!WARNING:
SENSITIVE CONTENT AHEAD!
Nandini
I closed the door of the bathroom with a soft click.
My body....it felt heavier to carry.
My eyebrows creased as the drunk man's words replayed in my mind.
-“Girls like you are sluts anyways.”
I felt nauseous again.
A shuddering breath left my lips.
I can't live like this. I can't keep on being like this.
Weak, vulnerable, dependent....
My eyelids felt heavier slowly.
I knew I was getting hypnotized by my past again.
I stared blankly at the water flowing from the running tap.
I could see two hands...getting closer to me...
A shiver ran down my spine at once.
I closed my eyes and let out another shuddering breath.
Now I got a glimpse of a certain someone's face.
Smiling at me.
I opened my eyes.
It's haunting me, again.
Running a hand over my face, I felt my breathing starting to get shallower.
I leaned closer to the sink and splashed water on my face.
More than five times....but nothing worked.
I broke down again, yet, kept splashing water on my face.
Why am I like this?
Holding the sink, I sat down on the bathroom floor.
Reaching out for the shower with my right hand, I turned it on, letting the bathroom fill with the sound of it.
My head hurts.
And I do feel like trash...
I know...
It wasn't my fault...
It was never my fault....
I sobbed quietly, resting my head on my knees.
Why did that have to happen?
Goosebumps formed in my body as I remembered.
Neither could I save myself in the first time.
Nor he stopped trying.
Fuck, I was so dumb.
Idiot, naive....I knew nothing.
Nothing about the differences between good touch and bad touch.
Calming down after awhile, my gaze dropped on my reflection on the mirror again.
My hand unconsciously went up to wipe my clean cheeks, harshly.
Because I was the only one seeing the stains...
I shook my head, my eyes burnt red from crying as I tried to clean the stains that were never there.....but only in my subconscious mind.
Because in my own mind, I was tarnished.
Maybe as an insecurity, that if anyone ever saw these stains I'm carrying...
They might feel disgusted.
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