Chapter 22: 22

Flashback continues

I couldn’t be able to sleep at night.

"Do I have to go to her place?"

"But what will I say when I see her? Should I say hi casually? No, maybe we are not close enough to greet each other like this. But what to do?" I kept mumbling on my bed without noticing it was already morning just thinking about her.

I didn’t close my eyes even for a moment in the excitement of seeing her after a whole week. My heart is pounding so damn hard. At last, I calmed myself and went to her place.

I didn’t check the time but went to her place.

I almost waited outside of her home for half an hour but no one opened the door. I kept ringing the calling bell but no one came out.

"Anyone home?" I used my voice still there was no response so I ended up walking inside because the door was open.

I’m taking little steps but when my feet made me stand in the middle of the living room I had no idea. But the way I found her made me speechless. She was still wearing her school uniform which was bloody because of what happened that day. The blood on her lips already dried out as well on her cheeks. I felt a harsh slap on my face seeing her like a doll in front of me.

She has no facial expressions while her family members kept telling her to come down but she didn’t listen. She didn’t even utter a single word. I felt as if she was no longer human in the way she was behaving.

I tried to go forward toward her but before I could I felt screams in my ears. Those cries and screams were so loud it almost made me freeze. I kept seeing how she kept falling from the stairs but my feet were not moving from the place as if someone made me stand on the glue.

She kept bleeding but I m still standing. Mr And Mrs White crying out loud but still, I was standing. I could see he was struggling to carry her to the car but then I was finally able to make myself move. Those blood kept giving me fear but I bore with it.

The moment we reached the hospital started a big fight.

Jace and I were the main reason. Mr White kept asking me what made her like this but I didn’t say. I know if I say all of this she won’t be happy. If she sure wanted to tell everything then I won’t be the one standing here and waiting for her to get well. It would have never been like that but things would have been different,

But that’s when I said, "Your elder son knows better than me."

That is when everything started.

He shouted at me while I kept talking calmly. I know he is still unaware of the things Freya is down. How could a person be like this? You are in a relationship with a girl who hurt your sister to death and still you know nothing? Many questions kept growing inside me and these are one of them.

"How could he not know if Freya is her friend or not when she didn’t even ask him about her once?"

"How could he not know if she is her friend or not?"

"How could he?"

My insides kept asking questions but when the doctor came and said about her situation. But the sad news was she went into a coma. Mr White completely broke. If at this point someone asks men who love Ayla the most then I will tell them it’s her dad.

That man kept crying near her. He kept talking to her in her sleep. He kept eating with her every time he comes at lunchtime. Just seeing him I felt a lot.

This daughter-father made me cry.

Soon police and childcare people came to school asking about Ayla’s situation. And things came to light soon. Freya’s friend says it all: how she slapped her, how she made her bleed, how she made her look like a lier, how she kicked her and how she made her mental health worse to worse. But that is not where it stopped.

It was not only Freya but I too was interrogated.

Police came to my home too but as I never did anything I got out of the mess soon but in my home, everyone looked at me with those suspicious eyes. James was already the apple of everyone’s eye of all but this made me feel even more down in front of all. But that’s nothing. Because if Ayla can live well then I’m satisfied as well.

Ayla is someone I could sacrifice everything for her.

Time passed while I continued to go to her home but every time I failed. Every time I tried to see her Mr White always stopped me but I was happy at least my flowers were reaching her until the day I found out she was well. She got up from her sleep. She can walk. She can talk but the sad thing was she doesn’t remember the time I was in her memory.

But what if I were in her memory?

She never liked me.

For her, I was an empty shell with a pretty face which I regret for the first time.

Still, every time she was in my memory was so precious.

Flashback ended.

"What are you thinking?" Grandpa asked.

"Nothing, just some memory still lingering on my head", I smiled.

"Is it about the girl?"

He knows very well.

"Yeah", I looked outside the window.

"Why don’t you go and tell her? What if she liked you?" he said as if I still had a chance.

"If I had a chance she would have never chosen him."

"It may be a misunderstanding. Sometimes it happens that the person gets confused with the feelings. Sometimes they think that those who do good deeds are saints and who use violence are categorised as bad people but in reality, some people show off with good deeds and there are people too who use violence to do good things. And people often make mistakes both ways so what if yours is like this too?"

He explained it well but it wasn’t enough to make me feel good.

I’m sure she doesn’t like me. Even if she met me at some other time she still could have chosen to hate me, despise me and loth me. I already experienced it. When she first came to school she thought I was bad and when she lost her memory she again thought of me as bad as I deserved to be like this.

I’m so useless.

"Don’t worry it will all pass", he patted my head.

"Can’t you send me abroad?" I said all of a sudden.

"Abroad?"

"Yeah, I want to leave this place. As long as I stay here I will keep remembering everything. I may even change my mind and return to that place so send me somewhere else. I want to leave. I want to have a change of atmosphere." I’m getting stressed out.

"If this is what you want I will do it but are you sure you won’t have any lingering memory?"

"No I won’t", I said but my entire attention was laying on her.

I kept thinking what is she doing? How’s she? And a lot more things but I always failed to speak.

"Arrange a ticket for me this weekend. I want to spend my last week here so that I can collect my last memories and take them with me."

"Sure", he replied while we reached the front of his place.

As soon as we reached it I saw James coming behind us.

"Aaron, wait let me speak", he was all out of breath as he drove the car in a panic.

"I don’t have anything to talk to you about,’’ I said.

"But I have to wait."

"That doesn’t concern me so leave", I said.

"Wait!!!"

"Yeah I have one more thing to say", I said. It sure is my last thing to say.

"What is it?"

"If you hurt her then I won’t be this patient anymore so please remember this", I said while I saw his facial expression change.

"I too have something to say", he said but I walked away.

He kept continuing calling my name after and after but I didn’t. I don’t know what he has to say but I’m sure he is up to no good as I said if he broke the promise then there won’t be any good for me in future.

"This is my final goodbye to you my dear stepbrother because soon there won’t be any brother of yours in the family name for you to tell me we share the same dad because soon he won’t be my dad anymore but Mr Morris only."

He kept looking at me.

I know his eyes sure look hurtful but he doesn’t know I’m more hurt than him.

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