Secrets in Sweet Sculpting

Chapter 4

I do not own the photo up top. The photographer is given credit for the image you just saw.

Neil Bedi

It's coming back. The nightmares are getting worse. I started cutting my wrist again. I should stop this I know but I can't. I laid on my bed thinking about what Rohit said. "You don't have to thank me Uncle Ray. Neil is my future husband and I would to anything to protect him" My heart was beating so fast that it might have come out.

Why would he want to court me? He likes getting on my nerves. He left me when I needed him the most. He left me when I needed him to help me through my dark times. I can't tell about my nightmares and cuts to daddy and papa. They will blame themselves. They don't deserve a kid like me.

They deserve someone who is not this broken. I don't want daddy and papa to feel guilty, I don't want anyone to pity me. I just want this to go away. I don't have guts to kill myself. I am scared. I am scared.

Suddenly my phone started ringing. I came out of my thoughts. The number was unknown. I picked up.

"Hello?"

"Baby" It's Rohit. I can recognize his voice in a heartbeat. I could feel my stomach flipping.

"Who's this?" I tried to act.

"You know who I am. Don't pretend not to know" he said.

"Why did you called?" I asked. It was already 2am.

"I miss you" he breathed. Tick. Don't say this please. You are making it hard. I am not worth it.

"Neil. I miss you that it's my 30th glass of alcohol" he laughed.

"What the fuck! Stop drinking Rohit. It's not good. Please stop and sleep" I begged. I have heard from past years that he started drinking and it's like, he drinks a lot. He is making me worry.

"I want stop but I can't. Please say that you miss me" I could hear the begging. Tears rolled down from my eyes. I want to but I can't. I want him to stop drinking.

"If I say it will you stop drinking and sleep?" I asked my voice cracking.

"I will" he said.

"I miss you Rohit. I miss you so much that it's killing me from inside. I miss you so much that I am scared you will leave me again. I miss you" I cried.

"Neil. I am sorry" he hanged up.

I cried. That's all I can do. Weak.

...

Snice the call it has been a week. Rohit never called me nor I saw him. I don't know why but I hated it. It was the day of my exhibition. I was still at my parents' house. I didn't want to leave them.

"Good morning" I greeted as I came downstairs. Papa came and hugged me. "I am so proud of you baby" he kissed my cheek. I smiled and kissed his forehead. "Good morning Neil" daddy kissed my cheek. "Good morning" I kissed his forehead.

We were having our breakfast. "Dev have you cleared all you schedule?" papa asked. "Yes love I have" daddy said. "Sunshine we will be there for your exhibition by evening" papa smiled. I nodded. "By the way who is hosting the exhibition?" daddy asked. "It's Mr. Miles but someone is funding him for my exhibition" I replied.

"Didn't you ask the name" daddy asked. "No I didn't but I will be meeting him today" I said. Daddy nodded his head.

...

I was at my exhibition explaining the sculptures to guests. Daddy and papa were late. "Neil, my baby" papa yelled and came running in my direction. Daddy looked embarrassed but smiled. "Papa you came" I hugged him. "I am sorry for being late. It's all your daddy's fault" papa glared in daddy's direction.