"Hi there. I’ve been calling Aniya, but she isn’t receiving my call," Aniya closed her eyes when she heard Lisa’s voice from downstairs.
Lying face down on her small bed, she let her eyes drift closed. She could hear her mom arguing with Lisa and knew there was a slim chance that Lisa would win this argument. Well. Maybe she didn’t know her friend better.
She closed her eyes and hid her face more into the pillow when she heard Lisa’s voice while climbing the stairs.
Aniya wished she could hide somewhere. She wished she could die.
This was the last thing she wanted Lisa to witness.
The door opened and her mom’s voice reached her ears, "See. She is resting. I told you that the way she fell off the stairs made her too weak to even move."
Aniya kept her eyes shut. Someone stepped inside the room and the door got closed softly.
Maybe Lisa had left her mom outside her room.
"Aniya!" Aniya felt the bed near her dipping down a bit under Lisa’s weight, "Aniya. Get up. See! I took a short break from work so that I could come and see you," Aniya could feel her hand tapping softly on her head.
"Aniya. Darling. Your mom wasn’t allowing me to step inside. I had to tell her that today they are paying more because of a private Program in the restaurant. Please let your liar friend see you. Get up!" she held Aniya’s shoulders and tried to lift her with force.
"What has gotten into you? Are you on your period?" she kept talking like a chatterbox while trying to raise her, "How did you fall off the stairs? Sweetheart! Look at me," she placed her fingers under Aniya’s chin, "What’s gotten into you? Oh, damn..." The moment she saw her face she forgot what she was saying, "Aniya... what happened to your ... Oh, God!"
There was a horrified expression on her face. Aniya didn’t make eye contact and kept sitting there silently looking down at the mattress.
Lisa gulped when she saw the condition of her face. Black and swollen eyes. A deep cut near the corner of her lips. Fingers imprinted on her cheeks. The way her hand was on her tummy it seemed...
It seemed she was kicked there.
"Wh-what the hell!" she cupped her face with caution as if afraid to hurt her, "Aniya," she whispered, "What is going on?"
Aniya couldn’t speak anything. She leaned her head on Lisa’s shoulder and started crying.
"Tell me what happened? They did this to you. Right? You never fell down the stairs! Those as*sholes!" she was about to get up so that she could go out and confront her parents, but Aniya was quick to hold her.
"Lisa! No!"
"Why?" Lisa hissed, "Why not? They will kill you someday. I ... somewhat had this idea that you’ve got shitty parents, but they are... monsters...Gosh!"
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I was into the story but then the translator who was translating it for whatever language to English stopped translating half the words are half English and another language it's very hard to follow a book when you can't understand what the written word is translators need to do better...
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