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Chapter 11 - The dream

{Life...  the strangest journey for one soul. It has its ups and downs. THE DOWNS add to stress, stress creates overthinking and then we take desicions restlessly. THE UPS make us proudy,  Pride kills our thinking power,  it makes us selfish or it gifts us with success., but how will we know what destiny has planned for us if we just give up on life?  The only option is to survive}

       I was staring straight into Nathan's eyes in disbelief,  shaking my head. He smirked giving me his long cold stare. He closed the door behind him and held me closer to him,  his one hand holding my waist and the other hand forcefully holding my hand. He caught my hand in such a way that my whole body was pressed against him and I was able to hear his heart beats.

         "So bitch,  you think you can get away with what you did." He gave me a barking laugh. Maybe he was laughing on the situation he had bought me into.

       His reaction was subtle,  maybe I hurt his ego a little too much.

       This is great. A person plays a prank on you but then when you counter attack,  you are the one who is bad. My thoughts were jammimg my mind making me think of everything except how to deal with this maniac who was standing in front of me.

        He raised his nose further.

        "You will get what you deserve , I will make sure your life is living hell,  actually no,  it will be worse than hell" Somthing in his tone made me catch my breath. I should be the one who should be threatening him but there was a complete different story here.

         His words were chocking me. I could semse that he was angry enough to be reckless. I loosened his grip over my hand and slammed his hand over the wall making a little ooze of blood flow from his back side of palm.

         "You are no one to decide where I live", I chewed my lips making my frustration obvious in front of him, "and if you don't know I can sue you for breaking into my place and threatening me,  so if you may please just leave" I said loosing my temper and opening my front door with pressure.

        He shooked his head and smirked.

        " little Miss sissy,  Mind your actions now,  you will surely regret it,  regret everything"

        "you're gonna' regret it if you don't leave my place right away" I said loudly and slammed the door on his face.

        'quite a rough day',  I mumbled meaningfully,  taking a deep breath. I felt suffocated. God obviously wants to make things difficult for me,  I thought,  coming to a conclusion.

       I went in my room; my legs weak enough to face anymore drama. I felt dizzy. The chaos that held me in my mind made me just run away from reality. The reality hitting on me like a volley.

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       I rubbed my eyes. I saw a dim light flashing above me. I was lying like an unanimate object. I saw the bed below me. White. No warmth. Wait. what?  Where am I? 

I got uo suddenly. This made my neck ache due to contraction of my muscles.

       The whole room was distilled white. Not a spot of dirt anywhere. The hollowness in the room was swallowing my whole body. This seemed like a delusion. I stood up.  The floor felt warm but my rest of the body was as cold as corpse. The silence was timorous. I turned back just to see the disappearing like a mist and there I was,  all alone. I saw the walls coming closer, closer to me.

         Panic.

        "Help,  I will die" I screamed.

        The immaculated room was coming closer.

         Deep breaths.

         "Help,  mom,  help "

         My whole body sweating and suddenly I opened my eyes.

         Dream.

         There was a sourness in my mouth and my whole body was shivering. My whole body covered in sweat drenching my night gown and making it wet.

       My head was spinning and the silence was suffocating which added to the giddiness I was feeling. I headed to the bathroom, my hands and leg still trembling from the dream.

      Water. This feels real. I sprinkled droplets of water on my face. I looked in the mirror. Eyes swollen. My skin felt vascid.

     My heartbeats became normal as I layed down in the shower for almost an hour. I changed my clothes. My stomach was growling like a bear.

       "Time for a midnight snack". My voice echoed in the whole room. I tip toed out to the kitchen.

       "Maybe its time we should tell her" - I heard my fathers voice.

      Tell me?  what? 

      " I found this diary today in her room, I don't want her to get wrong impression about you" He continued.

     Ohh crap!! I forgot to pick up the diary. Holy shit!! I was eying this all from the corner of the kitchen. My parents had there back turned to me and they had no idea I was sneaking at them.

      I saw my mother holding my father's hand, this was the first time I saw them behave so gently.