Sesil's POVThe I loose my eyes to the sunlight sneaking through the window of my room, I peek around making sure that what I was seeing moments ago was just a dream, to be truthful, more like a nightmare.
Every time I close my eyes, uninvited past memories prowl my mind.
When my dad used to abuse me and my mother, his unjustified violent actions Planting terror in our hearts,
His drunken nights in which he returns home outraged because he lost another round in gambling.
I set myself on the bed letting out a sigh trying to ascertain myself that all the suffering, is long left behind.
All ended after that incident.
I close my eyes once again diving into my memories remembering that night four years back.
my dad and I were arguing over something probably extremely stupid since I don't even recall what it is now. My dad has been invariably on edge, he used to blame his miserableness on our existence in his life, but mom constantly advised me to avoid engaging with him.
But I was quite the stubborn person, that, and the fact that I loathed him for making us feel cast behind and unloved.
I always yearned to prove him wrong on every occasion that I could get a grasp of.
We kept arguing until he pushed me causing me to lose balance and hit my head with the table.
I glanced at my mom's legs rushing toward me, feeling immense pain in my head, the gravity pulling my Eyelids together and my vision is blurred, my mom's loud shouts piercing through my ears.
"Sesil" "baby girl," yelled my mom tears rushed down her small face, trying to stop the bleeding
Her voice was shaking and words hardly escaped her trembling mouth.
She yelled at my dad "what have you done you monster, you criminal this is your daughter"
"Ania I didn't mean to push her I swear," denied my dad grabbing the back of his head.
Is that regret expression on his face is truly because he is worried about me, or because he is worried about himself? That was all I could think of, before feeling the darkness swallowing me until I lost conscience.
I woke up in the hospital, unable to move a finger, slowly hearing my mom's silent cries while she was holding my hand.
"Mom," I called her
She looked at me a grim smile escaped her mouth, "yes baby girl? I'm here, you're fine, you're fine".
I could tell I was fine, at least better than her condition.
my mom was always quite the beauty, she had flawless pale skin, green nature eyes that compete with jade jewels in glamour, combined with a straight nose and full rosy lips, all perfectly cuddled inside her small oval face, her hair was bright caramel brown color, relaxing on her thin shoulders to reach the end of her breasts.
Her current state was nothing like her, dark circles embraced her swallowed under eyes, leaving her to look beyond tired, I suppose she didn't get much sleep in the last few days, her cheeks and nose were bright crimson pigment revealing how many tears she shed.
"Mommy look at me, I'm fine, okay? please stop crying. "I begged in pain.
She erupted in tears saying that she was sorry for being the reason why I had to endure such an unhappy life.
At that moment, I couldn't say anything in response.
I opened my mouth to emotionally support her, but sadly found nothing to say.
"where is dad?" I asked
"in jail where he should rot because of what he has done, he's getting out after a while though but when he does, he's going out of our lives this time for good," she explained pulling her trembling lips in a thin line.
"not a word Sesil" she interrupted me "I've been so patient with him, trying to pull him once again to the good side, but he did nothing but mistreating both of us. I'm so sorry baby girl, I should've taken this decision sooner, I just ..." she stopped letting a tear roll on her cheek, "I thought I could go back to those days in which I and him loved each other dearly, but now that he has done what he has done, we're over for good, "she said pulling her hands to her face wiping her glassy tears.
I felt her pain, shudders were loudly heard with every term she spoke, my mom has always said that she and my dad loved each other to the core, at least that until she got pregnant with me and they had to get married, causing him to change his whole life because he had to think of how to take care of a family, things worsen between them after she gave birth to me, he became extremely brutal, he left his job and started insulting my mom physically and verbally.
To be honest, I have always linked myself and my existence somehow to the reason why the problems overflowed between my parents.
I felt .....guilty.
I breathed hard letting out a long sigh right after" do what u see fit mommy; you'll always have my support "I declared reaching her hand, slightly shutting my eyes to pull a pitiful look.
She squeezed my hand and said "I know sweetheart, I know" she kissed my hand "you have to focus on healing for now, and I'll take care of everything"
After I got out of the hospital, my mom had already taken care of her divorce matters, we moved to another city, to delete any kind of trace of the nightmare that we had here, leaving everything behind.
I open my eyes, look around, back to the present. I get up peeking a look into the long mirror glued to my closet's door.
now I'm 19 years old, I have a different life, my mom and I rented an average apartment, we live a normal life, not a fancy one of course but not half bad at all, my mom does her best to provide us with what we need, she works as a waitress in a restaurant, I also do a part-time job when I don't have college.
I'm majoring in business, in hopes of graduating and having the job of my dreams.
I look at my wall watch "well got to get ready for another day of life" I mumble to myself.
Starting my everyday normal routine by washing my face, brushing my teeth, opening my closet to pick up my casual outfit for every day and standing Infront of the mirror brushing my hair, and putting my ultimate touches of makeup, and surprisingly leaving my hair untouched for this day.
I stare at the mirror longer, letting my eyes stalk freely my facial characteristics.
My sharp but wide mixture of colors hazel eyes, sitting right above a straight but not exaggeratedly long nose, followed by large red but little pinkish lips, my skin is tanned a little, just the right amount, my hair is light brown, curly, and spreading all over my body to reach my hips.
A small smile finds its way to my lips, as I feel satisfied with my looks.
I pick up my books, wear my shoes, take the keys knowing my mom Is working long hours today, and depart.
I arrive at college to find my best friend mara waiting for me along with Jason my male best friend, the two that I trust with my life, both of them looking pissed because of how much they had to wait for me.
"welcome your majesty, you could've taken more time arriving, you don't need to rush, "mara complains sarcastically, giving me a death glare.
I chuckle faking a tiny apologetic act "okay, okay, I'm sorry buddies, I overslept, not going to happen again"
"yea, we would believe you if we didn't know you, for four years now," Jason says putting his arm around my neck trying to playfully suffocate me "how have you been beautiful?"
"Eem having a lot of stuff to do, just working my ass off to death," I say trying to free myself
Mara stands between us pushing us "come on guys, we're gonna be late for class move your asses"
After spending two long hours full of the professor's lecture, we head toward the university's gate just to be stopped by Jason in our way.
"let's go sit somewhere we didn't see much of each other the past few days, I kinda missed you both," he suggests
I raise my eyebrow in suspicion settling my hand on his shoulder "okay, Jason what do you want?"
He looks back at me wiping a fake tear "do I not have the right to hang out with my best friends? oh my god I'm disappointed in you" he whimpers pretending to be hurt
"nuuh, you do, but saying you miss us, Is just not a Jason thing "
His hands took a rise as he admits that no silly act of his, could beat my intuition " okay, okay, the thing is that mara is bugging my ass to hook her with a guy she has a crush on, I talked the dude he seemed to be fine with it, but he wants you to come too because he's trying to set his friend with someone as well"
I roll my eyes disturbed" I don't want to be set with some random guy; you know what?! I don't want to be set with any guy! I'm pretty much fine by myself!" I complain to Jason crossing my arms.
The last thing that I want currently is a man bossing me around.
Mara looks at me sparkling her eyes, giving me a begging glimpse that no one with a heart can refuse "pretty please sesil, please, for my sack I really like this guy"
I let out a sigh "okay just this one, and I'm not promising that I'm gonna befriend the other guy"
She hugs the living day out of me "okay okay okay oh my god I love you "she screams excitedly
I laugh looking at how much excited she is "silly girl"
We reach a nearby café, two handsome and remarkably athletic guys are waiting for us.
I turn to Jason "ask them about the secret formula" I say laughing at him as he glares at me.
Don't get me wrong Jason is muscular, he has a good body, but compared to those people who have an unnatural body built, along with a lot of guys in our university, their appearances almost occur to be inhuman.
We set at the table, order drinks, and start exchanging small talks to know each other better. I roll my eyes at mara faking the cutesy little act in front of the guy she like that I knew his name is jay, since I know more than anyone that she is the wild type.
I shift my attention away from Mara only to see the other guy Stephan, looking at me like he is idolizing my face, I feel a little bit embarrassed by his stares at me.
"I can see you don't want to be here," he instigates chuckling, breaking the silence between us.
I feel the blood rushing to my cheeks making me blush a little, the guy just blurted out what I have exactly in my head as if he is Charles Xavier sitting on a wheeling chair doing the mind-reading thing.
I look at him, my eyes traveling between his facial features.
As multiple calculations and analyzes battled inside of my head, I've come finally to decide that he is handsome, he looks interested in me, so maybe if I give this a little bit of effort to open up a decent conversation and be friendly, we can eventually get somewhere.
I brutally brush the idea out of my head, "it doesn't matter how perfect of a guy he is, I don't need a guy in my life I don't want a boyfriend" an internal scream impels the weirdest grimace ever, to float on my face.
Stephan looks at me, confusion ruled his surface.
"very good sesil, now he is surely thinking that I'm a freak" I whisper to myself.
"no, I'm fine being here," I try my best to act normal.
"heem Okey beautiful if that's what you think then why don't you tell me about...." He stops for a moment tracking something behind my back since we are sitting across from each other.
"Stephan are you okay?" I question concerned reaching his arm to make sure he is fine.
I turn my head followed by my entire body to see what he is staring at, and oh my GOD, the moment I lay my eyes on him, I feel like restoring something I lost but never found.
a tall tanned guy who has a body built of a freaking bear, bright green eyes, and short dark brown hair.
An abnormal wave of attraction drugged my mind while he leads the way toward us looking like he's intending to kill someone today.
I mean sure the dude just brutally slammed my heart into a wall using his beauty.
But there was something more than his super good looks that are drawing me in.
he stands Infront of our table glaring at jay and Stephan, the two are looking like they are going to shit themselves. Couldn't blame them though, dude has a presence of his own. Mara and Jason seem to know him as well, so I assume naturally that he's a college buddy.
Once he breaks contact with both of them, he turns to look at me, his stares are piercing through my soul while Butterflies and goosebumps dancing in my stomach.
more importantly why the hell am I feeling aroused just by this guy's presence?
I get up immediately seeking the bathroom to pick up my brain cells because seriously they are a mess, I feel dizzy about to fall but he grabs my arm trying to back me up.
A feeling of electricity takes a spin in my body.
"WHAT THE HELL?" I yell no longer able to understand what's happening to me.