She is the one by Asheslove (mobi reader android TXT) 📖

'What happened to her?' I heard a familiar cold voice which turn my life into a havoc.

'Its me who should be asking this question Nicolas that WHAT you fucking did to her this time? Look at her condition' an angry voice of woman reach to my ears. There was dark all around me, complete black. I tried to open my eyes but they didn’t, they were heavy as stones.

'Are these marks given by you?' the voice again ringed.

'No, she did it to herself' his hoarse but calm voice again reach to my ears and my heart shuddered. I squeezed my closed eyes more tightly and felt myself drowning more in the darkness. I tried to wake up, move my body but didn’t felt a thing. I didn’t feel my legs, my arms, my body anything, it was only my brain which was working.

Fucking hell the women cursed and I hear her voice much clearer than before like she is speaking from close to me.

What is happening, why my body isn’t moving and soon my only working part, my brain also started shutting down as I fall in the well of darkness.

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I slowly opened my heavy eyelids and saw grey walls, my vision all blurry. I blinked once, twice, thrice and kept blinking until everything become clear. Moving my head I saw towards my left side, my left arm was on the pillow and a cannula was inserted in it which was hooked with an IV. I slowly tried to sit up when two hands came at my back holding me from both my arms, helping me to sit. I raised my eyes and saw familiar face of a woman, with black hairs, petite frame and fair skin.

Andrea,

the same woman I saw in the hospital when I was admitted. 

She smiled at me gently.

After making me sit properly, she opened her belongings and took out an ampoule. Breaking its seal she filled a syringe, removed the needle from it and came back to me. 

'How are you feeling?’ she asked politely inserting the syringe in one of the duct of cannula and slowly started to inject the content in it. I didn't make any attempt to reply her back. The content travelled in my vein and I hissed when felt my nerves burning from inside. When it was half done she stopped and looked at me 

‘You got a panic attack yesterday’ she said softly and again started to inject the content before speaking again. 

‘Nicolas found you in the bathroom trembling, completely drenched and screaming, he tried to bring you back in senses but when you didn’t he called me. You were out from sixteen hours straight’ she stated. After injecting the whole content she removed the syringe and sat beside me. 

I wasn’t hearing whatever she was taking, ignoring her lost in its own until she asked. 

‘I don’t know what’s up to you Elena but do you have something related to any trauma or disorder’ and her question bring me out of my lost thoughts and my head snapped towards her. Her eyes were on the wounded knuckles of my right hand and travelled from there to scratches on my arms and then ended on the marks of my face.

No, if she found out anything she will tell him and if he will know about my trauma then I can’t imagine what he will do to me. He will certainly use my weakness against me to make me submit to him and torture me until I will give up and now it's more easy for him to break me and took control over me in this situation.

I looked at her face and was about to deny when her phone buzzed, averting attention from me she excused herself and went outside of the room talking in Italian with her phone on her ear. I relaxed but now she filled a new fear in me with my others.

Everything is ruined, he screwed up everything, and he fucking brought all my memories back, my demons are back. I am back at the same place where I was standing six years ago, the panic attack I got earlier was the same I used to get before every single day, every fucking time whenever I saw myself in the mirror. 

My breathing became erratic, chest falling up and down. I looked at the drip attached to me which was about to finish and jerked the cannula harshly away from my arm in anger. Blood oozed out from the vein where it was attached. I was looking around in frustration and anger when my eyes fall on her stuff. There was many ampoules, vials, syringes and many other medical stuff lying but what caught my attention was a vial which reads ketamine. 

When you suffer from trauma, panic attacks, depression, stress, anxiety and seek for medical help, you came to know about many things. Without giving any second thought I grabbed it and was looking at it when I heard Andrea coming back so I quickly hide the glass vial under the pillow. 

‘What the hell’ she shouted with widen eyes when they fall on the blood on my arm. She rushed towards me and pulling out a cotton gauge she pressed it at the point where it was bleeding. 

‘What the hell is wrong with you Elena, why did you removed it and hurt yourself’.

What the hell is wrong? A high urge to laugh and shout on her words at the same time rise in me but I avoided it. What is wrong, is anything right here. What is happening with me isn’t wrong, what he is doing to me isn’t wrong, my past resurfaced because of him isn’t it wrong but my mouth won’t open to say anything, my expressions blank.

‘You are fine now, Nicolas is coming take care and don’t harm yourself, I told you earlier, it’s not going to help you’ she said packing her belongings and fortunately didn’t notice something missing in them. My heart crept in fear when I heard his name and tears wail in my eyes automatically. 

She looked at me, her eyes tender and soft 

“How can he hurt someone like you’ she muttered under her breath and giving a gentle smile to me left the room.

I was alone in the room, the silence, the loneliness slipping inside me, frightening and making me more numb then I was before. Mom, Dad I want you, they found me again dad what will I do, I am surrounded by monsters and demons once again all around. My old memories are back. No one is here to help me.