His Comfort; Kth [ON HOLD]

CHAPTER 3

"No one can cherish the beauty of a woman better than a woman."

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I was stupefied with the view.
There were burritos on the plate. I haven't got them to eat for almost 1 month.
I was so happy at that moment,and literally watering.

I sat on my table hurriedly with a strange pace inside of me.
And was about to take a one, suddenly got interrupted with my mother's voice,
"Did you wash your hands?"
I sighed and went to the basin, washed them and again come to my seat fastly, like it was some sort of race to eat one.

Then, I took a whole one, and was about to place it in my plate, my father spoke,
"Watch out Zelda, you have been eating alot these days, if you keep doing the same, you will be a fatty pig someday."
He mocked these things infront of whole family, and as usual they laugh at the end to make it look like a joke.

I scanned my brother laughter, who was just closing his mouth with his palm to not make it a big deal.

I bring my head down and some tears already advertising o my lower eyelid to fall down.

Was it really true?
Is that what they all feel about me?
Yes, I may eat a lot, but still, they won't never forget how to make their daughter all filled with shame in front of people. No matter what happens.

Well, its there all time habit especially my father. It hurts alot when he speak these things to me. He always mock me for my weight in a whole group. Yet, I know he loves me, even more than my brother. But the only problem he have is, insulting me for my weight.

I would have endure it, if the same thing had been done by my brother, and would have taken it lightly because he is also no less than a donkey.

But, what if your own parents humiliate you to a point, where you just don't feel the pitch of your self esteem?

I tried to ignore it, and wiped my tears off without anyone knowing and controlled the urge of eating more, infront of them.

Only took some bites of the salad and drank the tomato soup placed in a bowl. Didn't even tried to took a bite of my favourite one as I knew I would be again taunted.

I extracted myself from the chair, and about to take my leave but was interrupted by my mother,
"Where do you think you are going, Zelda?"
She asked while placing a bite of.

"I am going in my room. I am full."
I delivered my confession.

"What? You have barely ate something."
I scoffed at her statement, how can they just change their behavior so sudden?
Like, just now they all were shaming me, and now ordering me to eat more.
I am sick of this.

"Its OK, I need to care about y'all satisfaction, more than my comfort."
I said and ran to my room, ignoring all those glares and closed my door harshly.

I laid down myself on the bed, and hugged my duvet, along with my pillow. I digged my head in the pillow and started crying.
It was my all day thing.
I can never get out of all these.

I cried my eyes out making the pillow surface all wet.
Only my pillows knows, how much I cries.

I turned my head and stared at my ceiling.