LATENTEREY'S POV
After completing our work given by stephen we both got retired to our rooms.
it's midnight,after getting fresh i grabbed my laptop and began to hack her laptop.
more than two weeks has passed that I'm watching her at night.its not regular as she don't use her laptop everynight.but i try to hack her laptop everynight.
today is the same I entered the code and i can see that she is using her laptop to listen music.
i gaze at the screen which is showing live footage of her.
she is walking back and forth inside her room holding a book and listening to music.
are you not tired?
i wanted to ask her but can't.
she is cute and innocent.she doesn't get involved in trouble and is serious about her studies.
her everyday schedule is fixed.she gets nightmare everyday and it must be the same one as she mumbles the same thing everyday.
it's like her nightmare really happened in the past.
sometimes I get reminded of her words which she said at the cafe that day.
["DREAM....what's that aunty....I get NIGHTMARES not dreams"]
I gulped down whispering,"is that why you said that?",trying to ask her on screen.
from when are you getting those nightmares?what are they? can't you go to a therapist rather than suffering?i again look at her worriedly
for the first time in my entire life...i had become worried for someone other than my family ...
"why",i asked myself.
she yawn tiredly then close her book and move to her bed .
suddenly, her head snap at the clock and gasp in fear.
what happen?
My eyes frowning in confusion,just some seconds earlier she was tired but now she is grabbing back her novel to read.why?
looking into screen and at her clock from screen.its showing time ,date and day.
She turned on music from her laptop then lays on bed on her stomach with a novel.
just what happened?i again look at my clock and my eyes caught the date.
twenty-seven?...
now that i think about it,when i hacked her laptop for the first time?
isn't that around the same date?
that day too she was reading late at night.
will she not sleep today too?
"what's so special about the 27th night?"
after yawning for the couple of times,she began to blink her eyes a couple of times and glare at words inside the novel.
after some minutes, she shook her head and glare at words reading it loudly.my eyes never leaving her off sight.
when her head was about to fall on the book she grabbed her book and hit it on her forehead not letting herself sleep.
"hahaha",i can't help but laugh.just look at her man ..she is hitting herself with her precious book.
i controlled my laugh and again tried to look at scene while holding it back.
after a few minutes, she shook her head then pull her palm,glared at it and slapped her own self.
"pfft",it can't be helped,"hahaha"
putting my finger on my lips to control my laughter i again look at the screen.
"no..no..don't sleep!!",i can hear her mumbling cutely.
finally,she shot groan loudly then took a glass of water and sprinkled some on her eyes.
i chew my lips controlling my smile while looking at her.
again laying back on stomach she began to read her novel but within a second she changed her position and lay on her side with her face on the opposite side of the laptop .
"urggg",i groan as i won't be able to see her now.
"wait?",smirk form on mg face ,as she again changed her position with her hand holding book's one side fell down gradually with her eyes shutting close.
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let's see how much time will she take to realise that she is asleep.
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(an hour later)
"AHHH!!"
my eyes shot open with my hand naturally going under my cushion,pulling out the revolver and aiming it in front.
"No",i snap at voice and my eyes caught the screen and voice of her coming from it.
"(sigh)",releasing long breath which i was holding, i pull down my revolver and gaze at screen.
i fell asleep an hour ago while waiting for her to wake up.
"AH...save..me...gran..pa!",she cried out making me flinch.
she is crying and shouting so much.
"where the fcuk are her parents?",my eyes linger at the door of her room.why isn't anyone coming?
"no please~",June mumbles out cryingly.
Looking at screen,my hands move,grab my cell and made a fake call on her cell.
but it's showing dead.
"what the fcuk?", cursing out loudly ,my grip tighten around my cell
"shall I call her parents?", saying out my thought loudly.i pull out her parents number which i obtained on the day when i hacked University site to obtain her information.
i was about to made a call when June cried out again making me flinch hard,
"nononono...nono...don't do..this...no...ahhh!!",she again cried out screaming loudly.
My eyes turn to screen,at her cries and shouts,"NONONO.....nono...please ..I m...like your dauter.....nonono.."
"she is shouting and crying more than usual today"
"hic..hic....nono...please...don't...t..touch ...here....ease.."
"touch?...what does she mean by that?...is this an abusive dream?",my anger rose at the word and now m getting more worried.
fcuk?...was she dreaming about getting abuse?
what the fcuk are are parents doing?i shot up from bed,grab my shirt and move out of my house
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after 20 minutes,
it's still night,i need to climb to her window.as her parents are not at home.
Looking up at the window of her room from road,after scanning my surrounding i began to climb it.
i was thinking about peeking inside first and then moving cautiously but,as soon as i arrived at her window her scream rang in my ears,
"AHHHH....NO..."
without a second thought i got confirmed that she is still asleep.jumping inside her room,i gaze around,neon light the same one which i sees now-a-days is on .
i caught her laptop from the corner of my eyes and gaze aside at her laptop settled on a table which i use to watch her.
my eyes scan around the room ,her room is small but suitable for her,gazing at the close door of her room ,my eyes finally settled at her sleeping on bed.
she is crying so much,i move beside her bed as she cried out again,
"no...no...hic...hic...no..please...don't."
looking at her cushion which is now wet because of her tears,"nono...please...don...huhu...huhu....don't pleass"
just what type of nightmare is this?...who will see this type of abusive nightmare everyday?
her cushion is getting more wet as she is not stopping her cries.
"hic...hic... "
or is she having different nightmare today?..is that why she was trying so hard not to fall asleep?
"huhuhu....no...no.."
my eyes fell at her forehead,her whole front bangs are sticking to her forehead because of sweat.
my finger move on its own and slide her hair aside gently.
her nose has turned pinkish because of her condition,
"what happen to you?", mumbling i want to wake her up and ask her but i can't or she will think of myself as a bad person.
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___to be continue.