SMILE

8. Cry as much as you want.

I was supposed to walk back home and not stalk her.

But

Who am I kidding?

I am not stupid to let her walk away ,without knowing where she lives.

For all I know she might not appear in front of me tomorrow.

And for God's sake ,she was covered In Blood when I found her.

So after when she disappeared from my sight. I traced her steps.

And soon she was in my view again.

It hurts when I look at her.

I don't know why but I feel like it was me who abandoned her.

She's entering a meek looking house. Not sure if I can call it a home.

It's not a home for Raven.

Why isn't she going in?

The fear is visible on her face.

Now I know whatever tortured her lives inside that house.

And how fucking strong is she that she's walking back to it.

I was going to go away but seeing the fear made me wanna stop and check if she's alright or not.

I don't know why the air is so thick right now? I can cut it with a knife if I want.

I am debating whether I should go in or not.

She'd be disappointed in me, if she finds out that I didn't follow the rules laid out by her.

But I decide to go in anyway.

The moment I stepped in , all I was able to see was red.

A fucking jerk was trying to sexually harass Raven.

I am going to crush his ribs and mix them with his spine and feed him to the mad dogs.
Even then I'm taking it easy.

I pull the jerk off her and start throwing punches at his face.

It's clear that he has no idea, who is doing what to him, I think all he's feeling is pain.

He's going to need a plastic surgery when I'm
Done with him.

After ten minutes of beating the brains out of the jerk, I stop. He's breathing. That's called Mercy.

I am still angry. He's a wastage of air and resources. All sexual predators are. They all need to go and burn in hell.

I get up and I hear someone groaning. It's not him because he's knocked out, it's someone else.

I look towards an ugly looking couch.

And notice a woman trying to get up. Her hair are exactly like Raven.
She's her mom.

But she's not getting up to check on her daughter. She's getting up to get her drugs.
I feel disgusted.

How can a mother be this ignorant?

I walk towards Raven and she's shivering from fear. Tears falling down her eyes

That's it.

She's not living here anymore.

I can't let her live with that joke and this scum bag.

The whole place is a mess.
It's feels like Raven is her mother's mother.

What will happen if she comes with me?

I don't care about that but I'm taking her with me.

Its making me feel tortured, when I think about her in this place

I get down on my knees, trying to talk to her. But she's not saying a word.

She looks up at me with her swollen eyes, they are telling me that she's relieved to see me.

"Hey, again"
"Hi" she weakly whispers.

Sadness is radiating off her, I can see why she went to the bridge.

I want to make her smile because I want to see how it looks on her.

"Come on" I tell her, slowly taking her hand in mine. But she pulls it back.

"Hey, I won't hurt you" I can understand say why she doesn't want me to touch her. She was being sexually harassed, just a few minutes ago.

But somehow I know she'll trust me "trust me" I say with pleading eyes.

She looks at me, and after having a battle with her brain. She nods slightly.

I take her hand in mine and gently pull her up.

She's so light. I feel like I'm handling a feather .

I walk out of the house with her.

This is the last time. She's entering the house alone.

I won't say anything about what just happened.

I just want her to trust me and come with me and never ever return to that hell hole.

I was lost in my thoughts when I felt her hand leaving mine which was followed by a thud.

What?

I look back, and see raven on the ground. She's too weak to walk.
I am so stupid. I was making her walk. How can I be so idiotic?

She's crying but I don't know what to say to make her feel better.

There's nothing.

I can't say I am here for you.

Sometimes words means nothing until or unless ,someone really tries to make the other person feel better.

That can be done with the help small gestures.

I bend down to her level.

"You trust me right?" I say while turning around so my back is facing her.

I can't see her face. But I know the answer already.

Why do I keep asking that?
I am scared that any second now she might run away from me.
Why am I scared?
I am the one helping her.
But it feels like I lost her already once.

"Hop on, I promise I won't do anything" I'll carry her on my back.
She can't walk ,she's too straved to do that.

After ten minutes of awkward silence, I hear her shifting and then I feel her weak body on mine.

I was not wrong. She is as light as a feather.

I hear her sniffle because she's trying to fight back the tears.
But
I want her to cry out all the pain.
She has been crying alone for so long.
Not anymore .

"Raven, cry" as soon as those words left my lips, her body stiffens up a bit.

But I continue.
"Cry as much as you want, scream. I won't say a word. I won't try to fill your heart with shallow and empty promises" I stop and feel some tears fall on my neck.

She must be thinking I'm crazy. Most people would tell her to stop crying. For me that's the stupidest thing to do.

People only cry when they can't take it anymore. When their heart had enough.
Crying is not a sign of weakness.

I want her to scream her pain out.
Because.
I continue,
" But I promise that this is the last day you are crying. I won't let that happen again"

And this is not an empty promise.

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