what's Real ?

chapter 2

Chapter 2

I freeze on the spot .
I don't even have to turn around to be able to tell who this is .
Why is he here !?

“ Not even gonna turn around to see me ? ” he asks in a deep voice .
It's not a sexy deep voice . It's rather disgusting how bad he sounds.

“ hey …” I turn around and try to hide my terror as I face him “ long time no see to you too” I laugh awkwardly as I push his hand away from me .

He scoffs “ I thought you had left Assam as a whole , to think you're still in the city, Evara .”
“ Yes, I'm still here . And it's none of your business . Dayan.” I say in a cold tone . Hoping he would find me boring and go away .

He laughs .
He laughs hard . And this annoys me . A lot .

A few seconds pass by , him laughing hard . It reminds me of those times . Times I would rather forget .
I don't even think twice as I punch his laughing face with all my force .
He stops laughing. Every other person around us is staring .

Drip. Drip .
I look up to see Dayan’s  nose bleeding.
Fuck .did I hit him that hard ?

“ You bitch ! ” he shouts as he grabs his nose . Bleeding nose to be precise.
It's almost like he had a late reaction.

I don't look left or right , I don't listen to the murmurs my keen ears are making me listen to . I don't hear the curses Dayan is throwing at me .
I run . I run as fast as I can .

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As soon as I reached home I locked the door shut and immediately went into my blanket .

It's been roughly 2 hours now since I got into it . But I don't want to get out . It feels as if the moment I get out , everyone is going to pounce at me and strangle me to death .
Who is this everyone? I don't know . Just someone . People, maybe. A lot of people.

My hands and legs were cold from the momentary panic , they are a lot better now , but still feel slightly weak .
I look at the time on my phone.
The bright screen flashes the time at me . 9:58 pm .
Great . I'm skipping dinner too . I hope a chicken roll will help me get through the night .

I put my phone on charging and get back into my blanket and close my eyes .
Sleep Evara . Sleep .

15 minutes.
18 minutes.
34 minutes.

How come I can't sleep tonight !?
Why is sleep such a thing , that you doze off when you don't want to and can't sleep when you really want to . Need to .
This doesn't make sense !

I give up trying to sleep and grab my tablet.
I scroll through my old pictures .
I'm not the type of person to click a lot of pictures but , thanks to my childhood friends, including Chris, I do have pictures of myself. My mom also urged me to click pictures. Said these memories will be remembered this way . She wasn't wrong though.

I'm barely smiling in every picture.
I don't know what's up with me . I can't seem to express my emotions on my face properly when I want to , but it's so obvious when I try to hide my emotions.
My face muscles are fucked up too . Just like my head and my sleep hormones.

I remember being so happy at the moments these pictures were taken … but if you look at the pictures , it seems I'm so sad or something .
It's become something like this. I think I'm smiling when I'm posing for a picture but when the picture comes out ,  it would seem I'm barely smiling.

Dang it .
Why does it happen !?
At this point , I don't click pictures anymore.
To be honest, there is no memory worth remembering in my current life .
I laugh at myself as I keep scrolling.

My sleep hormones finally kicked in and before I knew it , I dozed off .

Please don't let me have nightmares again tonight.