Oneshots Rüyam

My Worst Nightmare 🌸

Everything is over.

Everything is done.

I take a deep breath and clear the fog from the mirror, revealing my reflection. There's no trace of the once-happy girl who had no worries in the world. My eyes are swollen from crying, and my body feels stiff after staying under the hot water for so long. I couldn't pull myself together to get out because once I started crying I just couldn't stop. I let it all out—my anger, frustration, and pain. Now, I guess the only thing left is to move on...

Just like he did.

A lonely tear rolls down my eye, and I brush it off roughly. He doesn't deserve a single tear of mine, even though he's the love of my life. But he decided to move on, to leave me like he swore he wouldn't which broke my heart even more.

All I can feel is pain and suffering after my dad's death. That nearly killed me, and knowing that my mom was involved made it so much worse. I started working to be able to be independent of her because just being in the same house where Uncle Esref died is too much to bear.

I want to run away, to go somewhere no one knows me, where I can be just Rüya Arkan and not carry the weight of my parents' actions.

Maybe this way, I'll be able to escape the chaos inside me and around me.

I open the tap and wash my face with cold water to erase all traces of my crying. I then quickly do my routine of putting cream on my body before I get dressed in my pyjamas, even though it's still the afternoon. I don't plan on leaving home anyway, so there's no issue with me spending the day curled up in my bed.

I hear my phone ringing on the nightstand beside me, and I sigh. The last thing I want to do is talk to anyone, so I ignore it. I pull back the blankets and quickly slip into bed, but the phone rings again, making me roll my eyes in frustration. Reluctantly, I check the screen, and when I see it's Asi, I quickly answer.

"Asi, is everything okay?" I ask as soon as I answer the phone, sensing something isn't right. If she's calling, it must be serious.

"Rüya, listen to me. I don't have much time, and I know Yaman will be furious if he finds out I'm telling you this, but..." Her voice is low and I immediately sit up in bed, feeling anxious. I've been waiting for answers since Yaman broke up with me, and it sounds like I'll finally get them.

"But what?" I urge her on, gripping the phone tighter.

"Look, Tolga's father is a psychopath—someone from our past who made us live through hell as kids. Yaman saw him the night of your birthday; ever since, he's been focused on getting revenge. Alaz found out he's trafficking organs from the street kids now, and it's driving Yaman crazy." She explains, her words coming out in a rush.

I take a deep breath, trying to absorb what she's saying, and my stomach twists with worry and confusion swirling inside me.

"Yaman still loves you, Rüya" Asi continues, her tone softening. "He's just caught up in all of this, and he's trying to protect you by keeping his distance. That's why he broke up with you."

Relief washes over me as my eyes prick with tears. I knew something big was up when I saw him last night at his house and he evaded the truth, but I never imagined it would be this horrible and dangerous.

"And Leyla?" I ask, needing to know more even though it would kill me to know if he actually has something with her.

"She's Zafer's daughter and we're using her to get closer to him and gather information. Yaman doesn't have any feelings for her, he just made it seem that way to protect you and keep you out of this mess."