CHAPTER 17: Buried Lies

“Morning…” I opened my eyes and sat on the bed carefully by not opening the stitches I got from the stupidness done by me last night.

I couldn’t believe myself as I jumped out of the moving car for a jerk who isn’t even sure about himself. But if I think about the moment, he came running in my direction it felt as if something lit inside me.

For the first time in my life, I felt as if I mattered and wasn’t worthless or was just nobody, the pain in his eyes somehow made me feel important but there are high chances that it isn’t love.

“You should eat something and take the medicine to recover quickly” she spoke with the usual soothing smile on her face. She behaved as if she was my mother which literally made me hate my real mom even more.

“I wish I had a mother like you” I spoke as I wish I had the affection and love of a mother I was never offered of. She was too kind to live in a house with the bunch of men walking without heart and brain, they would never appreciate the efforts