Ch-5 Space (TW)

Zayd : "You alright? Why you not picking up the call? You are worrying me."

Zayd : "Hey I know it's hard going through this but just so you know I'm always here for you. You don't have to fight things alone lmk if you want someone to talk too."

It is the next day, and my head is hurting like shit, my eyes are being sensitive to light and yeah I am on my bed like a dead person.

Grabbing my phone from the side of my pillow slightly opening my right eye, everything looked blurry. It took some time before I could open both of my eyes and look at the screen without things getting blurry.

There was his text sitting in my dm. I don't know what to say...every...everything just feels numb. What am I even supposed to talk with him? That I don't feel anything anymore?

Everything is just my fault. I want it to hurt. I want to feel something.

Crimson red on my arm looked just fascinating, it looked like a masterpiece as the blade ran through the skin. Not so deep but enough to bleed.

I felt alive.

It's been 2 days since Aman blocked me from everywhere and even left the gc. I don't know what actually happened but it's for the best. About Zayd I didn't want to talk with him as he might hate me for what happened. I'm supposed to be hated after all. I am at fault.

But I can't avoid him can I? I don't know

Zayd's POV :

*seen 2 days ago*

It's been 2 days , she opened my text but didn't reply. I didn't bother her as I know she needs some space. I can understand it's not easy for her but I want to be there for her. I do not want her to be hurting alone.

Please take care of yourself for me.

Mishti's POV :

I am just overreacting everything. It's not even a big deal right. Yeah it's not a big deal. It's not like I lost my virginity or something or I was raped. It's just a small thing.

"SHUT UP".

It's been a week now since that happened. Everything just feels surreal...voice inside my mind is trying to take over me. I just want someone to stop them. I don't wanna think anything.

Buzzing sound from my phone brought me back to the reality. Someone texted me....it's Zayd.

Zayd : "oi I gave you enough space...no more space"

Zayd : "I can't see you like this please talk to me."

Zayd : " Just let me make sure you are alright...please Mishti."

Hand covering my mouth not wanting him to hear my sob as if he was just sitting near me.