Heal Me

6. Unknown text

She is the broken girl,
She is living on the edge of night.
She is a broken girl,
She need someone like you.

:)

Esha's pov:
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"Hey Angel "

I looked at the unknown text keenly.who is this.i don't know .

Maybe someone has got the wrong number .

I nodded my head thinking that and unknowingly a sad smile appeared on my face realising that how this person is refering someone as an angel .how cute that is .

And here I am .who has no one to even share her slight pain .heck,no one even wants to look at me for once so why would someone hear me.

I shook my head and thought to answered this text .

"Sorry,who are you?"

I sent the text and I didn't even put the phone back on the table when again a new text appeared.

Phone haath mein hi lekar betha tha kya.

I chuckled amd opened the text.

" Umm,I know you but you don't know me .I mean you also know me,but still you don't know me."

I furrowed my brows after reading the response.

I huffed and started typing again.

" Sorry but I thing you got the wrong number." I again texted and saw the other person was typing.

"No,I am got the right number and also the right person."

That person replied and I furrowed my brows.

So I decided to talk to that person.

{Right side is for text from esha and right is from Ishaan.}

"Oh really ,then tell me who are you."

"That I can't tell you.but yeah,I can
Assure you that I am not bad.i just want to
Be friends with you."

"Sorry , I don't talk to strangers.you can find someone else."

"No,I said I am not stranger baby doll and I just want to talk ."

"I said naa,I don't talk with strangers.amd I am not some babydoll.stop messaging me otherwise I will complain about you to police."

I know I am being angry without any reason ,but this time I won't let anyone enter in my life and shatter me again.

Also ,i want to releive my frustration by anyhow.amd then this unknown text appeared so I just burst out .

"You know i felt like you will look hot while
Looking angry with red cheeks and an cute angry pout on your face."

My mouth wide opened when I heard no no...saw his message.is he serious.

"Listen dude ,you can imagine my angry face in your dreams ...and I will block you now.goodbye."

I saw him typing ,but before I can received another text,I blocked him.

I felt more sad now.

I felt like I did wrong.i was actually enjoying this talk.but then,i am also afraid,if someone find out that I am again talking to some stranger,then this time definately I will be grounded for sure,and they will never let me complete my studies.

My life will surely become a living hell.its not like my life is better now from hell .it is also hell...but still better .

You can understand my situation if you also went through this.

I will tell you why I am saying this.so I am receiving this statement from my family since I was in 12th .

At that time I was like so much depressed that i felt I will die if someone didn't hear me out.

I heard in school that some girls secretly talk to some stranger boys on their phones when their parents are not at home.

I thought why don't I also make an online friend who will listens to me.guve me suggestions .Share my happiness and grief.

Not some boy...I was also ok with girls.

So at that time,a boy sent me request on Instagram.

I accept it.i didn't messaged him first but still he did.

So I just went with flow.in some days,we became good friends.he shared his past with me how he was addicted to drugs and then came out with the help of family.

But still I wasn't comfortable with sharing my family things about how they treat me.

Hai toh family hi naa.

But then when I got comfortable ,god knows where Bhai got to know,and he warned me about it and also tell mom about it.

From that time,she started saying saying more foul words to me...like bad ,slut...and many more.

But Bhai warned me and persuade mom to continue my studies.

I wasn't angry at that they stopped me from talking to that boy,because at that I was minor and also i didn't know about this cruel world.

But still they way she started calling me with names...every time taunts me when i do some things wrong ,it pricked my heart badly.

Knowing my own mother does that...and my other family members just see this without stopping her .

Although they sometimes pity me and trying to save me...but still somewhere ,they also take me as a burden.

I felt the hor tears streaming down on my cheeks.

God...how much you want me to suffer .

I wiped my tears and laid on the bed.

Because of beatings and crying,I was really exhausted ,so I didn't realise when darkness consumed me and I went into peacefully deep slumber.

Chalo kahi toh Shanti hai.

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To be continued.....