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ITHA'S POV

As I reached my house, I took out my spare key and unlocked the door. As I stepped inside the house a strong alcohol smell hit my nostrils making me nauseous. I saw my father laying on a couch unconscious for how long I don't know. I just hurriedly went to my room and locked it from inside. I lay on the bed exhausted. I took out my diary and started writing about my day. After that I closed my diary and got freshen up, changed into oversized t-shirt and shorts. I took a novel which I was reading and went to balcony sat on the swing chair and started reading.

I found myself drowning into the book. How I wish I had my fictional man beside me and comfort me. Him whispering sweet nothings to my ears. Him taking all my insecurities away. Him loving me like I am the only woman exist. Him loving me like there is no tomorrow. Him burning the whole world for me. And again, it is not possible. Is there any man who can love me like this? I chuckled sadly knowing that it is impossible for someone to love me like that.

Though I don't believe in love somewhere, some part of my heart wants to believe in love. In my diary I wrote how I want to be loved. How I want to love "My Man." I am someone who is hopelessly romantic but again I don't want to get heartbroken. As I engrossed in my novel, I heard the doorbell ring. I got up and went to open the door only to see my mom standing there tired and exhausted due to work I gave her some space to come inside, and I locked the door. When I was about to go to my room I turned back and saw my father was still sleeping unconscious. I sighed and went to my room. After some time, someone knocked at my door. When I opened the door, I saw my mom standing there.

"Do you want something, maa?"

"No. I just came to see you. How is everything going on? As your college got over what you are thinking to do?" my mom bombarded with questions.

"Everything is going well. And about what I am going to do I really don't know I am just thinking to pack my luggage and do shopping of necessary things I needed." I told her to which she nodded.

"So? How are you, maa? You look so tired. Do u want to have some coffee? I asked my mom

"I am good, Itha. I am just tired and about coffee I really want some." She told me as I was about to go

"Itha"

"Yes, maa"

"I am going to miss you"

"Maa, please don't make it difficult for me. I miss you too maa. I already started missing everything and everyone." I told her controlling my tears

"Itha just remember I will be with you. I am just one call away beta." She told me to which I nodded and said "I know, maa. I love you mumma."

I made 2 cup of coffee and gave one cup of coffee to my mom. We sat in silent. sipping the coffee.

As it was dinner time, I came out of my room to eat something just then I saw my father stumbling when he is walking and finally when he reached the kitchen, he poured one glass of alcohol and again got drunk. I waited for him to leave so I can go to kitchen and serve myself food. Once he left, I served my food I ate it quietly and even my mom joined me. we talked and we finished our food with little bit of laughing and little bit of talking about my childhood days. I headed back to my room I tried to sleep but sleep was far away from my eyes. So, I went to my balcony I stared at moon and stars, and I felt peace seeing them. I always adored the moon I don't know but whenever I feel sad it was there to comfort me just being present. As I stood there watching them, I took out my phone from my pockets and played a music. I smiled all my sadness fading away even it is temporary, I am happy. This is how my everyday life looks like. Though I don't get nightmare and a little bit of panic attacks every day.

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