The Universe Conspired For Us To Meet 86 Diary-9

I was scared beyond wits and totally petrified. I sat there unmoved. I didn't know what to do. Especially on seeing him die like that. I didn't know if I'd to rejoice that he's permanently gone and I'd never have to undergo this torture ever or I'd to grieve that along with him even aunt and uncle are all gone now.

All those buried feelings deep down my heart, which I thought I'd take it with me to my grave, finally found its outlet like a flame on that monster. I'll never forget the way his eyes looked at me with fire in them when he was on top of me leaving behind those wet kisses on every part of my body. And today, how that very fire burnt him to ashes.

At his funeral, I cried, I cried my heart out! Yes, I genuinely grieved for aunt and uncle. But for that monster, it was only tears of joy. At last, I found my freedom from his nauseating confinement which had traumatised me into a living dead body.

My mommy or daddy never came back even for once. Therefore, I started staying with my grandma and she was everything to me. Except her, nothing else mattered to me anymore. My grandma stayed at the countryside. The serene environment felt therapeutic. I tried to wash away all his wet kisses along with his dead body. But then, it wasn't that easy since it was deeply rooted inside me. But grandma's unconditional love transformed me from a weak, fragile girl to the strong, independent girl I'm today.

I never looked back from then on. I got enrolled into an all-girls school and started pursuing my studies with the same seriousness. I started channeling all my energy into dancing. Luckily, I found a guitar instructor near my place who taught me to play the guitar. Music and dance turned into my pa.s.sion, a soothing factor for all my scars. It became the very reason for my existence thereafter.

Everything was going good until one day, when I lost my grandma too. I was left broken yet again. I'd n.o.body who I could say were my people, even though I've mommy and daddy. I once again felt hollow inside. The dark memories began haunting me.

That feeling of losing everyone started bothering me again. First, I lost my daddy followed by mommy. I lost my aunt and uncle. I never regret losing that monster though. And now my strength, my guardian angel grandma. I lost her too. I don't want anybody else in my life. I lose anybody who comes into my life. Especially the ones who love me. Am I that jinxed? Just that thought is enough to distraught me.

Ronnie immediately shouted. "No way Maya! You are not jinxed. I'll prove you otherwise. I'll stay in your life and make your remaining life with me the best."

He paused, "Come to think of it, you having lost your memories is actually a blessing in disguise. You've actually started everything afresh now. I'll be there by your side no matter what Maya. I'll have to share all of this with Dr Thomas uncle first."

Few more lines were left over on that page. So Ronnie read it…

All my life I grew up with an att.i.tude of hating this evil, prejudiced society; the cruel men who don't mind jeopardising innocent lives for moments of pleasure. I wish I could do something to help girls like me when I become a successful woman. That incident left me vow to myself.. TO NEVER EVER LET A MAN IN MY LIFE!!!!

But until that day, when everything changed...

That page ended. So Ronnie curiously flipped over the page to find it to be the end of the diary. "What? The end of this diary? Where is the continuation of this?" He frantically flipped the pages. But they were all the ones which he'd already read.

Disappointment loomed over Ronnie. "Maya, what happened after that? What changed?" Ronnie was left helplessly curious now.