Stella's POV

The breeze carried the noises on the streets far away from here. It is complete silence now; the similar silence that a good man lying on his dead bed receives but no one knows what it's like to hear the scream behind this peaceful silence.

I am sitting on my bed, replaying all the recent events on repeat. I want to forget this and escape this by going to sleep but my mind prevents me from it while my eyes closing, refusing to listen.

I walk to the window and stare out of it in complete darkness, hoping this darkness could dissolve and disappear me. I look down at the street to see a woman with a five old girl walking hands in hands under the light of the lamp. The voice of the girl is loud and clear that I can easily hear her whine about something to the woman which I guess is her mother. I lean against the window trying to hear their conversation.

"Mummy, I don't wanna go home." The girl voice starts getting louder after every single word she pronounces.

"I didn't have money, my child. It got all over while I was buying other essential things for home. I promise you that I'll buy you that tomorrow." The mother's voice on the other hand is soft and low but still I can catch some of her words.

"Shut up! I don't wanna talk to you, mummy. You promised me and now you're the one to break it." I roll my eyes at her statement. This is the reason why I find kids annoying.

"First come to mummy." The mother opens her arm wide enough for the girl to jump and hug her but the girl abruptly turns her head away. I notice a flash of hurt crossing across her face though she quickly covers it with a smile. The mother further adds, "Mummy is hurt."

 The girl slowly turns her head towards her mom to notice her expression and while the girl can only see the fake hurt on her face, I can see everything like something like that has happened before. The girl quickly jumps into her mother's arm and then looks her in the eyes and asks, "Mummy promise that you'll be buy it for me tomorrow." The mother lets out an audible dramatic sigh which makes me smile and finally she nods her head. The girl's happiness can be clearly sees on her face as if someone has sprinkled some magic spell.

And with that they both walk away and fade in this night like all other strangers.

This felt like some play played in front of my eyes which reminded me of my old days when I didn't recognize what I had. I go and sit back on my bed and after a few minutes, I escape this land to enter the dream sand.

I open my eyes but to my surprise I am not in my room. I am in the hall which is strange because I don't remember coming in the hall of the apartment. Though it is a matter to think upon but right now I can't think because of the tiredness and therefore, I sigh and start heading back to my room when something makes me stop in my step.

It can't be.

I turn my head with my now wide open eyes slowly every single inch to the source of sound coming from the closed door. I can't explain my feelings anymore. It's like a single feeling which can be poured at two different scenes.

I put my each step on the floor slowly and cautiously while heading towards the door. Even if I am sweating in my own fear, I still can feel the happiness of meeting her.

Once I reach to the door, I lean my head against it and close my eyes to take in her voice, scare that it will vanish away. I can care less on what they are talking about but when I hear my name leaving as a word from her sentence, I start eavesdropping.

"You don't get to say anything to me." I hear the anger in his voice which travels to my eardrums and ends up giving me goose bumps.

"But you need to change for me, for your child, for yourself. You need to stop drinking." I can hear the pleading in her voice. She always wanted to make things right even after knowing it can't be. My heart melts at her words. I close my eyes and sense a lone teardrop falling from my eyes travelling to the end of my chin, it fades the vision of my eye.

I sigh and was going to open the door to meet her beautiful eyes when a voice of glass crashing echoes in the hall. I can't bear it anymore, I had gone through it once when I was kid but now not anymore. I reach the door knob and turn it without thinking. I enter the room with confidence but I find myself standing again at the dead end road.

How is this possible?

I hear a pair of footsteps but can't see anyone. I turn and look in all directions but find no one and suddenly the lamps of the streets go out and now I can't see anything anymore. It isn't like I was able to see anything before but now in complete darkness on a strange tragedy street, I feel nothing but scared. The voices of footsteps start coming from the front. I start shouting my lungs out for help and run when suddenly my back hits the dead end and the scene changes.

It's like I am travelling in some kind of time machine or more like place machine. Now I am again here in the apartment but this time there is no shout or scream, there is perfect silent that I can hear the voice of my ragged breathing. Sometimes there must be silence that I adore but this one gives me dangerous chills, something doesn't feels right and so I start running towards my room.

When I am few feet away from my room, I start thinking about the outcomes that can happen at the last moment and to avoid being scared I shut my eyes, blocking my world and quickly slipping inside my room. I sigh, trying to catch my breath. I rest my hands on my knees and fall down backwards on the bed. As I fall I feel something crumple below. I take a long deep audible breathe before standing up ready to face whatever it is. I stand up and turn my face towards the bed to find an almost crushed note.

I pick it up and something urges inside me to open it. I unfold it slowly while trying to calm myself as my hands are shivering from all the past incidents. Once opened, I find something scribbled on it. I squint my eyes trying to read whatever it says.

And it says, 'My adorable Tessa tonight had ended well.'

I wake up frantically from my nightmare with a fast beating heart and no sooner do I wake up than the doorbell rings. 

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