Wu Tian's POV:
I felt flickers of rays of the sun caressesing my skin and I opened my eyes to find that the sun rays has filtrated through the half drawn curtains which has directly casted the light on my face.
I turned into the soft velvety cushion of the pillow to avoid the glaring sunlight but the softness and the sudden pain on my right side knocked me out of my senses for the moment as I felt sharp pain shooting all over the right side of my body.
I stilled into the same position as I tried to grasp on air when the pain became almost unbearable. I let the wave of pain go before I tried to move, that too as little as possible.
The pain slowly subsided and I stayed in the same position for some more time before I moved as slowly as I could.
I uprighted myself into a sitting position which I don't even know how long it took before huffing out in relief when the pain didn't came back.
The pain is still there but dull and throbbing as compared to the sharp and shooting one that happened before.
After the mini war that I just fought I finally came to my senses and took in the clear glance of my view.
I am in some big grey black furnished room with a few blue things here and there.
The walls and the flooring of the room are all greyish hued while the furniture and the beddings are all black, giving the room and overall darker tone. The only hint of light in the room was coming from in between the curtains which are all pasted on the wall and are half drawn letting the few rays of light filter in through the mini gaps in the curtains.
I was finally feeling sober enough when the things from the night before and the past few days came crashing down on me and I almost lost my breath again.
The lies, the kidnapping, the pain , the panic, the loss of hope, the struggle, and the betrayal. The worst of all that is, my broken heart and then getting into an accident. The one where I lost my dignity and any feelings that may concern with love.
I gasped as a single lone tear leaked out of my eye and I continued to stare at the ceiling not able to feel anything past the suffocating feeling in my chest.
After a while of trying to breathe through my silent panic attack I was finally able to grasp a hold on myself before I took in the big room again.
I don't remember much after I left the party as I was not in the right sense of mind. The things are a little blurred but I do remember the glaring car lights and before I could comprehend anything, the car has slammed into me.
And the reality of past few days finally dawned on me. I have been so close to almost loosing my life. Be it the kidnapping or the accident of last night.
I had come so close to death that the reality of my whole life hit me hard at once. Before this I have always been strong, independent and as many have told me before.. cold.
My heart had long ago turned to stone ever since my parents gave up on me, my siblings gave up on me.
And now the last of all is, when even my boyfriend gave up on me. It was the last nerve which snapped everything into place.
And now I am finally ready to let go of it all.
I panicked again when I realised that I almost lost my life last night. The pain that I am feeling must be due to the brunt I took yesterday, when the car has knocked me.
The stranger from last night, I can only vaguely remember his face but nothing else. It might be his house because I can't think of anything else.
Deep in thoughts, I caressed the soft silk sheets as I tried to remember more of last night but my brain couldn't remember much. Maybe a side-effect due to the accident.
After sweating my misery for a while I was finally able to get up with my head still buzzing as if thousand bats were hammering on it and move towards the bathroom as my first need of the day was relieving my bladder which was screaming at me to empty it.
I somehow was successful in getting to the bathroom on time. After washing my hands I looked at the larger than my apartment sized bathroom, the only thing that I own in my life.
Another short trip up to the bed I was sweating badly even with the air conditioning on. So I layed back against the dark head rest and inhaled few deep breaths.
I managed to think of most of what happened, Wei Yuhan, my friend cum boyfriend for three months who took me in when my parents threw me out of the house and have sheltered me when I didn't have anywhere else to go. He betrayed me in the worst way possible.
And though now that I think about it I don't feel sad too. Yesterday's reaction was only because the past few days when I was running away from the goons trying to save my life I was looking for a desperate hope for survival. And I was constantly thinking about him so much that after coming back I was in a desperate need of a reassurance.
Or maybe just for the period of the past few days I had been subconsciously relying on a hope of something or anything. Because even when I was on the run I never for once thought about my parents because I knew they would never come to look for me.
But the past three months that I spended with Wei Yuhan, I, for sometime forgot the cruelty of my life. I allowed myself the delusion of a perfect fake reality where I pretended that I am someone else and my problems don't exist.
I allowed myself to be distracted. I let myself before fooled. And the reality stuck me harder than ever this time too.
So when my delusion broke and I was faced with my reality again, I am not surprised anymore lest shocked.
And about Wei Yuhan, he is just another person of my life that I have let get the better of myself.
With how heartbroken I was about the kind of life I was dealt with ever since I was eight years old, I honestly didn't give him much thought, he was just a person that showed me kindness when I was at my most vulnerable.
And after what happened three months ago I was in a desperate need of some respite, something which could take my mind off things, and to avoid everything I was glad for this distraction which came in the form of Wei Yuhan.
I was avoiding it all when a few days back I was kidnapped by some goons on the way back from a meeting.
I didn't let my mind wander to the darker times that I have had those three days.
I tried to distract myself by focusing on the present and looked in front of me and took in the only piece of frame on the opposite wall, that is a painting hung on the wall, facing the bed, about a mass of something with dark strokes of paint hightailing it on the ends, making the already dark strokes of the painting seemed darker at precise points.
I couldn't clearly see the picture due to the curtains still shadowing most of the room.
Though what attracted me most was the the familiarity of it.
With beheld breath, I slowly leaned forward, careful of the pain on my side and my eyes widened when I saw the one mystery that I was trying to solve, all those months ago.
But before I could do anything else, there was a light knock on the door before it swung open and my attention was drawn to the door...
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