♱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀɪɴᴛᴇʀ ♱

T h e W i l d n e s s

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

"My heart screams
Your ears can't hear
I'm pulling the veins out
With a numb despire"

"- flew into the wild darkness.."

THE NEXT DAY (morning)
At Deborah's home

"-so I couldn't get time to call you and ask about your health." Daniyal said with a guilt in his voice. As he was explaining how the light bulb of his room broke last night.

"I understand. And I'm really sorry to hear, that you had to struggle. You could've just call Nicole though" I said in pity.

"As I said before I couldn't even find my phone to switch on the flash or to call anyone. I searched for almost half an hour then I found it, so I thought why not fixing the light first." He said while letting go a sigh.

"I see. I'll tell Nicole to check the other bulbs and stuffs once again. Again sorry for the trouble" I apologized, I was feeling bad because of not looking out for my guest.

"It's absolutely okay Deborah and further more when I finished my work, it was already 2:30 am so I didn't disturb you. Hope you're okay now. How are you feeling by the way?" He asked with a worried voice and waited for me reply.

I fixed my blanket as I was still on bed, sitting properly I replied.
"I'm better now. But I may not come today for the classes. Sorry for the delay Daniyal, even though I know you're in a hurry!" Yes, I was feeling guilty for skipping the lesson but I didn't wanted go outside, I needed to calm myself down first.

"Yes please!!" He pushed "Take rest! I was really wo..worried about..you." he said hesitatingly. "I couldn't sleep, I don't know why but it was ruining my sleep that you collapse like that. In a blink of an eye, I don't know what happened. And I my curiosity is killing me.." He mentioned with a huff.

I stunned.
"I.. it was, um I was..just feeling sick I guess! There's nothing to worry about, rest assure. I'm alright." I managed as I finished my words in a great speed.

"It doesn't seem so. You collapsed the time I asked about your mother. I understand she isn't anymore with you, it must be traumatic but.. I never knew the situation was this bad!" He said as if he was talking to himself and I could sense the tension in his voice.

"Y-yes" I stumbled. "It's traumatic for me.. it's more traumatic that I couldn't do anything.." I couldn't hear myself as I dive into the uncertain guilt.

"Deborah?" Suddenly he snapped out pulling my attention to him, but with the same soft tone "You're not okay, you're not lying.. are you?" Yes i could say, he didn't believe my words.

"I.. don't know how to explain it.." the sadness made it's territory on my voice. I found myself airheaded.

"You can trust me Deborah, I'm here to listen to you" he assured, and his softness took over my ears.

I gathered my voice back and started " my mom.. didn't die normally. It was me who..."

♱ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀɪɴᴛᴇʀ♱

Ps/. Hey dears! How was your week so far?
Mine was filled with period cramps and vomits (ew nasty)
Well I managed writing and editing the chapter all by myself! *Inputs dramatically crying look*
Thanks for reading! Are you interested in Deborah's mom's story?
Lemme know!

Seeya soon!
You're precious!🌸💛