THE MESSED UP ME...

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There was a gunshot..no there were two shots or was it three...? Surely i had lost count.But why in the world was i hearing gunshots and where was i??

I could make out that i was standing in a really long and dark hallway and obviously i was scared...I wanted dad...but where was he? Was he safe and what were the gunshots for? I silently hoped that dad would be alright and started calling out to him "da..dad where are you? I wanna go home..dad...please come out...its ..scary" i kept walking and suddenly out of nowhere a black hooded figure came out..

I was terrified and started walking backwards simultaneously as the black figure moved towards me...untill my back hit the wall...i knew that there was no escape for sure except dad coming and rescuing me...I mustered up all my courage and asked the hooded figure"whe..where is my dad" to which he replied in his hoarse voice "oh! Don't you worry about him sweetie i plan to make you both meet as soon as possible....so that both of you can rot in hell together...ha..haha..ha" and with that he took out his gun and pointed it towards me and pulled the triger...shit!!

The bullet pierced right into my shoulder and sent tingling pains into my whole body...i fell down and he continued shooting and laughing for no reason and bullets kept piercing into various parts of my body..within seconds i was in a pool..a pool of my own blood....

Gasp!! Where am i now? I looked around myself and i could faintly make out my wooden desk,my closet,the wall clock,the curtains which were fluttering against the big windows...there was no blood or the black figure or any kind of a hallway...and concluded that i was in my bedroom...safe and sound....so it was just a dream ....sorry nightmare.

But why did it come back haunting again? Didn't the therapist say that i had become normal? What is wrong with me...?
I had a splitting headache and looked at the alarm clock which was on the table next to my bed ..it was 10 minutes past two in the morning..so technically it was already the next day.i knew i wouldn't be able to sleep after that horrendous nightmare and also i had college ....

Oh! Shit how could I forget...tomorrow was my first day of college..no actually today was my first day of college....just that thought made me even more sick than i already was feeling....all this was not helping in reducing my headache and I thought of waking up bhai but dropped the idea since he already had a tonne of problems on his shoulder...

i asked myself why my life was so messed and since I didn't have any any answer to my own question i took some asprin and tried to catch some sleep.....

"Ahaira gupta! Get your body out of that bed right now or else you are going to regret the consequences.."someone shouted.That someone was none other than my dear own brother who was standing near the door and pointing towards the clock.i guess it showed 8:00am or 7:00am or whatever the time was I didn't care...

My eyes were not willing to open up and i felt as if someone was banging my head with a hammer ..since that stupid aspirin was of no use."Ahaira ...get up ...stop acting like a kid now...i am sure you don't want to sleepover on your first day of college...what is it with you today" bhai shouted again.

Though i wanted to say that i had a horrible nightmare in which i saw myself murdered and covered in my own blood and took an asprin to catch some sleep but ended up being in a worse condition than i already was i sleepily replied back" firstly i am not a kid and two this is a home and not your jail of prisoners ..so can you please stop shouting its hurting my poor ear drum"and i pouted.Cute faces always work wonders against angry young men!!

"..ok..i am sorry..but Ahi this is definitely a home..and it does have rules...and sleeping over is not one of them...are you ok...?? because you are generally the early bird" the cute face worked since bahi only calls me by my full name either when he is pissed with me or when he gets into his emotional mode..which he was definitely not right now..and he was right i was not ok since i usually don't sleep up till late...i am the 'early to bed and early to rise ' kind of person....i guess it was because of that stupid nightmare and the asprin and somewhere also the fact that i had to go to college ...

I managed to drag myself till the bathroom and replied to bhai who was still at the door" Even i don't know why i sleptover....afterall everyday isn't the first day of college" sarcasm was dripping with every word and i knew bhai had something to say but i closed the door before he could reply...no..i didn't want him to lecture me again on how how I should leave the things of the past and move on in life...what happened 7 years ago wasn't something that can be so easily forgotten...it left a brutal and a deep scar on me.....which I didn't know would ever heal or not...

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Hope you enjoyed the first part...secrets will be revealed soon and yes the coming parts are definitely going to get exciting
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Suhita:)

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