When mommy returned home I asked her about, Denny. She sadly
told me about Denny, who had intentionally overdosed herself with many poisonous pills. I literally couldn't take it, hearing that killed me, I almost died, for me hearing that was the death of me, I thought that she was my Denny, my strong child. My baby, the girl I raised with my own piece of advice. I was deeply sad as I had raised her with my own motivation and my own life lessons, she was my pride, I was proud of her and I loved her, I could give her anything I had and she had committed such a grave mistake. I cried, my eyes were numb and then the alarm rang.
The PREVIOUS Night ( VIDEO) (clicked by David, Ronny's enemy to make it viral) :
Denny:"Ronny! please don't go. I'll be alone and I hate these things please I'll be dead, why are you leaving me?"
Ronny: "Really I don't know but I don't like you now things are absurd between us and I feel we should leave."
I saw that stupid girl holding onto his legs and begging him not to go, I paused the video there. I was broken looking at that, see me it was my replica, my own replica. I sat on my house floor crying in pain and begging to God to only keep my Denny safe. I knew how things felt and that night she called me several times. I knew she felt ignored but how could I be with her I was with Harry. Now I had to cancel my date with Harry, so that I could see my naive Denny. I had decided to slap her first as my anger was on peak level. She shattered me and acted like the other weak lovers. If one leaves there are 10,000 but if she leaves there was no one like her to me. Then a quest hit my head , "ugh... did she think that I too left her?" I kept thinking until long. I called Harry, and told him that I would'nt be able to make it. Harry asked me the reason and I told him everything about Denny. He was also furious about her and her devastating step.
I drove right to 'The City Hospital.' Where my stupid piggy was lying, she was infact dying and she fucking left me crying. There it is, on my way to the hospital, I saw him fucking, oh sorry sitting on a nearby rock with another girl. Tears rolled down from my eyes, thinking that my Denny was struggling there on the hospital bed. It was when I thought of parking my car and shooting him and that girl. That bitch and that asshole. I wanted to kill both. I drove rashly in anger and reached the hospital. It was almost around 7 in the evening. I got down from the car and walked towards the entrence of the hospital. I opened the door, and walked inside, I ran through the flight of stairs and hastily reached Denny's room.
She was in a literally bad state, she was lying on the bed like a lifeless fish, and I sadly looked at her. I could see visions of past about her and me smiling, having ice creams together, shopping in the malls together and sharing our stories together. She and me having cotton candies, and having thriller rides, everything and everything, I cried. She had an oxygen mask on her face, and I could see on the screen that her heart rate rose and fell. She was pretty but mad. Her thin frail fingers were pale, infact her entire skin was pale. I saw her mommy stand there and cry. What would I infact say to her? Her tears were continuously dripping from her eyes
, I had no words, I was speechless, I was broken. To add to it I was scared scared for Denny. She literally was lying there, she was lifeless and everything was silent, the only sound I could hear was of Mrs. Thompson crying. Her tears and her melancholy were rightly visible to me. I wanted her to come back, for me, for aunt, for her hard working sibling, who worked abroad and did not know about her condition. She had it all except the guy she loved. Except that bastard except that donkey. I also felt that she deserved better.
THE LETTER :
Dear mom,
I can't express my feelings over everything that is happening to me. I am done with this world and Ronny. I have become useless now. So I have decided to end all my suffering and be happy, I want to be in a better place that is hell.
I say a happy bye to my best friends Cheryl and Celia, my Liz. My mom and my happy sister Debora. I can't live anymore and I wish to die, and these pills are my solution.
BYE!
I read the letter, and tears filled my eyes, I was numb and blank, I didn't know what to do. I felt like I died, I felt like I took those pills, I felt her break up pain. Above all I was a looser, as I was sitting on the hospital bench, I saw Harry coming with a boy around his 20's and half beaten up. I was stunned, I rightly looked, he was Harry. He was damn scolding that boy, whose face I could not see, but the figure seemed familiar. Harry and the brutally beaten guy were approaching Denny's ward. Both stood near the door and Harry was angrily scolding the boy. I quickly went there and I saw that the boy was Ronny. Harry claimed that Ronny was his younger brother, who was usually left at home because he was considered an introvert. Harry told me that they did not tell anybody that Ronny was a part of their family. I knew that there was something more to it but I did not bother to ask as it may have hurt Harry.
Ronny aggressively looked at his brother, he was smiling even though he was beaten badly and continuously asking his brother why they had come there. Ronny looked at my Denny and did not even feel anything towards her. She lay there lifeless and almost battling to be alive. I was scared for her, I wanted to make that stupid girl realise that the boy she loved never bothered. Oh fuck there comes Maggy with his bitch, that fucking bitch,
I was wondering that what happened to that woman all of a sudden? , was she ill? or was she dying after torturing Maggy's poor old mother? I would be happy to see that bitch bleed to death, but she wasn't, she was fine, but why gad they come there? Finally I saw them both asking the receptionist, for Dr. Morris. I exactly knew now that bitch was pregnent. I was furious, my blood boiled. I wanted to k*** that bastard and his wife. My share of happiness was fucking with her. I was broken nothing could be said now.
Another thing I realised was that, Denny's this step also could be my fault because she was a part of my values and I had an answer to this that both of us choose wrong men. Harry seemed distressed. Now I had Harry so Maggy did not matter but I don't know why there was a void in me, which I felt only Maggy could feel, but I wanted Harry. I knew Harry wouldn't leave me. He was kind and a man of word, a man of one word, but he was a bit cruel. I would never beat up Ronnie so badly, but after what he did to my Denny he deserved it. I could see Maggy staring at me, but I bothered not to look and get affected. That bitch was doing unnecessary trials of catching his attention. Fuck! I felt dead. What could I do now, I was completely angry I had turned red and now I wished to kick something, so I liked the hospital wall and my toe nail broke and bled, right from my beautiful slipper. I did not feel any pain , the only pain I felt was Maggy and Edna, she was laughing at my situation and I was crying at my own. The depth of my pain had no intensity and I was a poor broken woman , who expected and dreamt to be his wife and sacrifice my everything for him. I had done everything to keep us alive but he did not react back, it was like trying to make a dead tree alive I was almost in tears again. My life was like a shipwreck. The nurse passing by saw my nail bleed and made me sit, later applying some medicine. I looked at the place I injured myself and saw a small pool of blood formed there, the maid cleaned it instantly. There only later I saw a woman who is in her late 40's crying out loudly with all she had, that was her only son who had done something like Denny. I could not blame them though but you know life is all about controlling and being strong, tears again rolled down from my eyes , by now my eyes were red. I know heartbreaks tear you but the best part lies in not letting yourself being tore apart. I had fucking list my 8 year old relationship and who would believe me after all that I suffered I was still ..., I broke down. Harry looked at me, he decided to drop Ronnie home and after that stay with me. I don't know why but I agreed. I now wanted this man, I felt something in him, my heart rate increased. He went pulling Ronnie harshly with him. Ronnie seemed half dead, but used to this treatment. My sis like figure lie like a dead figure on the hospital bed.
Suddenly looking at her I drifted in my imaginary world. The world which had closed doors for Maggy, and I called him the maggot of my life. He really ate my heart up. So let's get back to my memory.
The Cold night :
It was 27 th of November 2004, I was sitting in the park with Denny. I was wearing a red top with a blue jean, and Denny taunted me saying that it did not match, all the more laughing at my dressing sense. She was wearing a light purple top and a grey pant in which she looked stunning. I had told this girl long ago to leave Ronnie , but she did not agree. I did not know why I sometimes disliked his Vibe for her. The atmosphere had a different happiness filled air in it. We both were happily chatting, with a hot coffee cup in our hands we got, from the nearby cafe. The coffee also seemed splendid. We were speaking about, our so called splendid bf's who now no more meant anything to us , they were already dead. That night we both decided to spend there itself ( in the park). We spoke so much that at did not return home only. Who will believe me saying for our night in the park we played catch and cook and ghost hunt. It was a funny but memorable night for me. As I had gone back to the night, a sharp cry pierced my ear.
I came out from my dream world and looked behind, it was the same poor lady, the same lady who I saw wailing just approximately 30 minites before, with her son. Her only son. I knew that he was her only son because she was crying saying that only. The guy looked around his 15's or 16's and I knew he had also eaten some toxins as there was froth coming out from his mouth. I was approaching his mother to console her, but I knew no consolation worked now. She thought he was no more, but the doctor rushed out and screamed to her that her son was all right and it was a miracle. My eyes were waiting tk see Denny alive too. Finally our wait ended ( Denny's mommy and me), the doctor told us Denny was awake and we went to see her, before that the wailing boys mother said, 'kids now have no value of the sacrifices of their parents. The pain the parents under go to raise them, they just kill themselves in one minute.' I was devastated hearing this but I went to see Denny hastily. I rushed in and she slowly opened her eyes after 24 hours. I did not see anything as I helped her sit, and hugged her before aunt. I stopped hugging and crying and slapped her across her face as I was curious at her. I asked her about her mommy and us, what would have happened if us if she died , but she was blank. I too did not expect that from me. I was said sorry to aunt fir slapping her daughter but she wasn't furious at me as if I had done something right. Denny said sorry to us and I was okey, but aunty was quite. She did not say a word. The moment Denny said, 'mommy,' the woman wailed and began to scold her. As I blamed myself for everything, I blamed myself for letting her be with that fucker. Meanwhile my Harry came... um... hum... uh... ugh.... my Harry? Sorry damn it. The funniest part was until now it was my Maggy but now it became my Harry. I was impressed with the change in myself. I could see his shadow behind me, he was infact breathing over me. I could hear his footsteps, I turned behind and looked at him I fucking wanted to, cress him. He looked too good, handsome, cute, I really don't know what to say, his wet hair on a bit long stuck to his forehead, and his two shirt buttons open, he looked my my.... He looked hotter than Maggy, now I believed the fact that the later you get the best is yours. God had given me Harry. I again felt like believing in love, he was the first man I felt for after Maggy. His white shirt and the thin grey pant suited him. his brown eyes and hair made me look madly at him. He smiled at me and went near Denny, he knelt on his knees and said sorry to her and scolded for doing such a thing. She noticed me staring at Harry, but all the more she was confused as to why Harry was saying sorry to her. Harry explained everything to her, I noticed the difference between Maggy and Harry, Maggy disliked Denny but Harry was good to her. He spoke well with her oh oh he won me. I didn't know if I won him. She still bragged about Ronnie to me, but a little bit lesser. Still, she seemed matured in a day. My girl in a day. The cutey I raised, I excused myself and went out, as I wanted to use the washroom. There itself at the entrence I saw that useless male waiting for his wife, outside the washroom. I was done with him and his shit, I really don't know what happened to him, he seductively looked at me and took two steps towards me, pressing himself on me, and the wall on the other side. I was feeling his filthy breath over me. This time I did not like it, when we were together he often did it but not now, now I had Harry upon me. I wanted to speak a word but he kissed me, not letting me say anything. I was fucking scared, I turned cold and numb. His warm body pressed against mine, I could feel it. Finally he stopped his shit and whispered in my ears saying that I looked gorgeous, my eyes widened but I didn't blush, like before, I simply screamed Edna and pushed him, as he turned to see his wife. I ran towards the washroom and looked at the mirror, I could not believe he fucking kissed me. He literally did that shit, when I wanted that from him he gave less, and when I never wanted it anymore he just comes and fucking uses me like a tissue paper. Edna saw me nervously breathing, she said, 'Dare you fucker seduce my hubby, he is mine and only mine, and a bitch like you does not deserve him. I am pregnant again and he will be mine only completely mine.' I nervously nodded and rushed to the toilet to relieve myself. I came out and rushed to see Denny. Maggy was on the canteen counter, I could see him, the same smell of cigar and his scent hit my nose. I took a minute and smelled myself, fuck I smelled like him, that's because he fucking touched me. I noticed a change in him, since he married Edna, he smokes alot, I mean when he was with me he smoked only once, maximum twice. I shrugged and said to myself why should I bother for that man. Last night I heard from mommy that Edna hit Maggy's mom for not cooking snacks for her bitchy friends like her, and the worst part was that dog didn't even retaliate. I'd kill him seriously, I loved his mommy and she loved me too, but I couldn't say anything to Edna the bitch because I wasn't present there or else I would have killed her. As I was approaching Denny's room, Edna stopped me and taunted me, she approached me, and even raised her hand to slap me but infact I stopped her hand and slapped her back which made the corner of her lips bleed. I scolded her for beating up my favourite woman, she asked me who was I to say all that, not even her daughter, and I replied, saying that, I am her daughter and more than her son.