☆☆☆Trigger Warning:- Contains themes of Bullying, Trauma and Pictures of Blood☆☆☆
●○●○●○●○Arya's Diary Part 3●○●○●○●○
“Well, I have heard that you were that girl who jumped from the school building some years back, Aren’t you?” They mocked me and I just lowered my gaze hiding from their nasty stares.
I tried to find a place to hide from them. My eyes were desperate and fearful, my heart banging in my chest. My body was trembling like it was shaken by a storm. My pupils dilating hopelessly inside my eyes, just to find that one place which could save me from these bullies.
But I didn’t find any. And then one of them chuckled saying, “Let’s remind her the beautiful memories of the past.” I shot my eyes up instantly. Their smirking face were marked by cruelty. Their eyes just showed wicked emotions with no sense of humanity.
Then out of sudden they all lifted me up and took me to the school top. I tried to yell but somebody covered my face with something.
They took me to the same place from where I jumped. “Is this the place you jumped from?” Someone questioned to me, being amused seeing me panicking. I could smell my sweat mixing in the air around me. Even breathing properly became hard for me.
“Please, please... Leave meee... Don’t do this... to me. “ I begged them in broken voice filled with pain. And they just laughed at me, mocking my pleas.
I couldn't hear anything, just the banging of my heart. My whole body was having frightening tremors. My blood turned all icy.
Little by little all the memories of my past started flooding back to me like the way sometimes sea waves do. They bring back the garbage thrown in sea by humans. The same way my trashy memories were back
I started having visions of my old parents yelling at me for making them upset in front of my eyes, making everything else blurry in front of me.
My head felt a severe headache, I felt sweaty, My heart beats were running fast, fast, fast, Everything was getting pitch black in front of my eyes. And I collapsed then and there.
After few minutes when I came to consciousness, the first thing that I wondered was,"What am I doing here on the roof top? I should have been in hell by now."
I was alone there, no sign of any of my bullies. I rubbed my eyes and felt nothing just a numb feeling. I felt like I really died and they had murdered me successfully and now it was just my body.
I went to home. And later that night I started having nightmares about my old parents. The nightmares were always of red colour. And the red was as similar as my blood. I started self-harming again.
But I never harmed myself on my arms. I always cut on my stomach area or thigh area. And I never made those cut much deeper.
Because I didn’t want Mum and Dad to get hurt because of me. The self harm was just a way for satisfaction to me. When the blood dripped from my body and tiny beads adorned the floor I used to feel satisfaction.
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