Loving That Stranger

Part 2

I woke up with a severe headache.It was a Monday morning. I was not able to sleep properly whole night and when finally  I drifted to sleep it was already the time for school.

I left my bed after a lot of struggle and directly went to washroom. While taking shower I felt like getting lost in the water. Each drop of water dripping down my body reminded me of my existence. I felt like shouting, I felt like screaming his name. I had the sudden urge to bang my head against mirror.when I saw myself in mirror I was unable to differentiate between tears and water on my face.It reminde me of the time when I always used to ask dad that why can't I cry?.He used to reply that Angels never cry.I never used to cry earlier whatever the situation might be.The first time when I cried in public or except forin front of  my father, it was my parent's funeral. Even the thought of it increases my heart beat . Before that no one saw my tears. Maybe my mom once or twice. yeah mom saw my tears AT THAT TIME.

I shrugged all the thoughts of my past and came out of bathroom as I was superlate for my job .Handling high school kids is a tough job.I never planned to become a teacher but my lecture giving ability made me one. Don't get shocked, earlier I used to speak alot. As in literally. .alot.

I wore blue denims, cream coloured tight shirt. With  brown peep toed boots.And I hurried for school in my car.

It was s long day as usual. I was sitting in a staff room and looking at the fellow teachers who were either busy discussing about their husbands or boyfriends or busy texting them.Since I can't do both I decided to take a walk on school ground.I was about to leave my chair my cell phone vibrated.It was a call,from some private number.

"hello?"...

The voice on the other side made my blood boil.But I decided to compose myself.

"Hello? ohh wait...is it Scarlet? as in Scarlet Watson? "

"No , this is Scarlet Aniston." I snapped

"Ohhh sorry I called you by mistake....by the way I am busy with some charitable work for poor kids.....talk to you later".

Before I could reply the line was disconnected.wow just wow.

I was damn tired. I decided to sleep as soon as I reached home. But I called Courtney first to know her health and for one more thing....

"hey, how are you court? "

"how do u know" her voice was clearly screaming that she was ill.

"Read your status just now"

"ohh...yeah, okay, listen Scarlet,ummm.... it's your parent's ....I mean.....third death anniversary tomorrow. ...so three of us will be coming..ok honey?"....depression and sadness was clearly filled in her voice. Three of them were too close to my parents. Adam was my mom's favourite. She treated him like her own son.

"Yeah ofcourse. ..I called for that too "I said sadly.

We talked little more until courtney's attempt to make me laugh fulfiled.What an irony, I called her to ask for her health and here she was consoling me.I hate this.

I finally went to bed.I promised myself that I will do 'it'.....tomorrow.

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