My invisible scars

4. Heartless Brother, Pardon Me!

I came to the garden of the school after running. The most isolated place of the campus, in the back garden where nobody ever visits. But I have some feelings attached to this place. It is as lonely as I am in my life. The grasses of this side of the garden have dried up, the leaves of the trees have shredded and the land gone totally hard due to the lack of water supply.

This place makes me feel home as it is just like my life... Empty and avoided.

Our principal only cares to keep the front part well groomed and taken care of and this part, the back area is left untouched as nobody visits it.

I sat across the wall of the school building feeling dizzy. I have not eaten anything in the morning nor was I feeling any good because of the pain rising in my stomach and wrist. But already the pain had started. My brother was a monster, I don't believe he would do this to me.

He hated me, I knew that. But he will cross any limit to see me suffer, I had not known that.

I cannot even complain to my parents about what he did today or else they will beat me for accusing him for something he had not done.

Why did you make me like this God? Why do you have to keep me in such a world Where there was no sign of mercy! Why to have me born in a family that has no attachment towards me. 

Why?

Why??

Why???

My eyes cried looking at the blue sky. The different shapes of the clouds brought a smile on my face but the falling rays of the sun on my face, made me cry.

I have heard the new sunrise brings new moments in life that become memories. But in my life it is totally opposite.

The sun do brings moments yet those moments are only filled with pain, nothing else.

Don't know how long I have been seated there in the garden. My tears have dried up, and I was feeling a little good. However, my stomach churned in hunger. I held my stomach. My fingers traced the swollen skin near my navel. When I lightly pulled my top up, my eyes blurred with new tears as I saw the wounds.

It looked like I was shot with bullets. There were three puncture holes in my stomach. And all were one darker than the other one. It looked so vulnerable that I can't stop myself from pulling my top down to hide it.

My wounds look like the scars of harassment. They look as if I have been raped... Brutally r***d.

That is a different thing that I never had any relationship with any guy but the marks on my body, they look awful. All thanks to my wonderful family. They dropped no opportunity to give me scars for life time.

I sat there as the sun light grew intense. Harry must be looking for me. He and his friends must have planned everything as in how to take revenge on me for hurting him. I dared to hurt the leader of the bullies in a crowded class. It was an insulting thing, for him.

Never mind, before they reach me, should leave to go. I have another exam tomorrow and I need to revise. By the time Harry will be home, I am anyway going to get punished by all in the family. From Harry to mom, to dad and his friends from the neighbourhood, all will thrash me.

I quickly got up. Although my stomach and hand ached in affliction I anyway decided to escape the school from the back gate. There were two gates in the school, one was in the front and the other was in the back. The latter one was seldom used by anyone as the road linked to the other city.

My eyes glistened with joy when I was almost there. My destiny has never been so lucky, I never escaped like this until today. "Where the heck are you going b***h!" I felt a hard kick falling on my back and I fell on the gate.

The kick was so intense that my bottom lip got a cut as I hit my face on the handgrip of the same.

"Where do you think you are going? Harry was looking for you and you were trying to flee!" I heard him snap as he got hold of my hair and pulled me by my hair.

I was literally dragged like an animal while Austin, Harry's best best friend, dragged me until the canteen in the front side while I clutched his wrist to endure the pain. "Here is your guilty, dude." Austin threw me in my brother's feet.

My face was a few inches away from touching his shoes. I concentrated on his black shoes with white borders with my teary eyes. Trust me my heart was throbbing so wildly that I cannot dare to look up at his face as I can already assume him burning in aggression. And the lesion below his eye would just be looking awful.

"Har-Harry" I stuttered feeling his fingers caressing my hair.

"Yes baby sist... Do you have something to say?" Harry dug his fingers in my hair and massaged my scalp.

It was soothing to me but I know it was just for a matter of a few seconds as within no time he'd yank my hair and slap me. "I.. I am... I am sorry" I was nowhere at fault, I have not done anything wrong even then I fearfully apologized as that was the only way to get away from his anger.

"What? I can't hear you baby. Be loud!" he sternly bragged.

All the cells of my body quivered knowing the consequences. Harry was never a good guy, not at least when I acted like a brat in front of his friend. That is what he concluded to me every time I raised my doubts and protested against his oppressions. "I asked you something, Lilly!" With the boastful shriek, Harry gathered me on my feet by towing my hair.

He slapped my cheeks three times before he pressed my face on the edge of the circular table. I can hear the grasps of the students standing around us with shocked eyes. Many held sympathy in their eyes while many laughed and enjoyed my state.

My brother had made me a jester of the school. Whoever wanted, could effuse their frustration on me without any reason. He had made me a source of laughter. And that is what he was doing to me now. "Stop that Harry, it hurts" I cried, my hands held both his wrists so that I can lessen the pain that his yanking and slaps were giving me and rushing in my body.

Harry laughed, he pulled my face near his face as his finger pointed at the mark below his eyes. "Do you see this!" he asked. I was too scared to respond.

"I asked do you see this!" He shouted this time and I nodded in yes amidst my cries while I sat on my knees like his slave. "Don't you think it is bad. It makes me look ugly and it's all because of you!" he kicked me in my shoulder while leaving my hair.

I doomed to the ground opposite to him on the floor and curled myself into a snail. Not only my wrist and stomach but my shoulder was paining as well. My brother threw a mug of cold coffee on me while his friend Austin inverted a plate of hot noodles on my face. "Harry!" I don't know why I still called the person who was the reason why I was getting this treatment.

I shove off the noodles from my face to clear my view. I needed help, my stomach was hurting way too badly now. I needed to go to the doctor as it felt like I would explode into pieces. "Harry I.. I am hurt. Please take me to the doctor. Harry..." my eyes were constantly tearing.

I managed to get on my knees and crawled to him towards the table where he sat with his other friends. His eyes were fixed on my face, there was an unknown emotion entertaining his face and I could see he was not liking my uneven breathings even though he stayed intact while his friends made a video of me in their phones.

"Look at the b***h crawling... She looks so ugly" Austin muttered irritatingly.

While crawling more to Harry, from the corner of my eyes I saw Austin walking towards me with a jug of grey water from the sink of the canteen. He was about to turn it upside down on me when I kicked him in the leg, and he fell on the floor next to me.

All the content of the jug lapsed on him, his eyes murderously glared at me while my brother got up from his seat in pure animosity. "You..." He took a leap towards me. But earlier than he could get a hold of me I was kicked in the stomach by a fiery Austin, that I soared in the mid air before falling across a table behind me, and on the floor.

My eyes blackened. I saw something wet crawling on the floor before my eyes, thick and red. It was my blood that was oozing from my head or stomach. My breathing had almost stopped, "Lillyy! Lillyy can you hear me! Lillyy" I heard an accustomed voice that was calling my name in pure concern as I smilingly closed my eyes praying that I never get an opportunity to open them ever again.

Tbc... 

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