Amidst A Thousand Suns

~angst with agony~

(tw:- PTSD, psychotic madness)

Aaghyaa's P.O.V.

6 months later

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A kid raced towards his mom, who was standing near the gates of my school patiently waiting for the arrival of her child, and hugged her so fiercely that it seemed like he was meeting her for the first time.
The mom smiled at him and planted a tender kiss on his forehead before taking the school bag from her son's back and guiding him to her car, with the boy bouncing and blabbering continuously to her, probably informing her about his day at school.
The mother seemed to enjoy and cherish every little of his antic and laughed heartily every now and then.
It was when the mother-son duo had sat in the car and had driven away eventually, that I remembered that my mother won't be here to pick me up and I would have to walk my entire path home without any company.

I exited the school gates and began trotting my way to my home, which mercifully, was only about five minutes away.

I fished my earphones out of the pocket of my skirt and plugged them with my phone, which I have been sneaking in at school ever since it was decided that I was old enough for my parents to take off the load of dropping me at and picking me up from my school.
I opened SoundCloud and hit play on 'Hunger' by Ross Copperman.

Ever since I had started watching him, this song has always felt close to me.
I had no idea why.
When I had first heard it in The Vampire Diaries when Damon and Elena danced to it, I wasn't really moved by the song.
It was only when I started feeling for him, than the song began to make sense.

I don't think it is of any benifit to me, let alone him, for he was neither from my locality nor had a single idea about who I am.
Huh, probably the perks of liking a popular personality, I guess.

It surely isn't something romantic; that is one thing I am very sure of.
Only this attachment-

My thoughts were interruppted suddenly as a scooty stopped right beside me.
The song faded away in the background as extreme paranoia and fear took over me.

The owner of the vehicle was shouting something at me, but my ears seemed to be completely deaf to any kind of sounds.
My eyes wandered about to find other people on vehicles and pedestrians looking at me skeptically.

Oh my God.
I have embarrassed myself.
I-I could have gotten into an accident.
Hell, I could have been killed!
Oh Lord!
How the fuck can you be so stupid and irresponsible, Aaghyaa?!

It took me a few seconds to regain my composure.
I muttered an apology to the owner and ran at my full speed to cross the road and entered my society, that was just on the nook of the main road.

Panting my whole way to the back side of my house, my hands automatically took support of the large Gulmohar tree that grew just outside in our backyard.

The burning was too intense.
I felt as if someone was holding my head down a bucketful of water.
I clutched my chest tightly and bend forwards with my other hand grasping the tree for support, until the burning sensation faded away a little.

My knees gave up all the energy and I fell down on the freshly-cut, green grass with a thud.
My hands frantically zipped open the first chain of my backpack and fished out an inhaler.
I placed it in my mouth and took a swig.

It was a breath of fresh air, in the most literal sense.
I gasped for air for a whole of two minutes before my lung passages soothed down from burning and my chest loosened up an imaginary knot.
The clear, blue sky that felt as if it was moving on it's own before, gained a steady posture for my eyes as the dizziness faded away.
After my condition was normal again, I got up, grabbed my backpack and opened the lock on the main door that kept the house sealed shut.