That Night - 2

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*Ms. Khanna's Pov*

I have never been so happy in my life before. My daughter Anu told me she doesn't want to see her Dad anymore. Not that I don't want her to see him. It is that I am free of the fear of losing my kids to him.

Lying on my bed, I think of my kids and I get up to go give them goodnight kisses which I have almost never done. I walk slowly fighting my lethargy to Niki's room.

I see him lying there in his blue cot with fairy lights all over his window beside, hugging his favorite croc and sleeping like a little angel.

"I love you." I say in a whisper kissing him on his forehead.

I walk slowly upstairs to Anu's bedroom. I find it open and I enter to see a messy bedroom full of her stuff scattered all around. She usually keeps it clean. Maybe she was too tired to clean everything. I see her lying on her bed with such innocence and charm. I pull the blanket over her, when I see it. First, I think I am mistaken because of the moonlight and my stupid of an eye. I switch on the nearby lamp to see it clearly.

Tears start choking my throat. My baby's forearms and arms, full of self-inflicted cuts. One on her arm was 'I hate you mom'.

I feel a shearing force of pain hitting my heart. I leave the room as soon as I can in the fear of waking her up.

I go to my room to let myself scream and cry. But I cannot. My grief starts engulfing me like a parasite. I try to find a solution. But nothing comes to my mind.

I, a mother, never knew what my child was going through. I think of how I neglected her everytime.

What is the point in my living when I cannot even take good care of my kids. I was not a good wife. I am not a good mother. What am I?

The grief now looks like a demon to me who is here to consume me as a whole. Tears start flooding my face. I gasp for breath. My heart starts beating too fast. My hands go clammy and feet go numb. I hear my breath going faster.

Everything just blacks out.....

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"Mom? Are you okay?" Anu asks shaking me. It is morning. I don't know what happened to me last night. But I was not conscious for a long time for sure.

" Yeah. I think so." I get up to face my daughter. But I cannot see her. My eyes refuse to meet hers. I look down and I say -

"I have work today. I need to go. You better start for school."

"Are you sure that you are okay?" She asks again.

"Yeah. Completely. I got to go." I say and I get up to get to the bathroom.

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Later that week...

"How much can you get me?" I say to the teenager.

"As much as you want miss. But it will be costly. Is that okay?" The teenager says. He looks tall and a complete punk with piercings almost all over his face and a tattoo on his neck. A dragon, perhaps.

"Oh. Sure. Are you sure there won't be any trouble?"

"Haha. There will be ofcourse. These are drugs. Banned stuff ma'am. That is why I am charging you extra. Just like value added tax." He chuckles.

"It is not funny. I need them by tonight. I will be waiting. I am not able to stop." I say seriously.

"I totally understand miss. It happens. I will get them soon. You just got to relax. You are going too fast with these." He winks and he leaves with the money I paid him.

The marks on my body are nothing as compared to what my daughter has. If these drugs and syringes are harming me, I want to be harmed as a punishment to what I have done to my daughter. I know that this is stupid. But it is the only way that I can see to get through with this pain.

That night, I get the drugs from the teenager as he told. I leave a note on my bed and I leave my house. I had called Lily before that evening.

"You got to take care of my kids for a few days, Lil. I won't be staying with them for a while. Do this favor for me. Please." I say sheepishly.

"Oh. That is fine. B.."

I disconnect the call as soon as I hear footsteps approaching my room.

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Now, I am here with the teenager at his place. Like a refugee. Staying away from my kids because I am a disgrace to motherhood.

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