A conversation.

And the next thing she knew was receiving a slap on face by his father, and the constant beating by belt . And music kept playing somehow.

After her beating she was laying on the ground in the corner, lifeless laying on the ground hearing her sister screaming in the other room and her father and mother were trying to stop crying. And hearing them trying to stop her crying, makes her cry.

And she kept lying there, face on the ground, her chest not moving. She was still wearing her food joint uniform, and her sleeveless uniform showing heavy bruised marks following the pattern in her back which wasn't visible because of the t-shirt. Her oddly colored red hair was strolled in the ground, she didn't even remember sometimes what her hair color was . Her entire body was aching, every second was agonizing. And the shouts outside slowly stopped, and a loud sound of the door closing seized the sound completely, and after a minute of silence, she started moving, slowly, and tried to ignore the pain, but she couldn't. It was too much, and she starts crying again when she wagly stands up, and limps on the wall . Her whole body was aching, and she was barely controlling herself from falling.

And slowly she makes her way to the bathroom, her hands were trembling, so do her busted lips. And she starts her shower and removes her clothes, each scrap of the cloth to her skin making her wince, particularly her back, were lays a bundle of red marks and several scars, some fresh and some really old, several trickles of blood on her back, her face was emotionless, she was looking down on the ground, her eyes downcast, a look acceptance on her face, not defeat.

" DEFEAT IS FOR WHO FIGHTS. MOST PEOPLE ONLY HAS ACCEPTANCE "

She only has acceptance. She slowly gets naked . And when the water touched her skin she bites back her lips to avoid extra pain, and she fell down on the ground, stayed there, still looking down on the ground , and when she was all wet, she look in the corner where one corner shelf was, and in that shelf was a small medical antiseptic bottle of Dettol, and a kitchen knife, she slowly stood up and tried to reach toward the shelf, and luckily she grabbed the bottle, and after grabbing it, she drops quite a few amount on the bucket of the water, she grabs the bucket with both hands, and took her time and than pour it on herself, and before the pain on Antiseptic can hit she covered her mouth with her hand, and took some jagged breaths and fall down like a card tower . And she asked a question,

" Why " Her face said that's word. And she looked again on the shelf and saw the handle of the knife, and she tried to reach it and when she tried to reach it, she slipped and fell down the ground. It wasn't a painful fall, but this fall makes her think that

" Even death wants her to suffer "

And she decided to lay there . And all around her faded away in darkness, and when she opened her eyes, she found herself inside an ocean. She wasn't drowning, she was floating under the water, and the ocean was quite dark. And she tries to swim up. But the top kept getting far, no matter what she did, she could never reach the surface. She stopped and decided to go down, and it was working. She was able to reach the bottom, she could see it and when she touched the floor she found out that the surface was made of concrete, and the whole area was so dark that she was only able to see her palms and feet. And when she looks a little far she sees a huge bird, a fire Phoenix inside the sea, Piercing the abyss of darkness, and the looks of it, the Phoenix was injured, and when she turned back to look at the Phoenix, they locked their eyes. And she woke up. Calmness, she felt that. And for some time, she stayed there.

She was still on the bathroom floor naked, and her body were still aching, and she sees that her shower was still on, and when she tires to turn it off from the ground, when she was doing she noticed a movement near her and when she turn back she saw her father looking at her with no emotion, but she can imagine that he was angry . And she instantly turn her eyes down on the ground,

And he left without saying anything. And when she came out from the bathroom, she found a med cream on the bed. And she didn't question its origin, and slowly Applied that cream on her entire body.

She didn't go anywhere and stayed in her room like a prisoner for hours. And she kept sitting on the same spot without moving a bit, she stayed there hugging her knees. And in the night, her family came back, her place didn't change at all, she stayed in the same place without moving. And when they entered, she felt that, but she didn't move. And she stares blankly at her hands, looking at the cuts and bruises.

" IS PAIN IS ALL I GOT? "

She thinks to herself.

Next day when she woke up, her day went as usual. She was in her first part time job, where everyone was giving her glances. And she was oblivious to it, just cleaning the floor with a mop. And after some time, she left the restaurant, and sat near the sane pond that she sat yesterday staring blankly at the ground. When someone sat beside him.

" So, did you slip or something? " asked a familiar voice. She didn't respond, and sat up to leave, and sat near the pond, near the steps. When that annoying person came back, and saw her staring at nothingness.

" I don't carry a kitchen knife or a rope, otherwise I would have given it to you. " Said the man, sitting two steps behind him. Knowing her face.

" But I have this. " And he places a metal pen near her.

" Parker classic stainless steel pen. If you press it close to your neck it should work. " And she didn't reply, neither did picked the pen. And the man without stopping kept talking.

" Or you should just jump over a bridge, wait there isn't a bridge! You can try to swim, and hope you don't know how to swim or something, can you talk? If not just node, I know a bit of sign language, you can tell me who beat you daily, I can call police, or maybe talk to someon- "

" My father is a police officer. " she said in a low voice.

" Ohh, then I come "

" He is the commissioner. '' she murmurs.

" Ahh maybe news channels? "

" My mother owns a news channel. " she said in a low voice. And the man looked stumped.

" Ahh you are preety fucked. " and he laughed a fake laugh, which immediately went quiet. And he asked a question.

" How long has this been happening? " And she didn't reply.

" Are you ok? " He asked softly. She didn't reply.

" You can post this on the internet , you know, people are 'woke' these days. " he said looking down on her, who was trying to look as small as possible. And when he didn't get a reply, he said something else.

" Do you have anything to live for? " He asked bluntly.

" No. "was her simple reply.

" Then, if you die no one would cry? " He asked. And like he hoped she didn't reply.

" Someone once told me, if there is no one who'll cry for you, you have the most freedom in the world . " And that was the first time she moved a bit.

" your freedom, is your hand madam." he said while looking down as well.

" Cherish it. " He murmurs. Which she didn't hear, and asked a question in his raspy voice.

" why are you helping me? " And he looked up, and saw her face full of sadness and acceptance.

" Try to see yourself in a mirror once, you might get a surprise. " and she didn't say anything.

" I'll be leaving the town, my family is moving, I hope whenever I meet you next, you will be alive. " he said, and slowly left the pond area.

And Ushma just sat there, looking down on the ground, the gloomy clouds replaced by blazing sun which poured molting rays on the afternoon sun. Sweating heavily she didn't move, and after a cloud formed and took the blazing sun, she stood up . And starts to leave, when she stops on the top, and looks down at the metal pen.

She went back to her home, and saw some guest's car parked outside. Seeing this, she made a detour, went outside, and climbed a tall building near her house, and went close to the top, and slowly sat on the corner, and looked at nothingness once again. Her tears flowing, she took out the pen that he gave her, and looked at it, she opened it, and saw it had a cigarette in it. And the pen can also be used as a lighter, and she lit it, and after some time she did her first cigarette, and it took her time, but she did. And enjoyed it.

( SUB - RR- 8735337 KNOWN AS USHMA THE USELESS.

HEIGHT - 5.9

CONDITIONS - LOW METABOLISM, WEAK IMMUNE SYSTEM, SENSITIVE SKIN, VITILIGO, LOW SELF ESTEEM, INFERIORITY COMPLEX.

MAIN GOAL - WANT HAPPINESS

IMPACT ON SUB RR -01 - NON

IMPACT ON SUB RR - 02 - NON

CURRENT MOTIVE ' CIGARETTE ')