."
Before I could say any further my vision went black.
And I lay on the floor like a lifeless creature.

Next, when I opened my eyes, I felt a low wincing pain in my body but ignoring that I stood up and sat on my bed.
That is when those two jerks who were anxiously roaming in my room noticed me and stopped at their place.

I was waiting for them to shoot me with their tantrums but they were quietly looking at me, which was making me feel awkward.

Finally, James said, "Ryan, how are you feeling now?"
His tone carried anything but concern. It seemed like a teenager getting scolded by parents after being caught having drugs.

I said," Better." To lighten the atmosphere around my room which I think had obviously risen due to these two fireballs continuously shooting daggers at me.

Aiden said, "Ryan do you know anything could have happened to you if we haven't come on time. It could have been fatal to you."

This was what I was waiting for. Both of them scolding me like I got failed in some subject.