Fairy-Tale

22

-brain rot-

Jahnavi Rathore

"Are you furious?" She asks, her hands on the steering but attention over me.

I turn my head towards her," No, I am extremly happy that my mother decided something on her own, again."

She smiles,"So, you are furious." She decides.

I roll my eyes,"Were you serious back there?" I ask again.

Her smile falls,"I am serious about it."

I sigh,"No. Even if you are, then please forget about it because I am not going anywhere." I declare.

This time she sighs,"Why don't you understand?" She looks at me,"It'll do you no good here."

"How can you decide it for me,mom?" I exclaim.

"Because I am your mother. And stop with that nonsense about not leaving. You are leaving and that's final." She looks back at the road, her eyes stern.

I look at her.I want to tell her so many things,so many of them. But every time I try to tell her it just becomes pointless.

"You have to give up on that stubborn nature."she says.

I look away from her and stare at the window, blinking the tears back. Fuxk. Relax, you are stronger than this. Just a disagreement can't, shouldn't make me sad and teary.

I force my focus on her, she drives the car, focused and calm.

I gave up, mom.

I gave up several times and I am on the verge of giving up on my life,too.

I just want peace, that's all I want. I swear I feel more tired now than I was while on the trip. The memory of the trip further ruins my mood.

When we reach, the security opens the gate and the car moves deeper into the property. The car comes to the halt even before reaching the parking,"I'll park the car. Go take some rest." I nod numbly.

I unbuckle my seatbelt and reach to the door.

"Are you still having them? The nightmares?" She asks softly.

I sigh and get off the car but hold the door,there was no point in this conversation with her. She would always act like this, I know she cares but she doesn't know how to care, which is weird.

I grip the car door firmly," No." Relief washes over face but there is doubt over her face," Are you okay?" She asks again.

"-And I am glad you lie to them. They don't deserve the truth. They aren't someone you should consider telling the truth"

Weirdly it reminds me of him, I shake off the thought. I nod and walk in. The hall looks empty and the staff roaming around the kitchen busy preparing the dinner. I get into the elevator and walk to my room. It doesn't look like anyone's home. Other wise it's usually chaos.

I tap the card and get in, welcomed by the utter mess I left before leaving. It instantly gives me a headache. I can't do this now, instead I leave into my closet and come back in comfortable clothes.