Clash Of Hearts

16. 𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝

Chapter-16

Rose's POV

I was surrounded by nothing but the darkness. I was breathing heavily. My breath stuck in my throat, it felt painful to even suck in the air. I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out.

I didn't realise, I was crying until I felt the coldness on my cheeks. Tears rushed down my eyes, dampening my cheeks. I inhaled, shakily.

It's a dream... it's just a dream!!!!

I looked around, is he still here???

Where is my phone? I left it in the kitchen.

Take a deep breath in....and exhale.... inhale...and exhale now count...one...two...three...! I followed my mind's voice. And gradually my breathing steadied.

I turned on the bed light and looked around..there was no one in my room. A shaky sigh of relief escaped my lips. I hugged my knees and started sobbing. I bit my lips to stop the bitter cries escaping from my mouth. I don't want to wake up my dad.

I cried, cried and cried until there were no more tears left to shed.

It is just a dream!!!!!!

I walked towards the mirror and lifted my top, a shaky breath escaped my lips...looking at the Rose tattoo on my right rib. I slowly touched the thorns. That deep scar makes it feel like the thorns are real. That almost fading scar is the proof of his cruelty to me.

It's been months since I had nightmares about him. Maybe Chase is acting as a reminder of my sad past.

Why did I have a nightmare about him? Those green eyes....! Those disturbing green eyes! I'll never forget them in my life. Not until I die. They'll haunt me forever.

I walked back to the bed, my eyes involuntarily travelled towards the window. What if Chase is waiting for me there? I looked at the wall clock, it was three at midnight. Why will he be here at this time? Ignoring his thoughts, I laid down on the bed and covered myself with the quilt.

It was just a dream!

That dream felt so surreal as if it was happening for real. It was as if he was here, in my room. Trying to hurt me, abuse me, violate me as if he has not done enough!

He did...he did so many disgusting things to me. From stalking to abusing me, everything. He's the reason, I've turned into a whole different person. I was never like this. Scared, afraid and submissive. But he did, he changed me into the person I am now. I'm scared, scared of being abused again! I don't want to go through all the pain again and again.

I cannot take it, I cannot take it again. I might die as well rather than going through all the abuse, again!

I was happy, enjoying all the little things in my life. I was just like every other girl of my age. I was nineteen, a month away from turning twenty. Cheery, outgoing and trusting everyone. Guess what, I'll never be able to trust someone again without thinking a hundred times before. 

My life was beautiful. Although my dad was no king, he did everything to make me feel like a princess. He treated me like his princess and I was his Everything, and so was my father to me. He is the reason, I am still alive, fighting against society and my abuser.

I will never forget my twentieth birthday. Papa told me that he was promoted. I was happy. He is a hard worker. He deserves everything. But that good news turned into a nightmare when he informed me that he'd have to leave for the States because of his promotion. He also told me that he would not leave me here, alone. It was me who insisted that he should go to the States. He worked so hard for it. I didn't want to be his stumbling block. I never really knew, it would turn out to be the worst thing in my life. My dad left me all alone, in India.