Sketched. ( BWWM).

chapter 8.

I opened my eyes slowly grunting lightly as I felt my head hurt like I've been smacked a hundred times. I again closed my eyes for a second not being able to bear the pain passing through my head my vision getting blurry tears forming in my eyes because of the throbbing pain.

I tried to move my body so that I can sit up but my body was in a whole other level of anguish than I can ever imagine.

How did I ended up being in this miserable state?

That was the first thought that came to my mind.

My ears heard the click of the door but I just couldn't see who the person was. So, I moved my body to indicate them that I need their help.

"Herregud Iris!!( Oh my god Iris!!). You woke up finally." I heard the familiar voice before realizing it was Chatarina.

I saw her coming to my side and helping me with sitting up followed by me weeping throughout.

"Wait I'll get you some water! " I sat up sighing heavily and looking upwards to the ceiling, becoming aware of not being present at the place where my misery happened. I appreciated the fact of being away from those walls where I watched my own best friend getting hurt because of me. Where I.........

"Iris!! " I hissed when she kept her hands on my shoulder.

"I'm sorry I didn't---

" I--Its o--okay trina. I-- Uh-- I'm- I'm fine. " I wanted to deny the fact that those events made me not speak clearly but I was too much traumatized. Too much traumatized to not think about it. To just forget about whatever happened. To just throw the sceneries of how he put me through so much suffering and however it happened.

She helped me drink the water which I couldn't take more than 2 sips though I was feeling my throat needing to have more than 1 glass. But the bruise on the side of my lips was making it difficult for me to move it.

I had a very big grey shirt wrapped on my body. It was so huge it stopped just one finger above my knees but I felt very comfortable in them.

"Iris. How are you feeling right now? " I chuckled. I chuckled so heartly.

She shifted in her place as she was sitting right beside my legs facing towards me.

"What do you think Chatarina?! How am I after what happened? I bet you know whatever happened since your brother is one causing me to lay on this bed. " My voice was not audible much. I couldn't speak properly it took me seconds to properly pronounce everything because of how much pain my lips caused me. But I knew she heard everything.

"Iris. You woke up after 4 days. You did not respond at all when Fanden and all of us brought you----

" Dont say his name in front of me please. I don't wanna talk about that monster. " I closed my eyes throwing my face on my palms feeling the threats of my tears to come out. But I didn't wanted them to. I've cried so much, so much that I'm tired now. And this is not how I've been raised. I won't let a tear fall because of the deeds of that man.

"I'm sorry Iris. But this is what Fanden is like. It's his real self. He was always like this. And we cannot turn back whatever happened. This was meant to happen. "
I looked at her so surprised and amazed. I cannot believe she just said that.

"Trina I'm not sorry to say but your brother Fanden is a lunatic. He is a psychopath, a fucking maniac and he is demented from his head. I would never say the otherwise and i dont care what you think of me right now. " I wanted to scream at her. I wanted to tell her that her brother is not right from his brain. He needs help. Because that's what people like him need. Fucking help.