"Stop it....don't come near me" I screamed taking some steps back. I could feel a small knife in the dressing table and I took it and hid it behind me. I don't know what it is doing here but I am glad I found it. I said it to myself. "Go away "I said again taking more steps back but I could still see his tall figure walking towards me in the dark. Suddenly I came to a sudden halt and felt the coolness of wall on my back. I could feel a shudder run through my body and felt myself panicking even more.
I saw him smirking and say" Where will you run now, Ana? Don't make me come there little girl." My grip on my knife tightened. I saw him standing in front me within thirteen seconds. I heard a high-pitched voice and realized that it was mine.
"Wake up, Ana. It's fine. Wake up" I opened my eyes and saw the blurry image my older-brother, George shaking my shoulders to wake me up. He had a pained expression in his face from which I came to know that he knew what I dreamed about. He sat on my bed and wrapped his arms around me. I flinched from the contact at first but then relaxed and hugged him back. I knew I was covered in sweat but my brother didn't mind and before I knew I started crying. He broke our hug and brought me a glass of water.
"I wish I could hit that fucktard right in his face and give him all the pain he has given you and for all of your sleepless nights but you know I can't because of the relation we have with him." He said. "I think you should say it to momma and then we could file case against him."
I nodded. I knew I shouldn't keep this from our mother. But how could I tell it to her? This could destroy her relation with our family members back home and I didn't want that to happen.
George kept on staring at me with a raised eyebrow expecting an answer. We have had this conversation many times before and like every time I gave him the same answer. I was still shaking from the memory of years ago but my tears had eventually dried up. I chugged down the glass of water and said "Someday".
He sighed and took my hand enveloping in his. His blue eyes looked straight into my brown eyes and said "This happens to you every night. Maybe I am exaggerating but twice or thrice a week. You haven't slept properly since it all happened when we were 14 and that's nearly four years. Mother has her room downstairs due to which she cannot hear you screaming but our rooms are just next to each other's and I can hear it all Ann. It is so disturbing that I can do nothing for you because you said not to say anything to her and every time I ask you to tell it to her you give the same answer, someday. Momma sometimes asks me about you screaming at night and I have to lie to her. She doesn't say or asks anything to you because she knows if something is wrong her daughter will tell it to her. You know if this continues she might come upstairs someday and you will ..."
I didn't want to hear him anymore and I cut him midway saying "What time is it?" I knew I had gone to bed at 11:00 pm after finishing all my assignments and reading "After" by Anna Tood again.
He sensed that I didn't want to continue the conversation anymore so he switched on his Samsung mobile phone and said "11:44". I was surprised as every time this happened it would be around four in the morning and I wouldn't need to sleep again but it was just 11:44 and I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to sleep again or I didn't want to sleep because I was afraid I would get those nightmares again.
My brother looked at me and asked "Do you want me to stay?" I wanted him to stay but I didn't want to ruin his sleep again so I said" No it fine you can go now." He didn't believe me and asked again "You sure? You know I wouldn't mind staying." I shook my head and he added" Ok then I will be next door. Try to sleep, Ann. Goodnight."
"Night, GG"
I knew sleep wouldn't come soon so I went to the bookcase near my desk and took out "The Alchemist" and started reading. I was half way through the book when I turned on my phone to see the time. It was already 3:30 am. Sighing I lied down on my bed hoping to get some sleep.
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