Chapter - 27

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I am in a deep sleep. Suddenly mom enters my room and pulls me out of the bed. My whole body is in pain. I found that it is difficult for me to move. To stand up. Mom shouts at me.
Mom : Why have you been so prematurely ripe? Huh? I trusted you but you didn’t give a damn. You can't sleep! Get up and do all the work!

I am so tired of this. I am listening to her shout. I am feeling pain all over my body. I go to the washroom and brush my teeth, freshen myself. When I came out of the washroom, I couldn’t find my glasses. I am searching in my study table, in my dressing table, wardrobe, everywhere. But it's nowhere. I have very powerful glasses. If I stay sometimes without my glasses, my head hurts a lot. Then last night dad hit my head and bled. The bleeding has stopped but the pain is still there. I ask mom for my glasses. She refuses to give me my glasses. She says that I deserve it. It's my punishment and she orders me to do household work. 
I go to the kitchen. Did the dishes, cleaned the kitchen, then cleaned the house, washed the clothes without glasses. My head is hurting so much. I can't even see anything. Without glasses, already the world is blurry to me and now it has been more blurry. I am crying in silence. And my mind is saying, " Save me Jeremy. Help me."
I am forbidden to touch the phone.

After doing all the work, I felt so hungry. I asked mom for food but she didn’t give me. I took my towel and went to the bathroom to take a shower. I take off my clothes and in the bathroom mirror I can see something weird. Like there are stains in my body. It's still blurry so I come a little closer to the mirror. And…..
There's a huge black stain in my neck, some stains in my back, chest, hands everywhere. These are all signs of injury. Blood clots have formed such spots. And my body is so sore that I can't move. I sat down on the bathroom floor. I start to cry. Tears are rapidly falling from my eyes. I am crying in silence. There's no one to hear me, no one to feel my pain except God. I am crying hard. And just saying a sentence, 
"Jeremy, please come to me. Save me."

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