Chapter_eight

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Ferra's P.O.V:
I slowly opened my eyes and looked around, trying to ignore my throbbing head. The room was dark, but the strip of daylight filtering in through the gap in the curtains cast enough light for me to see the mismatched Ikea furniture, buried underneath piles of dirty clothes, books, old food wrappers and take-away boxes. Enough to tell my fuzzy brain I was not in my bedroom. I suppressed a groan.
Despite my blinding headache,and waking up in a strange bed,there was something else bothering me. I winced at the pain in my head as I rolled over. My haze landed on a mound in the bed next to me _a human-shaped mound. I sat up with a jolt. Oh my God!
My mouth dried out like a sand pit as I forced myself to swallow. I didn't.Did I?
Surely I would remember if we-fall asleep. But why he is beside me! He told me;it is my room. I peeked under the covers;and a rush of relief flooded through me;we were both fully clothed. As quietly as I could manage,I crept out of bed and tiptoed to a door in the far corner of the room.The door creaked as I opened it, making me flinch(nervous movement). It was a bathroom. I carefully closed the door behind me. Then I turned on the lights. And an array of male grooming products were scattered around the grubby sink unit. I was even more horrified by my reflection in the mirror. The bruises are still not dried out,but he applied the antiseptic cream's and stuffs on them. My eyes said 'zombie apocalypse'. I neated myself up as best as I could in this scuzzy bathroom.Uggh I hate that.
Tears automatically rolled out of my eyes for mom. Mom was right.I am a piece of bullshi*.
I want to get back to my normal life again without any hustle. I am dying for marijuana pills.It has been weeks I am without them. The house is a wreck. It looks like a war zone to me. Rubbish!! Plastic cups and bear bottles on the mantelpiece,all over the floor.That means last night he was badly drunk.Thin air of smoke hung in the air. I would smell the stale Stench of tobacco long after the last cigarette butt had been thrown away. What if he is a drug addict like me.LOL..That would be great!.I can leave the addiction from now because I am not dead without pills after not having them for weeks that means I will not be dead without them in the future,I hope so.But no!I will not leave it behind.I took it as a passion.I now want to die.
The wall clock read 6:38. I breathed a sigh of relief.Although that meant I had only managed a few hours of sleep.I want to go outside,but the fucking door is closed. I breathed a sigh of relief because he was not awake.As soon as I went closer to the windows of the hallway,something caught my waist with cold hands. I could feel the coldness because my midi dress was thin and I left my fur coat on the bed under the covers. I was sure of the hand:was of Ben's."Good morning,Baby carrot".He justified hugging me from behind which made me shy.
"Wait! Don't you ever call me with that!"..
"Oops..I am sorry honey!",he apologized and giggled softly which made my ears shiver.
I looked out the windows and saw the mushy green trees with scattered bushes here and there covered with snow.The weather seemed dull and the sky was cloudy.It seemed that the clouds are unwillingly soaked with water.
"You wait girl!.I am sure you will start drooling once you see the gift I bought for you. After all you are a young women with hormones.Just take a chill pill, I'll be back in a second".
I stared at the cloudy sky.He called me from behind and asked me how was it.

"Wow man!Is it for me?But I don't want it ,I want you to leave me alone

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"Wow man!Is it for me?But I don't want it ,I want you to leave me alone."Unwillingly I justified because a gift is always a gift and I never decline gifts and I was sure he gave me the purple floral skatter from his heart.His face became blank. It was clear sign of disappointment and dissatisfaction. He looked confused and sad. I thought he would cry but he didn't. He is a adult man,why would he cry just for a silly matter!.
"Gimme that'Thanks !"
"Go ahead. I know you ill look good and gorgeous" A great splash of happiness was visible in his eyes,he felt relieved after I went upstairs to change my outfit.
I went straight upstairs,locked the door of my bedroom,closed the curtains tightly and took off my dress slowly as I can. The condition of my chest was horrible. Undried bruises,scratches of metal,spots of tightly tied up ropes. I put on the floral skatter dress on and brushed my hair slowly. I felt good because the dress was short and was of-sleeves so that it doesn't touches my undried bruises.Yeah it was pretty  comfortable for me. I took a deep breath for braveness and wrapped myself up with the fur coat. I stepped for the last stair while Ben was looking outside the window holding one hand by another at his back.
It was clear for me that he was in  deep thoughts. I reached closer  to him and thanked him with a warm smile.
The window was opened, breezing air made my legs shiver.
He took  my wrist and made me closer to the wall,pushed me against the wall and and kept his hand beside my head pushing his hand on the wall....
~~~~Thank You So Much For Picking Up My Story To Read. I Can't Tell You How Much Your Support Means To Me.~_Kariah Adri_

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