Betrayers

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Grinny

Running in between flowers behind grey ,asking her to give me back my cheese cake. Weather is so warm, sun is showering his kisses, and air is hugging us all in once.
Running  , laughing, playing ,what a happy place to be, but soon I got lost, I can't see her anymore, I'm still running but she's not in my sight anymore, grey ! where are you.
I can't see her anymore, I'm still running,little out of breath, I tried to jump through puddles and pots. But I lost balance and fell in big puddle of mud.

When he splashed a whole bucket of cold water, I regained my lost consciousness , gasping for air , I try to sit up and felt a sharp pain on my hands and back.
I didn't even tried to look up at him, I'm looking at his feet .
He grabbed me by my elbow and start dragging me through these halls again.
I can't even open my eyes, for how long I was unconscious?
He dragged me like a garbage bag through the halls, then on stairs.
When my knees came in contact with stairs, I realised I have deep cuts there too.
I don't even have energy to cry or to beg him to stop.
I let him handle me, however he wanted.
Reaching infront of my room, he kicked open it and yanked me inside.
I landed on floor with a loud thud, my eyes flickering half open half close.
I try my best to keep them open and not to give him another reason to beat me.
He crounch down infront of me and made me look at him by grabbing my hair, that's when I looked at him.
His eyes have bags under them , his breath smell ,he is drunk too.

He put one of his hand in his pocket and took a small knife out,"only truth" he said placing it on my neck.
"Are you cheating on me?" ,He asked me, his voice wavered and I can see how much sadness his eyes are holding right now, they are almost dead as if only my answers can give them life now.
And everything inside of me shouted "I would never do that ",but no words came out.
Tears made their presence in my eyes and I nodded my head in no and with in a whisper , i somehow managed to say,"never".
He let go of my hair and as soon as he left me, I let go of my uninvited tears.
"I'll kill you if it's less than 9 CGPA in mid sem exam" he said in such a low voice, that was only meant for me to listen.
He left ,he said nothing else, he just left.
I sat there for a while, or may be more than a while, I don't have energy to stand up , but I used all my strength and made it to my bed.
I looked up infront wall and it's 3 am realising I've been unconscious for a long time.
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I woke up with the sound of my alarm,it's 8am now.
And I looked at my door, he'll kill me ; I didn't prepared his pre workout and breakfast.
I spare a sight for myself too, my hands have bruises. My clothed back is even hurting more.
My t shirt is torn and my joggers they are ripped too; I'm a mess.
I tried to stand up  with the help of bed and went to dresser.
Hair messed up in knots, there are few marks around my lips and eyes.
And on my cheeks, his fingers are imprinted , dried blood around my nose, cutes on side of my face, swollen head,and with a thought of yesterday I shivered,as tears made their way leaving me alone in my agony.
I went in bathroom, legs still trembling , holding walls for supporting.
I stripped down these dirty clothes and made a warm bath for myself.
My head still hurt, I let my hair free from pony tail and went inside tub.
When warm water made contact with my skin, I felt like my soul left my body, burning sensation all over my body.
His belt made cuts in my hand and back.
I let out a loud wince, I hugged my self and let my self cry it all out; the pain is making me weak not only emotionally but physically too.
I washed my hair too and relaxed myself away from all the thinking and suffering.
When I came out I changed into comfortable.
These marks are ugly, I look ugly due to all beating and crying.
On my dresser I saw an ointment and few bandage.
It was not here before, did he put it in here?, after all that how could I ever think it can be him.
I inhaled a lungfull of air and looked at myself in mirror, why you are so stupid grinny, why are you doing this to yourself.
Come to think about it, he thought I was cheating on him, I shouldn't have lied in first place.
But he could've asked me calmly , it was like when he saw cake he lost control, he acted like an animal.
It was jacob who sent the cake, I should've guessed it before.
I applied ointment on my face and hands wrapped around with bandage; he confuse me a lot, did he really put it in here?.
In hall his eyes held nothing but hate and anger, in room he looked so sad and may be he even cried?.
First he trashed me, then he took me back in the room, then he put this ointment here, he is impossible to understand.
Why is he like this!.
When I walked pass his room, I looked at his close door;may be he is inside.
I went downstairs and saw our main door close, is he not home?.
I looked at the watch and it's already past 9 , he left for college I guess.
I went in kitchen, I saw his protein shake bottle empty and clean, he missed his gym?.
He didn't even had breakfast?
I saw some Apple Slices on dining table, he was in hurry too.
I gulped down a glass of water and grabbed an apple for myself too.
Choclate balls left over from that night are still eatable ,I put them in a plate and went to sofa.
The cake jacob send is still on the ground, the whole hall is a mess, broken vass and all the things arround the room are trashed.
He broke the mirror behind the sofa too, and he ripped a pillow.
I flinched up in fear when the main door open, I almost ran upstairs but looking back; it's Teena.
I'm embarassed, with all the bruise and all this mess, I didn't look up at her and she get the sign and didn't approach me either.
Maybe he called her early to clean and do chores, she went to kitchen and started doing dishes.
I checked my phone and thanked jacob for cake, it's my fault anyways, he only did good thing to me as a friend.
I got few texts from Frank and Rose about not coming college today, I'm too tired to even think about college right now.
I should hate him ,but all I can think of his eyes yesterday night, I don't know about him but there is something wrong with me.

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