Love The Way You Lie

chapter 11

"It can take years to mold a dream. It takes only a fraction of a second for it to be shattered."

Two years later

Life is all about making difficult choices, The choices may depend upon us or the fate. In my case, my fate vanished my identity and my choice vanished my existence. I was a bastard girl of a rapist who raped my mother with brutality. Technically, I could have fought for the property which my stepdad gave my mom after the divorce, but I decided to leave and walk away from this life. I settled myself in a new environment, the environment where there were no friends, family and most importantly no Adonis. For the initial stages, I used to live in a rented apartment but due to lack of money and no job, I had to leave the house and became homeless. I wandered on the streets for a couple of days and finally, my body gave up and I collapsed. After I woke up I found myself on a bed, I saw kids of different age groups surrounded my bed with keen eyes. I took a brief look at the room and wondered what place was it. I went out of the room and found myself loitering in the hall, I asked the watchkeeper what place was it, his reply gave me a shock, The place I was trapped was an orphanage. The coterminous miserable events started to began, I was bullied, forced to do petty crimes and most importantly I was raped multiple times. I started to go into a depression and found a friend who helped me to survive the cruelty of the orphanage, The friend was alcohol. I became an alcoholic and started to do stuff which I shouldn't have done it. The routine of my day was very simple Torture, Alcohol, Sleep, Repeat. Day by day I started to lose my identity and turn into some kind of imbecile goon who had no motives in life. I wanted to get out of this miserable life, my only chance to get off this place was Michael. I wrote numerous amount of letter to him but to my hardship, I didn't receive any kind of answer. Breakdowns had become normal for me, cause the chances of me to go out of this obnoxious place started to get slim. One day I received a letter, I opened the letter, there wasn't a name written but the message was "Coming soon."

Back in the late 90's, this orphanage was established. The orphanage was divided into 2 sets of groups the ward A where all the shrewd, cruel and opportunist people used to stay, ward C where all innocent, obedient people used to live.

Every year there was an election held among the ward to determine who will become the speaker of their respective wards. For this year I was the speaker of ward C and Sasha a brunette girl with a well-built physique was the speaker of ward A.

Today morning, I got a letter from the committee of our orphanage that a meeting was organized at the co-curricular hall for the discussion of the list of event to be carried in this calendar year, so the respected speakers of both the wards were called to create the list of events.

I went to the entrance of the hall and found that it was closed, the lights which led the way towards the hall shut down suddenly.

Bang! Something hit the back of my head very hard, I could hear the sound of giggles and slowly I was knocked out.

I opened my eyes and started to analyze where was I?

I was tied to a stool and there was absolute silence in the room, this room intimidated me cause there were blood stains on the wall and cannibalistic images were drawn.

I could hear noises of footsteps come nearer, So I narrowed my eyes to see who was that.

I saw a shadow emerge nearer with a wooden plank in hand, finally, I got to see the face it was the speaker of the ward A, Sasha.

"Back out from the post of the speaker or follow my commands."

I looked with utter disbelieve that it was Sasha because she seemed quite decent to me, kudos to her cause she deciphered her personality quite well.

"Can't you hear me, bitch?"

I spat on her face and gave her a grin. She clenched her jaw and called her battalion. They had various tools of the toolbox in their hand, they called it the "torture rack".

Sasha slapped me hard and my earring fell on the floor. She took a hold of a screwdriver and drilled it through my right ear.

I shouted in pain and blood dripped from my chin. They took needles and craved "whore" on my thighs, I screamed to tears but they were unaffected.

They untied me and threw me on the floor, I crashed hard on the floor and felt dizzy.

They escaped the room cause the warden of our orphanage had come for rescue. I somehow clawed my way to the door and grab the foot of the warden.

I was immediately taken to the medical room where I got stitches on my head, ears and crepe bandages were wrapped all over my body.

I was shifted to my room and was asked to rest. My head started to ache and I became anxious, I got up from my bed and took a bottle of alcohol out which I hid behind the wardrobe.

My tears started to drip as I drank alcohol, I was so depressed that my mind continuously thought to give up.
I started to search for a sharp object so that I could end it at once.

I couldn't find any object to kill myself, so I sat on the floor and watched the balcony as I cried. The cool breeze came inside and the curtains started to wave in the air.

I hallucinated the image of my mom calling me in the dark sky, I was attracted to the image of my mom and started to walk towards it.

I stood over the balcony and saw the stars glitter at the black sky, I thanked God to give me life and wanted to return to him with peace. I looked down, it felt like my mother called me to go to sleep and I was pulled towards it.

I was about to jump, but I was pushed back again in the room by someone. He stood upright at the window, I glanced at him with dizzy eyes and it was filled with tears.

I cried and exclaimed "Michael".

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