Chapter 15

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Abhimanyu's POV

     I put on my leather jacket the next day at my house. If I was gonna be the bad boy, I need to feel that persona. I text Akira:

Abhi: Yo I've decided that I wanna just accept my reputation. Meet me n the empty science room after 3rd period.

Akira: Fine. But if this is a trick I swear you won't return in 1 piece...

Abhi: ...

Abhi: It's not I swear.

I put away my phone and get on my bike. I rev it up and head to what might be a very awful day.

I pulled up in the parking lot of the University and hurried into the campus. I couldn't wait for third period to just be over so I could explain my cover story to Akira. I just hope that she doesn't do anything stupid until I do.


Akira's POV


I was angry. Beyond anyone's imagination. So angry that I felt like ripping someones head off and putting it on a stake. That 'someone' being the one and only Sameera Sohoni. So that explains why I went after her first thing in the morning, around half an hour before first period. Then I saw her. Leaning against her car with her little 'friends' surrounding her. "Did you really think that I would let you escape after what you did? I had warned you. I told you that I would make your life a living hell. I always stick to my word." I say as I approach her. I punch her straight in the nose. She stumbled backwards into one of her friends and but a hand over her nose. It was bleeding. I kept on pummeling her and kept on throwing punches. I just couldn't stop. It was like I was being controlled by something that I can't resist. Something that comes from inside me. I feel myself being pulled away from Sameera by Abhi before I could cause any more damage. I was so busy in my own thoughts that I didn't even realize when she fell unconscious. Oh my god. What have I done?! I saw that Abhi was talking to me but I couldn't hear him. I could only see his lips moving. It was like I was in a trance that's impossible to get out of. I pushed past him and everyone else that was crowded around to watch the show. I rushed off to the empty science room and took out a test tube. I banged it against a desk until it broke into fractals of sharp glass. I picked up a piece that was exceptionally sharp and held it against my left wrist. I couldn't stand it. I had hurt someone to the point that they have to go to the hospital! This reminded me all too much of my brother and that I couldn't take. It was like reliving that moment all over again. Except this time I was the aggressor. That's what hurt the most. And all because of what? Because she spilled a secret! I slid it across once. Blood oozed out of my wrist. It hurt like hell but it was satisfying. Although, I don't want to end it all yet. I want to make myself suffer some more. So I bandaged up my wrist after cleaning up the blood and made sure no one could see what I had done. The bell for first period rang so I took my things and hurried off to class pretending everything was normal.


Abhimanyu's POV


I walked into the campus only to see that everyone was crowded around something. I pushed past all the people to see what was happening. It was Akira. Doing exactly what I was afraid of. She was punching Sameera senseless. Sameera was actually unconscious. Akira would definitely regret that if she was in her senses right now so I pulled her off her now unconscious enemy. I tried talking to her. Telling her that it was all gonna be okay. But she didn't even pay any attention to me. She looked at me but it was like she couldn't hear anything I was saying. She had this blank look in her eyes. She pushed me away and ran through the crowd into the building. I ran after her but lost her in the crowd. I guess I'll still see her after third period. I hope...


Akira's POV


It was just after third period. I had learned how to block out the pain surging through my wrist so no one notices. I head towards the empty science room to meet Abhi. He was already waiting outside the door. We both went in and closed the door behind us. "Look I know you're only here to protect me." I said, breaking the awkward silence. "How?!" He asked, baffled. "You wouldn't have pulled me off of Sameera if you really wanted to be a bad guy." I answered in a small voice. I was still feeling very guilty. I still didn't know what her situation was. I mean sure she spilled my darkest secret but she's still a human being. She doesn't deserve to suffer this much for a small betrayal. "Okay whatever, I don't care that you know I was gonna trick you because this is serious now. You need to show everyone that you're not gonna hide anymore. That you're gonna rise above all this drama." He said. He grabbed my left wrist to bring me to the door. I flinched and pulled my hand back. "Hey, show me your hand." Abhi said as he grabbed my wrist again but gently this time. He untied the bandage before I could stop him. He saw it. "Akira... W-What is this? Did you actually hurt yourself?! Why!? There are so many websites and institutions you can visit to help yourself! You could've come to us or your parents!" He ranted. I lost my patience. "But guess what! There's one thing that no one realizes abut those websites and institutions for suicide prevention. When you're suicidal, YOU DON'T WANNA BE SAVED!!! You actually want to get away with it. So you don't tell anyone. You isolate yourself. All that crap about no one being alone is just that. Crap. If no one notices, then no one will know. You didn't even find out until I flinched 'cause you grabbed my wrist! All these so called 'precautions' are plain bullshit! And the worst thing is that no one notices that and if they do, they don't bother to change it. 'Cause guess what, they don't care if anyone commits suicide until it's someone they know. Tell me honestly, did you actually, truly care about suicide prevention stuff until you found out that I'm suicidal?! No! You didn't! This is why I never made any friends. There's no point. They only see the smiles. Never the emotions behind it. Not one of you guys saw that I was internally crying, screaming for help ever since I told you guys about my secret because I was vulnerable. Not one. If no one cares enough about me to notice that then why should I care what other people think when I do something like this?! I don't care how guilty anyone might feel from all this, I just don't care anymore. I can't do this anymore. I give up..."

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