𝐑𝐞𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬

CHAPTER 02

05 August 2014

It was too late when I realized, the wolves came in sheep's clothing.

Darkness, there was darkness everywhere. But as I stared intently, a well-known figure appeared in front of a door, obstructing the white light. "Dean!"

I got up and ran towards him, wiping away my tears. My hero was here, there was no need to fear the darkness, now. He would save me from all the malicious things.

Just as I was about to hug him, he shoved me inside the darkroom and started closing the door. No, no, this was not real, he couldn't ditch me. "Please don't leave me! Please!"

My hope diminished, with the narrowing ray of white light. I felt so desperate to escape from here, but I was so helpless. "Dean, say something. Why are you quiet? Save me! Take me with you!"

He forcefully removed my hands, which fisted his black shirt, from the shoulders. "Shut up bitch! I'm not your saviour! You are an idiot to believe me! Now face the repercussions of your absurd choice." He kicked me in the stomach and shoved me inside. "Bye!" His echoing laughter felt like the beginning of my doom.

"Dean, No!" My fist banged the closed door, repeatedly.

Unknown voices made their presence known. They sounded so scary; I couldn't pinpoint their source in pitch black. However, the moment I heard the nearing sound of the footsteps, my heart pounded with a rhythm, and an intense fear engulfed me.

"Aless," my eyes snapped open upon hearing my name.

It was just a nightmare!

Taking a deep breath, I tried to calm down my rapidly beating heart. No matter how much I tried to forget everything, the terrible past kept haunting me back. This was the first time I had a bad dream, all because of Dean. If he wouldn't have been here last night, I would have been perfectly fine.

Maybe, a change of place would help me to escape the prison of my caged kind.

"Aless," my dad called, outside my room. I groaned to myself and took a moment, to get up because I was praying for a new beginning.

"Wake up! You will be late for college," Mom said in warning, dampening my mood.

Well, I wasn't a morning person.

Normally, I would shout to let me sleep for some more time, but the current strain in our relationship from last night refrained me from doing that. It hurt to see that they were upset with me but I hoped they still, wanted to travel along with me to my University because it was my first day as a first year.

It was funny to think how a while ago I had always wanted to stay at the hostel. Something about getting a new roommate, living alone, and making your own decisions, excited me but in reality, I couldn't do any of such things. It was solely because the college was near home. As a result, I didn't see my parents accepting any reason to be valid enough to shift me anywhere else for accommodation.

Mom looked at me from the hallway when I was about to enter the bathroom. Usually, her face would have a kind expression but today, it was replaced with disappointment. It burned my chest to hurt her but I attempted to smile at her, hoping that she would understand, I wasn't holding a grudge against them for slapping me or ruining my dreams to drive. My love for them was the reason I was thrust into this mess in the first place, it was better for me than for them, to endure the pain of what had happened. Without a word, she walked away and I consoled myself by thinking that it was a start, she wasn't scolding me.

Should I stay at home and opt for online classes? I wondered if such things existed in the first place.

Maybe, I was getting paranoid.