C6 Chapter-6

Sara's POV:

I opened my eyes. Carrie was sitting beside me.

"Ahhh... Hi! You are still here. You should go and rest too."

I smiled a bit but soon realize that i was in pain.

" It's okay. I'm perfectly fine. Get up now. Have your breakfast and medicines."

I could see that she was worried for me. She helped me get up and placed a cushion behind my back. I just realized that i was in bed. Where i am? It's not my room.

" Hey! Where is this place? How I'm here?"

I questioned her.

" Ahhh... Well last night, while you were talking to me, you passed out. I asked help from one of our senior. She let you stay here."

As soon as i heard that it's someone else room, i remembered Eva's words.

Don't ever try to show your sympathetic behavior to her. Do it and you'll end up like her.

Ahhh.... Will Eva's get on our senior this time? For helping me? How can i let anyone hurt? Because of me? All these thoughts immediately came in my mind and ignoring my pain, i tried to get up.

" Hey! Where do you think you are going?"

Carrie immediately questioned me.

" Let's go. Before she finds out I'm here. She will hurt the girl, for helping me. She said it, herself. She'll do the same to anyone who helped me. Let's go. Hurry up."

Carrie, at once, held me from my shoulder and forced me to sit.

" You are talking about Eva?"

"Yes, who else."

" It's okay then. Don't think too much. Eva won't dare to touch her. This girl got some connections with school. So don't worry. Just rest here for some days. Then we'll think about you."

She patted my shoulder. And handed over the breakfast and medicine.

" Let me fetch some water for you."

Saying so, she moved toward the nearest table and poured some water in a glass. I don't know why but she was a mess. Her clothes were messy. Her hair was messy. But either way, she was cute. She was my friend. A friend i always needed but never had.

" Ahmm...Sara! Can i ask you a question?"

"Uuhh? Go ahead. Something serious?"

I noticed her serious expression.

" No, it's just the same question as before. Please tell me. Your wounds? The old one?"

" Look... Ahmm ... Carrie! Just let it be for a while. It's hurting. Can we talk about it some other day?"

I know she is my friend now. Friends shouldn't have secrets. But telling her now, i wasn't ready for it. Despite, i also got trust issues since my childhood. So, i just...

" It's okay. I can understand. Let's talk about something else."

" Thanks. Where did you get that medicines from?"

I thanked her for understanding the situation but soon realized that she just fed me some medicine.

" Oh that. I asked the doctor what's suited you. I showed your wounds pictures to her. She suggested me some medicines. So, i had Mark, my brother, to bring me the medicine."

She briefly explained everything.

" Wait what? Your brother? It means your brother knows?"

" Yes, obviously i had to tell him. Any problem with that."

She shrugged her shoulder as if nothing happened. I gave her my serious look.

" Do you mean it's nothing to tell someone that i got beaten up? Wait... You just told your brother about this, right? No one else, right?"

" Actually just one more person."

She bit her lower lip. I could sense something fishy. Who is the one?

" Hurry up tell me. Who is it? Tell me the name."

I questioned her raising my one eyebrow.This time she answered seriously.

" It's Dan."

Those two words and i was like I'm gonna die. What???

" Dan... Daniel. No, it can't be him. Why? Did you do that? Why?"

" Look Sara! It's not like that. I got entangled with him while buying you breakfast. I didn't mean it. But he forced me. And secondly i think he should know about this. It's his fault."

I was shocked at her reply. What made her think so?

" Firstly, you are wrong, Carrie. It's not his fault. He is just the cause of this mess. It wasn't like he did it intensionally. And secondly, you shouldn't have told him. You shouldn't have told anyone. Ahhh... No, you did wrong."

"I'm sorry Sara. I didn't mean to."

She was embarrassed. I could feel that. But it already happened.

" It's okay. But never do anything like this again. Never involve anyone in our matter. Okay?"

I asked her with a forced smile on my face.

" Okay. "

Carrie replied with a same forced smile. What am i going to do now? How am i going to face him? Wait... What? I am concerned about something like this? Why? Since when am i lie this? I questioned myself. It was a hard day.

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Daniel's POV:

" What are you thinking, Dan?"

I heard a familiar voice. It sounded a little bit breathy. I, while sitting on a bench, looked up. It was Mark

"Uuhh?"

I was blank. Totally blank.

" I asked what you were thinking? You seemed pretty disturb."

" I-I was just... Ahmm... It's nothing. You tell me. Where were you?"

I tried to change the topic.

" Ahhh... Don't ask. I'm fed up of my sister. She thinks of me as her servant. And mom always scolds me because of her."

He started his sad story with a sigh. But i knew, it was going to take a lot of time, so i interrupted.

" How is your sister's friend now?"

I knew i had already asked Carrie this question but i wasn't satisfied with her answer.

" Yes, she is quite better now according to Carrie... Wait. How did you know that?"

He started telling me about her but soon realized that I already knew about it.

" No, just heard about it... Ahmm... From somewhere. You know gossips. Just that."

By his way of talking, i guessed that Carrie didn't tell him about my fault. So, i decided to keep it a secret. But soon a question came into my mind. I preferred to ask Mark.

" Hey Mark! I have a friend. He got some problems. You know daily life problems. It's just he hurt someone, not even knowing. He knows it isn't his fault. But still he feels guilty. What do you think he should do?"

" Ahaaa... You got a new friend. Who is he? Where did you meet him?"

Mark was just like his sister. Talktive. But to me, he was so trustworthy. I asked you about my problem and there you go talking bullshit again. Ahhh... Mark, what should i do with you. I felt as if i was offended by him. So, i quickly questioned him.

" Hey! I asked you about my problem... I-I mean my friend's problem and you are just."

I corrected myself while speaking as i was going to reveal the truth. Damn me.

" Okay. Okay. Let me think. Ahmm... I think you should apologise to that person you hurt. Even if it wasn't your fault but it already hurt someone. So, you should just help that someone."

He answered briefly. I was satisfied with his answer. Now, i knew what i should do. Wait... What did he just say?

" Hey Mark! Didn't i tell you that it's my friend's business. Why are you...?

I was asking him but he interrupted.

" Of course. It's your friend's. Just a slip of tongue. By the way i know that girl's matter, she's my sister's friend. Carrie told me everything. Though it's not your fault but still somewhere it's yours."

He answered smartly. I was a bit shocked. He knew. I thought he didn't. And i didn't respond. What should I do? How should i apologise? How should i help her? All these questions were roaming my mind.

Sara's POV:

Three days passed. I wondered how? Carrie spent most of her time with me during these days. We talked a lot. She did ask about my past, again. But i again told her that I'm not ready to tell her yet. To tell her anything. Obviously, how can i tell everything to her. I had trust issues. Though, the base of a friendship is trust, but i need time. I don't know how much. But i need time. These days I've been staying with the same senior. But i don't want to burden her more. So, i was thinking about calling Aunt Ella. But still, i was hesitating. How can i just ask for her help? It's a bit...

It was 6 in the morning. I heard a knock on the door.

" Yes, who is it?"

I asked while sitting on the bed. The door opened since the senior left the door opened while leaving for breakfast.

" Hi! It's me."

Carrie came inside, having a big smile on her face, wearing a long light pink coat and black pant. A black muffler was wrapped around her neck.

" Hiii! Come in."

" Well, i thought that your wounds are just healed, like almost. You should start taking classes now. And also, someone is very desperate to see you."

She replied while walking towards me. I was paying attention to what she said. Yes, she's right. I should start taking classes. I am alot better now, thanks to Carrie. I should start it. I don't want to lose my scholarship. I was just thinking about the matter she mentioned that someone is desperate to see me. Who could it be?

" What? Desperate to see me? What do you mean? Who are you talking about?"

" Of course it's Dan. Literally i got a headache because of him. Thank God, he is not my boyfriend. Otherwise, Ah... "

She kept going with the story.

" Like literally, he called me about ten to five to six times a day. Why? Asked about you. Like How is she? Is she alright? Want any help? When will she be fine? Blah blah... I was literally fed up."

She answered. I don't know why but she looked so funny while copying that guy.

" He asked about me? Why?"

" Obviously, he should ask about you. He felt guilty. Ahhh... Stop asking questions. Get up. Change your clothes. I'm waiting for you in same cafe as before. Come fast."

Saying that, she left. I got up. Taking short steps, i moved towards the case. Carrie got me my case from previous room two days ago. She had guts to do so. Otherwise someone like me would never dare to do that. I took out a white long skirt and green top. It will look fine. With that i took out skin colour sweater. I knew it was cold outside. It took me 15 minutes or i guess more to change them. The pain in my back and arms didn't allow me to do it normally. Because of Carrie's instructions, which she got from her doctor, i couldn't even wash up properly. She warned me not to get my wounds in contact with water. Ahhh... I'm fed up of this life. Somehow, i got ready and stood in front of the mirror, in order to tie my hair. But my arms couldn't help going up to tie them. So, i decided to leave them as it is, after combing them. Carrie said he asked about me. A guy asked about me. Really? Why? It was literally my first time i was thinking about some guy. What is going on with me? I shouldn't be like this. Listen Sara! Come to your senses. Just do your own work. You can't trust him. You can't trust anyone. With that, i took my handbag in my hand. A slight reaction due to pain, appeared on my face.

Soon, i was outside the building, i took elevator since i wasn't able to use stairs. Carrie was waiting for me. I should go. I started walking towards cafe. Just five minutes after i started walking, with my eyes continuously staring at the earth, i heard a breathy voice, a guy's voice.

" Hi! Can i help you with your handbag?"

I stopped and turned to see who he was.

" You-"

I was shocked to see him. I couldn't even say anything else. So, turned out Carrie wasn't joking.

" Aaa... I'm Daniel. Daniel Jones. I was wondering if i could help you with your bag."

He drawled. I was so shocked that still couldn't reply to him. Of course, i knew who he was. I got beaten up, thanks to him.

" I'm talking to you."

He, again, drawled. It was a weird sight to see someone drawl. I guess i am more than a weirdo.

" Ahhh... No thanks."

I immediately came to my senses and refused him. I didn't want to get more bullied because of him. I should just stay away from him. I again turned around, and started walking, faster than before, despite of unbearable pain. I wasn't in condition of running away or perhaps i would have run away at that time.

" Hey, wait."

I felt him chasing me.

" Why are you ignoring me when I'm trying to talk to you? I just want to help."

He stopped me, with his hands on my shoulder. I immediately removed his hand from my shoulder.

" I said I don't want your help."

I replied to him, in a low convincing voice.

" Okay. But can we talk?"

He tried to proceed the conversation.

" What do you want to talk about?"

" Look. I just wanted to say that I'm sorry. I heard what ... Ahm... Happened. I'm so sorry."

He was apologizing to me. He was serious.

" It's okay. I know it's not your fault. Can i go now?"

This time i drawled.

" No, wait. I'm not finished yet."

He answered.