Chapter 39: Moving On!

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Day 1:

I woke up screaming Anna's name. I had a very bad dream.
Dad woke up, he was sleeping on the sofa.

He made me drink water but I didn't.
It was 3 in the morning.

The realization that Anna left me hit me really hard. Tears started to fall again. I ignored dad and lied in my bed, covering myself from a blanket. Dad started patting on my back.

I couldn't sleep after that. Dad left the room after few hours. It was 6 in the morning.

Dad came back with a glass of juice, which I didn't even touch.

Whole day I stayed in bed without eating, drinking and talking.

Day 2:

I drank a glass of water, just because dad forced me to.

Dad didn't go office. Maybe he was afraid I'd harm myself.

Again I spent the whole day in bed, staring at the ceiling.

Dad brought lunch which I didn't even touch. He tried feeding me but I didn't eat.

Day 3:

I was tired of crying. I touched my phone after 2 days. I was dying to talk to Anna. I was missing her very badly.

Without thinking anything I dialed her number.

*The number you have dialed is switched off*

I threw my phone on the floor. I didn't even check it.
I was frustrated enough to deal with anyone.

I was angry that day.

Day 4:

I woke up in the hospital bed. I had no idea how I ended up there. Dad was beside me. Then he told me I fainted in the washroom last night. I barely remembered anything.

I realized I hadn't eaten anything from past 3 days.

"Dad I'm hungry." I said with eyes full of tears. Dad smiled. I felt like I spoke after ages.

Dad brought soup for me and fed me. I ended up in a hospital just because a girl left me. Was I that weak?

Day 5:

I walked in the hospital's garden with dad. He was telling me jokes and I was pretending to laugh.

The doctor suggested me to go home but dad wanted me to stay there for few more days. He was afraid something would happen to me.

I pretended to be normal but deep down I was dying. I just didn't want dad to worry about me.

Day 6:

I started eating by myself. I genuinely smiled at dad's random joke.

I got discharged.

Day 7:

I helped dad to cook dinner, after spending whole day watching series.

"I broke down when your mom left me. After 17 years of togetherness she left me. Just like you I too gave up in living. But I lived cause I had you. You became my reason to live.

I didn't chase her after that, because she left me for a reason. And I trusted her.

Starting few months weren't easy. But with time I got used to it. I always cherished our good memories.

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