Amazing Facts On Our Mistakes

9

I went to the library to have some time alone. I was too sensitive to be around people now. The moment I entered the library, I was welcomed with students studying for their exams and teachers reading their subject related books.
The library used to be a quiet place with hardly any people around, and that was why I used to spend my free time here but this time, the sound of flipping pages and students's mumbling filled the library's quiet atmosphere into noisy.
I was heartbroken by the action of Jarred.

He had someone else in his mind....

I thought destiny had something for us to give.

I thought.....it was love..

But..no, it wasn't..

I rushed to the study table which had less people compared to other tables and laid my head down on the wooden table.
I needed to calm myself. To give myself to heal the wound he left in my heart.
I started to sob. Not too loud to attract attentions.
For sobbing by keeping my head down on the wooden table, I started to run out of oxygen.
Pathetic....
I cleared my face and pulled up to withdraw the fresh oxygen. While I was doing so, my eyes fell on a man who was staring at me. Probably a janitor. He was in his 40's maybe. He had a bald head with some grey hair peeking on the side of his ears.
His stare was not the 'caring type for a sad person'. It was something else.
I narrowed my eyes at him.
Seeing that, he smirked and after sometime he started to lick his lips.
I cringed and looked away to avoid that man.
Fresh tears started to form again. I could feel lump in my throat.

I heard a sound of some chair moving and turned my head to that direction. That janitor casted me a toothy smile.

Some of his teeth were missing. There were skin tags and wrinkles on his face. Oh my God!!

I was afraid and I was not the type of girl, who could shout towards injustice and move with confidence. I was shy and frightened type of person. Causing my parents often to be angry at me.
So, I started to move away from him until I could feel his hands near my hip.
My eyes widen.The whole world stopped around me.
No...this can't happen!

I jerked away from him. There were not many people around at the beginning but only few and now, none are here.
"Are you getting scared of me, sweetie?"
Janitor asked me teasingly.
-"W-What do you want, sir?". I stuttered. I could not disrespect any elder person, whoever they were.

Shit! Because I was afraid!!

He had an evil smile on his face and said, "One thing..". Saying that he slightly brushed my breasts with his thumb near my nipples.

That's it. I could no longer control it. I grabbed that shitty wrinkled hand and without thinking twice, I twisted the thump backwards, making that old man scream in pain.

Oh shit, that's gonna attract many attention now.

I quickly got up from my seat and rushed to the distant bookshelf.

"Hey you bitch! You slut! Come here, you fucking pig!" That old hag shouted and it continued until I reached the distant shelf where I could no longer hear the cursing.

I sighed....

Now there was no one around me and finally I had some peace for myself

I could feel something on my cheek, I checked it and saw it was tears.
I realised that I was crying.
With each passing second, my cry grew louder. I didn't care about what people would think of me.

I had such a fucked up life and today was the shittiest day of all.

First getting heartbroken by Jarred and now this incident.

I randomly pulled a book from the shelf, opened it and with that I covered my face. To hide my crying face.

I don't know, why I did that.