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Rating: 17+
Genre : Romance/Suspense
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"Hold her hands," I looked around for any place to escape. To save myself from the pain I was about to experience but everywhere I looked I saw them. I wanted to run but there was no place left for me to escape. They had caught me once again.
"NOOO," I screamed as I felt their hands on mine pushing me away from the wall. In the next instant I was pushed down on the bed on my stomach. My hands were held tightly behind my back and I felt the tiny pricking on my skin. Drowsiness consumed my body and within seconds I was dead to the world.
When I opened my eyes I was lying on the same bed but on my back. My body was screaming in pain but there was no one to help me. I wanted to hide myself but I couldn't. I wanted to make myself as small as possible but I didn't have had that much of strength left to move a tiny inch. The one time I tried I had to shut my mouth tightly to stop the whimper from coming out of my lips. Because if they knew I was awake it meant more trouble for me.
I looked up and saw the white ceiling staring down at me. I looked around and it was the same. White...White...White...it was the same. My dress was white. My bed was white and even the sheets were white. At one time, white was my favourite colour. I loved white but not anymore. I hated white. I wanted to see colour around me. I wanted to see anything except white. But the choice was taken away from me when I was brought to this place.
The door opened and I closed my eyes pretending to be asleep. This was my only way of keeping and hiding the tiny sanity that was left within me. Everything else was taken away from me. I heard some movements around but I didn't dare open my eyes. I don't know for how long but I didn't move even an inch. I was very much aware of the consequences. I had experienced it a number of times.
I smelled food as I inhaled. And for a second I forgot I was being watched. I was hungry and I wanted to eat but I wasn't ready for another round of pain and humiliation. So I pretended to sleep hoping they'll leave me alone. But this time it actually consumed me.
I opened my eyes when I felt someone shaking me. I wanted to sleep but the other person didn't want me to. I saw her sitting on the bed beside me with a smile on her lips. I smiled focusing my eyes on her. She moved her hand on my head and I closed my eyes, enjoying her warmth. She was the only one who never looked at me differently and never treated me like I am nobody.
"Two minutes...please" I said memorising her every touch on my skin. Because I knew I'd have to wait to see her again. She slowly moved her fingers on my face knowing how much I loved it.
"Look what I got for you," She kissed my forehead and whispered in my ear. Slowly, I opened my eyes and saw another teddy bear in her hand. The last one, they had taken away from me and she knew it. So she brought me another one. I took it from her hand and rubbed the soft fur on my skin.
"Thank you." I said looking up at her. I held the teddy close to me, moving my fingers up and down. I knew they'd take it away just like every time. Because they liked tormenting me. They enjoyed laughing at my expense but this time I wouldn't let them. Not without giving them a fight.
"And now," She said opening her purse. I gleamed in excitement as I saw her taking something out.
"Another present?" I asked. She nodded and I saw her holding something in her fist. She opened her fist and my happiness knew no bounds as I saw the thing on her palm.
"Chocolate," I sat up on the bed and took it from her hand. She laughed as I tore open the wrapper. I loved chocolate. And this was my favourite. My excitement knew no bound. I was about to put the first piece in my mouth when it was taken away from me. My tormentors, they were standing in front of me, laughing as I tried taking it back. I looked around for her to help me but they had pushed her out of the room.
I screamed for her, pushing them away. I tried running towards her but their hold didn't allowed me to take even a step. I tried hitting and was rewarded with a sharp string on my cheek. When I looked up I saw one of them looking down at me. I looked around me. I was back on the bed, alone and no one was present except the two of us. He looked at me in disgust and pulled me into a sitting position not caring about the pain his action would cause me.
Pushing the tray of food in front of me he looked at me for last time before turning and leaving me alone. My cheek was throbbing because of the pain. Tears filled my eyes as I rubbed my cheek with my hand. They always did this. They never let me have my chocolate. They never let me spend time with her. They even took the teddy bear with me...just like every time.
I hated them, just like I hated this place.
I looked at the cold food in front of me. I wanted to throw it away but I didn't. Taking the piece of bread I slowly brought it to my lips. I hated this food. But it wasn't like I had other option. It was either this or no food. And I was hungry. I chewed it with difficulty and gulped it down when I couldn't chew it anymore. Somehow I finished it.
I lay down and closed my eyes. Sleep was miles away as I remembered my old life. One year ago everything was different. How life changes no one knows? One day you are laughing, smiling and the other day you are crying. One day you have everything and the next day you have nothing. One year ago, I had everything. A house to live in and a loving boyfriend to take care of me, who loved me for the REAL me. But one night, it took just one night and everything changed after that unfaithful night.
I, Khushi Gupta, died that night. I died when I killed my life with my own hands. It was my first but not my last.
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100 Miles Away
I closed the file after reading it for the nth time. This case was frustrating me. It was given to me last week and the moment I finished reading it I knew something wasn't right. I tried getting all the records but nothing new came up. Either they didn't bother taking those things into consideration or the records were tampered. But I had the feeling that it was the latter one.
Sighing, I got up to make myself another cup of coffee. Caffeine, it was what I needed to get my mind functioning. The moment I heard about this case, it was all I could think off. This case intrigued me. And it was the reason I took it up when I got the chance.
Holding the cup in my hand I came back and looked at the file on the table. Taking a sip I sat on my unmade bed and opened the file to read it one more time.
Patient Name- Khushi Gupta
Age- 21
Hospital- SG Mental Institution
Previous Doctors - Dr. Adam L. Grant, Dr. Sam Chin, Dr. Greg Baskin and Dr. Luke Bond. (All Dead)
Patient New Doctor- Dr. Arnav Raizaida
I read my name and turned on to the next page. Maybe, luck was with me this time around.
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