Chapter 1:- Nice to meet you

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Ari

I'm running as far as I could. I don't know what's I'm running away from. Everything seems like nothing but a thick layer of fog , all black. It's dark, darker than hell if it exists somewhere. I wanna tell myself it's just a dream but I can't seem to wake up. No I...I can't run anymore.

"M...mom? Mom whatcha doing?" I asked with my whole body shaking and trembling all I see right now is a silhouette that looks like my mom dressed in her white flowy dress standing in front of the cliff ahead and everything's foggy. I can't see her properly I'm facing her back and it feels like she's just walking towards the cliff.

"M..MOM, MOM STOP. MOM PLEASE STOP." I yelled on top of my lungs trying to stop her but it was as if she couldn't even hear me. I'm trying, trying to stop her but the faster I run the further she goes.

"MOM." I spring off of my bed seated panting, sweating and trembling. I took in a deep breath of relief.

Ari that was just a dream. You're fine, everything's fine.

I was trying to calm my racing heart, convincing my mind it's alright. It's getting heavy again, the clouds are getting darker again. I hate this, whatever it is. I'm trying to forget everything, something that I guess I'll remember for the rest of my life. It feels suffocating.

I grabbed my phone checking the time only to find it's just 2 AM. It hasn't even been three hours since I fell asleep. I turned my head around taking a look around my dimly lit room. I grabbed my remote and pressed a button raising the blinds up revealing the massive glass wall that covered almost one fourth part of my large room.

Taking in the night view I tossed the duvet aside and got up from the bed wearing my fluffy slippers and walked closer to the wall to see the view clearly. It was amazing how everything seemed so small for up here. I bought this penthouse apartment because of it's view and I'm glad I did. Every time I look outside the world feels small maybe because it's up in the twenty first floor but this magnificent view always does it's best to calm me down. It feels different like everything is changing every moment whenever I look outside.

I walked away from there towards the balcony door right across my room and slid the door open walking out I closed my eyes feeling the night breeze hit my skin. Walking to lean against the railing I lit a cigarette taking in the night view and trying to blow out every worry inside my mind along with the smoke. Taking a long drag of cigarette I blew out the smoke as if my life depends on it. I don't understand for how long do I have to let this shit torment me.

Tears started forming in my eyes as I took another puff of my cigarette.

I still remember that day clear as crystal. We were happy me, mom and dad. And than suddenly the accident. I wish I wasn't so stubborn that day. Those filthy hands touching me, that dark basement, their voices, everything's as clear as day in my mind. Every time I wake up from these nightmares I can't help but remember that time. It makes me wanna scrape my skin and torn everything apart. A drop of tear rolled down my eyes staining me cheeks.

"Only if it wasn't for my stubbornness. Only if I could go back at times." I said crying heavily that my voice cracked and breath hitching in my throat.

"Mom, dad why did you leave me? I miss you" I said weeping and muttering to myself tears dripping down on the floor as I rested my head bowing down over the railing. Finally I wiped my tears after crying until my cigarette burned halfway.

I took the final puff of my cigarette before crushing it's butt down on the floor and tossing it out of the balcony. I stayed out for few more moments feeling the cold breeze hit my face before wiping my face using the back of my hands once again and walked back inside my room. I closed the blinds and laid down on the bed staring up above the ceiling blankly.

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