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One tablet.Two tablets.
Three tablets.
Four tablets.
There were at it again. A sigh escaped those lips.
One tablet.
Two tablets.
Three tablets.
Four tablets.
The door didn't fail to stop the raspy screech from reaching in and breaking the night's pseudo silence. Pseudo silence, because nothing is really quiet when it comes to living in a city. There is always something that makes noise, after every few minutes. Mechanical sounds. The shrieks of whistles. Unmistakable sirens. Insects. Dogs. Cats.
But that pseudo silence was silence for her. All those sounds, coupled with the gentle whoosh of the ceiling fan's rotation, managed to be her quiet of her every night.
The rough push at the door's handle broke her almost settled silence. But the harshness of it all descended when the big panel of wood banged against the magnet, drilled to the wall behind. Her body jerked to sit up, while a horrible sensation contracted in her chest, sending her poor cardiac muscle into a marathon of survival.
Light flooded in her eyes, burning them, making her shut her lids to lessen the sudden pain, before opening them in a narrow manner, as soon as she heard the overly familiar voice of father shouting out her name.
She watched as her mother, pulled him by the arm, speaking in an angry but calm voice, to stop bothering her and let her sleep. "She has school tomorrow! Let her sleep peacefully!!"
"Arie!!"
She blinked her eyes, wide open to see him shaking his pointer finger before pointing at her mother, who now stood with her fists on her hips, gritting her teeth, watching him.
"Do you hear this woman? She says I don't let you sleep peacefully," a humourless laugh escaping his throat.
Her mother pulled at his shoulder, facing him, and responded, "Yes, you don't! Look at the time," gesturing to the clock hanging above her bed. "She should've been asleep an hour ago, but you!" She continued and went on to tell him how she needed her 8 hours of sleep, so she can focus well in school.
"But because of you waking her up before she has to, has slowly started to affect her. She can't focus or be active."
"Oh so you're blami--"
The resounding bang of the door, effectively stopped the other voices. Until she locked it.
"Arie!! Don't lock your door!" Her father banged on her door.
Shutting her eyes tight, she exhaled heavily, before climbing onto her bed.
"No! Keep it locked, Arie! If you open it, he'll never let you sleep, with all his drunken shit! Good night, beta!"
There were voices. Again.
One tablet.
Two tablets.
Three tablets.
Four tablets.
She sighed, sinking into her ratty, comfortable quilt.
Why?
~O~O~O~
"G'morning, Ma!" Kris chirped, as she passed her mum walking out of their bedroom. She smiled when a beautiful smile adorned her sweet face. Smacking big kiss on her cheek, she flew down the steps and into the kitchen.
Her father sat there, reading the newspaper as usual, eating.. She craned her neck to take a peek and saw khichdi in the microwave-able bowl. It looked like he had cooked it himself.
After exchanging Good mornings and smiles, like nothing had happened, she reached out to get her plate, while he went back to reading his articles.
"Oh, I see a breakfast full of carbohydrates," her mother's sweet voice traveled to her ears, before the unmistakably shining face of hers reach the kitchen.
She looked down at her plate, filled with steamed rice and curry. "Are you looking to gain more pounds, beta? Did you check your weight, today?"
~O~O~O~
Growl.
She winced, as she pictured bile juice pouring into her almost empty stomach. The liquid forming a whirling ocean inside, with nothing to catabolize.
An apple sat at the side pocket of her bag. A green one at that. She cringed, and took a huge gulp of water.
Brisk walking was not helping her either. The ride to school in that bus was dizzying, jostling her poor tummy here and there with it's dancing.
Puffing out her cheeks, she side stepped when a pair teenage girls, walked out the now open double doors of her school, giggling and twirling the ends of their hair. She rolled her eyes.
Making a beeline to the washroom was easy since there was not much of a crowd to fight off.
Slamming it shut, she rushed into a stall and locked it, to manage her business. Pulling off her hoodie, folding it carefully and pressing it hard to flatten it, she stuffed it into her sling bag, before stepping out.
Bluish green eyes stared back at her. Wide.
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Annie
Edited by PhoenixRadar - 10 years ago
