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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.

After a few minutes, I took out my diary and began writing about my day. Once I was done, I closed it, freshened up, and changed into an oversized T-shirt and shorts.

I picked up the novel I was reading and went to the balcony, settling into the swing chair before losing myself in the pages.

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 that exist.
Him loving me like there is no tomorrow.
Him burning the whole world for me. And again, it's not possible. Is there any man who can love me like that? I chuckled sadly knowing that it is impossible for someone to love me the way I desire.

Though I didn’t believe in love, a small part of my heart wanted to.

In my diary, I wrote about how I wanted to be loved, and how I wanted to love my man. I am hopelessly romantic at heart, yet terrified of heartbreak. And not to forget how my past ruined Me in a best possible. The mere thought of love makes me panic.

Pushing all the thoughts aside I, Engrossed in my novel, I suddenly heard the doorbell ring making me startle. I got up and opened the door, only to see my mom standing there, tired and exhausted from work.

I gave her a little space to come inside, and then locked the door behind her.

As I was about to head to my room, I glanced back and saw my father still asleep, deep and unconscious. I sighed quietly and went up to my room.

After some time, there was a soft knock at my door. When I opened it, I found my mom standing there again, concern in her eyes.

"Do you want something, maa?" I asked

"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.

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