Shreya is a normal girl with a seemingly normal life. Anyone from outside looking in would see a regular girl with regular teenage problems. However, sometimes what seems regular from outside may not be so in the inside.
And that is the truth.
Shrey...
*Shreya! Get UP! Do you want to be late for your school?!*
Here goes my morning alarm screaming my name at the top of her lungs. I get it, she's my mom and she just wants to take care of me but sometimes it's just too... extreme. I really don't want to face her especially after the argument of yesterday. Only if I could leave and meet HIM...THEM...
*What in the name of god is taking you so long?! Are you going to get us late too?!*
JEEZ!
*Ok, I'm ready are you happy now?!*
*Show me that kind of attitude and you're not getting any food today*
{What did I ever do to get treated like this by my own parents? I get it, I did get bad marks in my exam but that doesn't proves as to why they always treat me like this? WHAT DID I EVER DO?}
[At School]
Thank goodness, I'm invisible as a shadow. People approaching me would've just brewed my social anxiety more and I don't want to faint in front of a whole angry crowd pushing each other just to get through the school gate.
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Wow, are they THAT excited to attend their classes?
*Hey curry, you excited for today?*
Oh no no, please no GOD if you're up there, please just do some strange magic and PLEASE make them go away... I don't want another beating. Mom and Dad don't know about me getting bullied constantly since I stepped a foot in this damned school. They won't even listen to me anyways. Right now I don't want ANYTHING more than for god to break the beautiful string of white clouds and the serene sky and just take me to heaven or wherever it is that he lives in. Right now even hell would work. YES, I'm that scared of them.
*Curry don't you know manners? Said the blonde headed girl whose voice annoyed the hell out of Shreya.
*Aww, did mommy sent you off to school?* said the right one whom Shreya found out to be one of the cutest girls in their school but her instincts of figuring out a snake failed her.
*Can't you even walk yourself to school ALONE? Gee are you that scared?* said the one whom Shreya almost mistook as a boy instead of a girl. She was probably the most ravishing girl in their group. But the fact that a girl can have such a deep but sexy voice stunned her to this day. But now she's used to this deep voice spitting venom at her every time she walks past them. She's used to the brutal and pugnacious venom, she's used to the beating basically after a lot of mental training, she almost doesn't give a look at her scar filled body which she used to cover with a hoodie and makeup and a fake smile plastered on her face.
BUT IT STLL HURTS.
{WHY? SHE'S USED TO IT RIGHT? HER PARENTS BEING ASHAMED OF HER BEING THEIR DAUGHTER...
THEIR CONTINOUS SCOLDINGS ABOUT HOW HER CLASSMATE EVELYN MAKES HER PARENT PROUD WITH A LOT OF TROPHIES DECORATING THEIR SHELVES BUT SHE... SHE WAS USELESS...
SHE SHOULD BE USED TO THE BEATINGS, PEOPLE INGORING HER, THE EMPTINESS AND PAIN OF NOT HAVING A PERSON TO LEAN ON HER DARK DAYS WHEN EVEN GOD REFUESED TO HEAR HER PRAYERS.
THEN...WHY DOES IT HURT STILL?}
Only if I could meet HIM...THEM...
But she can't let the tears flow even when it stings to the point where it feels like someone is stabbing her with a knife, the only difference is that this stabber that she's mentioning to is her own insecure self, her hot tears threating to fall. WHY HER?
I legit don't want anything more than to throw a good hard punch on the leader of this shitty girl group but I can't even move a single muscle as I KNOW I CAN'T... I JUST CAN'T...
I DON'T WANT ANOTHER BEATING! PLEASE...
It's ok, it'll be just another beating like every day.
Just as she was about to turn around, her biggest nightmare dawns upon her... the blonde haired girl named Kylie pulled her by the hair and dragged her to a more vacant place where no one would be there to be mighty enough and save her, where EVERYONE ignores her existence, her whimpers, the mewling sounds that she makes as the punches find their home in the soft cushion of her stomach, even if those whimpers could find her, they would run away, almost as fast as the air that escapes her bleeding lips. After all, who wants to get brutally beaten up, no one wants to face the same fate as Shreya...NO ONE...
Blood came spewing out from Shreya's mouth as another hard kick landed on the soft stomach. Just like that, several many kicks and slaps and punches landed on Shreya's beautiful plump cheeks and her soft cushion like stomach. Oh, how much she wished all of this was just a nightmare, how much she wished that she leaving her beloved birth place was just a dream, how much she wished to have someone as her friend who would be there to dry pools of her tears when they won't stop ...Oh, how much she wished this nightmare to end.
Only if Life was a fantasy, only if it was that easy...
*Listen here you little shit, YOU WERE, ARE AND WILL ALWAYS BE WEAK, WORTHLESS AND A USELESS SHIT* said the cute girl getting tired after beating the crap out of Shreya.
*Bitch*(three of them snickering).
*come on, I'm tired of seeing this disgusting face, let's go*said the leader.
Just like that they left, like nothing happened, like it's NORMAL for them...
She should get used to all this humiliation, pain, this agony... THEN WHY IS SHE CRYING?!
She swore to herself that no matter what, she WON'T CRY... Then why...
At thatmoment, Shreya didn't blame the elite group that beat her and acted likenothing happened, who left her there to bleed, no, she was angry...furious at herown self. She threw a hard slap at her face where lies several other bruisesand cuts from the torture she has to go through every SINGLE day, which werecovered by a perfect nude makeup until now. After the slap touched and left herface just as fast as a bullet, then and there she broke... Thousands of trappedyet unwanted tears finally squeezed out of her eyes, she forgot that she was atschool, though at a vacant place. People were passing by but no one dared tolend a hand to the crying girl. Some of them were throwing guilty looks, some painful looks, some just straight up decided to ignored her. Shreya couldn't care less.
*NO, I WILL NOT CRY, I WON'T... I'M NOT WEAK*
Shreya pushed herself off the ground and ran...she ran god knows where. She's tired of this humiliation, this disgusting life that she's living. She HATED it... She never bunked school for such a petty reason and also that her parents would probably throw her out on the street without even a second glace...YES, they ARE like that and can get much worse. But today, she's TIRED... She can't take this anymore so she ran from her reality, her petty life without caring about the consequences. She didn't cared anymore...
