729 𝑫𝒂𝒚𝒔 {𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒅}

Chapter 25

I knew something was up here. Everything has been too normal to accept... lately.

I helped mom go to her room and did the first aid as a precaution. After she went inside, i cleaned up the mess in the living room and kitchen. It took me hours to do that with all the broken pieces of thin glass shattered all around. After i was done with the long room , i went to the kitchen.

Is this how, things are gonna be between me and Alex? Will we even work out till then? Marriage?kids? A family? ....
But whenever even in the lightest way, i joke around him saying about stuffs related to matter like these, he gets serious and revolts saying never on earth will he marry me... having a family is a far reach word.
I cut it off saying I am joking and that i myself won't ever want that....but deep down somewhere the cardiac flap twists at the thought.

Thinking about these, i absentmindedly swipe my hand over the section of broken window glass. That's when realisation hits me while i see blood drops on the other pieces. I quickly got up and searched through the drawyers to find a bandaid. Finally i found one which i rolled around the cut and rushed to quickly sweep out the rest pieces.

After washing up and cleaning the whole space , i go back to my room. Why does this happen to me? Can't i ever for once just be simply happy with everything on track in my life? Alex there, dad here, mom after i return to the dorm. Why is my life such a massacre?

Tears rolled down my cheek. I cried. Bad.
Why? Why me?

I sighed.

"Anna?" Mom shook me to wake up.
I have slept. When?
I don't know.

"Why are you doing this?" she asked.
"What?"
"Why are you wasting the money?"

What is she even talking about?

I continued to stare at her with a dumb look.

"Your results came for this week, you didn't say that. Your father received a call from the school about your grades"

Oh. So this is it.

"You don't have anything to say right? If you are going to your classes only to show your deepcut cleavage and search for a boy for whom you can open your legs, then why not stay back at home and do it instead of spending the money?"

I just saved her from being killed, and she says this. Just because i couldn't get a rank? I am a renowned whore to my parents?

Okay.

I got up from my bed, went to the washroom and changed into tank top and a long skirt, tied my hair high up and came out. I picked the bag from above the table and left the room.

"Where are you going?Stop! Answer me!" she kept on screaming.

I got into the street and texted her, *Dorm*.

I wasn't crying anymore. I was in fact too hurt to even let the tears out.
This is what my value is. I don't get a rank in top 5 and i become a classified whore to my only parents. Good.