CHAPTER 16

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KRISTINE'S P.O.V.~

Sam looks so broken. He is a mess, his hair is disheveled. Moreover he is awfully silent. He doesn't speak a single word since we leave the campus.

 He doesn't speak a single word since we leave the campus

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I drive us to a beach. I am leaning against the car while Sam is sitting on the sand and is deep in thoughts.

So I leave him alone for some time. He needs to calm down.

I am really curious about his past. And I guess that his dark past is related to the 'dual appearances'. I close my eyes to feel the coastal winds.

Just then Sam speaks out,
"I'm sorry." He says retaining the same sitting posture.

I walk up to him and sit near him.
"What for?" I ask

"I am sorry for making you feel insulted in front of others. I am really sorry." He says with a cracked voice which is enough for anyone to know that he has been crying.

I place my hand on his shoulder which makes him look up at me. I smile and make sure that it is sincere and does not carry any pity.

"Sam, believe me, you never insulted me. But yeah it's true that I am angry with you." I fold my arms and pout.

God! I never acted this childish in my life. Well not until now. And I'm happy that my little act brought a smile on his face. Satisfied with his reaction I continue,
"I am really angry you know. I washed the car all by myself and after picking you up from the Uni, I even planned to go out for shopping. Also I wanted to show off this beauty."I say gesturing towards the car.
What? He has a Lamborghini! A little show off will not hurt.

"Show off ? Really?" He says before chuckling. So finally the old Sam is back.

"Whatever!" I reply while playfully rolling my eyes.

"Well I must say you drive well. Too bad,I couldn't enjoy it properly. " He praises my driving.

"Don't worry, I will make you enjoy my driving one day." I say while he gave me goofy grin and probably this is the first time I don't want it to disappear.

"Well Sam, what happened in your past?" As soon as I ask, his grin dropps and can't help but feel extremely guilty for that.

"Look Sam, you know you can talk to me. Come on spill it up. Moreover Sam, I know you didn't tell me the whole story behind this fack appearance. I am all ears Sam, come on tell me." I insist.

He is silent for some time before narrating his past.

"When I was in elementary school, I didn't know that I had amnesia. It was only after a horrible incident that I got to know about my condition."

He pauses before continuing.

"I was always being bullied by my classmates because of this amnesia. They used to fool me by simply saying that I promised to complete THEIR works even if I never promised them anything. And being the naive and helpful one, I always did what they asked me to do. But soon enough I started to realise that they are using me for their own benefits.

So one day when they submitted their blank worksheets to me, I refused to do their work. They cursed me, but still I didn't budge. They lost their patience and started beating me. I cried for help but no one came to rescue me. They kicked, slapped and even punched me, really hard. I was brutally beaten up and ultimately lost my consciousness.

I didn't know how, but I ended up in a hospital. That was the first time I saw my dad crying. Mark was a cry baby so he was not included.

This incident drastically changed my life.

One day jokingly Mark proposed the idea of pretending to be a nerd and an introvert. He said that if I would act and look like a nerd and moreover if I completely seclude myself from the mainstream no one would actually feel comfortable enough to be around me and start would eventually start ignoring me.

Believe me, I was shocked and a bit agitated at first but when I properly thought about it, I felt that, that's the only way to protect myself.

In the meanwhile I was transfered to a different school for a new start.
And let me tell you Mark's idea really worked. I was never approached by anyone again and even if someone did, I simply ignored them.

It's true that I really felt horrible to ignore the ones who genuinely cared about me. So since then I am like this"
He narrates his past and I am just speechless.

But then suddenly a thought strikes me.

"Hey! So you mean it's only you, who is playing this game of pretending?" I ask him and he just nods.

"But then why was Mark looking nerdish if he is not a part of it?" I ask which gains me a smile.
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I really apologize for my grammatical and spelling errors in the previous chapters, even though I know it's already quite late for an apology.

Through this I also thank
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English is not our first language so we can't guarantee you that this chapter is devoid of mistakes. We also can't guarantee that there will be no more errors in the future.

Also thanks to all others who supported and guided me till here.

And a special thanks to everyone who is reading this book.

Now it seems like the end note. But no! You have a lot to deal with.😉

Have a good day/night !

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