Am I a superwoman?

After I finished crying, I saw that Danish was still looking at me like he was checking me out.

It made me feel shy, so I stood up and awkwardly said, "that I was fine now."

He looked at me like he wanted to say something to me, but I looked away.

I have to go before mom gets mad.

And beats me up again. I say that last part in my head.

I started walking and looked back last time.

All I could see was guilt in his eyes and something else I couldn't put my finger on.

I didn't want him to feel guilty.

It wasn't his fault. And with that in my thoughts, I walked into the house.

It felt kind of weird being in the house again.

It felt warm and familiar, but at the same time, I didn't feel welcomed here.

The fact that I am leaving tomorrow is still unbelievable to me.

Is he going to be good to me?

Why did he leave me?

Does he have a wife now?

Did he really cheat on my mom?

There was soo many things in my head.

All the questions stayed blank because there was no one to answer them.

I went into my little room.

The only one that knows how many nights I had cried.

How many times I was in pain.

I see that my mom is looking through my bag that I had my other pair of clothes in.

"Do you only have this pair of clothes," she asks awkwardly.

Yes, they are the only clothes you bought me. I say to see mom's reaction, but she looks away like she was trying to figure something out.

"We will just lend you a pair of Ilham or Ava's clothes. It will be alright. Go to the bathroom and wash yourself up. Don't come out till you are clean!" she says to me and leaves my room.

I sigh and pick up my robe.

I go into the bathroom.

I gently put my clothes off.

The bandages Ava put on for me were red because of the blood.

I put them off and go in the shower.

I hiss in pain.

My whole body is still hurting.

After what felt like forever, I went out of the shower and put the robe around me.

Normally I have my clothes with me so that I can put them on when I come out of the shower, but since mom said that I have to wear Ilham or Ava's clothes, I have to run to my room so that dad and Dany can't see me.

I don't really think that dad knows about this, but if Dany comes, it would be really awkward.

Just thinking about it makes me heat up.

I open the door of the bathroom and put my head out to see if someone is out there.

It is clear so I can go.

I fully opened the door and ran as fast as I could to my room, hoping not to bump into anyone, but it seemed like the world was against me when I bumped into someone.

I was waiting to fall to the ground, but two strong hands held me by my waist.

My hair was all over my face, and it was difficult to look at that person, but I could make out that it was Danish.

He gently puts one hand up and gets my hair out of my face.

I was soo embarrassed to look at him, so I closed my eyes.

"Open your eyes. I won't eat you up," Danish says, smiling.

I slowly open my eyes and look at him.

"Are you okay? Why were you running like that? It looked like you saw a ghost," he says, holding in a laugh.

I knew he was just trying to ease the situation we were in.

I... I... was running to.. my room.

Why am I stuttering?

Can you close your eyes?

I feel uncomfortable. I say to Danish.

He quickly closes his eyes and gently lets me stand up.

I ran to my room and quickly closed the door.

Why did this have to happen to me?

How will I face him after this?

This will be soo awkward.

I slowly walk to my bed and see that there is a pair of baggy jeans with a white crop top and leather jacket.

It was topically something that Ava would wear.

She always looked soo cool in them, and I always admired her for her sense of fashionable clothes.

I kinda felt jealous that I never could wear clothes like that.

I feel something tingling but at the same stinging and slowly touch it with my hand.

I hiss in pain. Blood was on my hand.

My wound must have opened when Dany caught me.

Not knowing how to fix this and worrying because I have to wear a white crop top, someone knocks on the door.

Who is there?! I scream.

"It is me, Ava," says Ave and I quickly open the door.

She had the first Aid kit in her hand.

Could she read my mind? I ask myself, surprised at how she came at the perfect timing.

"I thought you would need this," she says while holding up the First Aid kit.

You came at the perfect timing. I say while smiling shyly.

"How are your wounds?"

They are much better, but some opened, I say while pointing at my back.

"Oh, that is why you said I came at the right time," she says while taking a look at my back.

She first cleansed the blood and then bandaged it.

I was trying my best not to show that it was painful, but Ava noticed it.

"I am almost done. Try to put up with it," Ava says while trying to do it gently.

After a few minutes, she had finished, and I put my robe on again.

Did you pick the clothes for me? I ask her.

"Yeah, I hope you like them," she says, smiling.

I do! but...

"Ohh, it is about the white crop top, right?" she says.

"You are afraid you will stain it with your blood,"

Yeah, I say while looking down.

Ava puts me in a hug gently.

"Shall I get you the black one?"

I nod my head.

After a while, Ava comes back with the black crop top and a tray with food.

You didn't have to do this.

What if.... she saw you?

I wanted to say mom, but she doesn't deserve to be called that.

Ava smiles at me.

"It is okay. Mom is in her room busy talking to someone," she says while placing the tray with food on the bed and gesturing for me to sit down.

I walk to her and sit down.

"Make sure to finish everything, then get some rest. It is already 8. They will come early tomorrow to get you," Ava says.

I could notice her voice cracking, but I just smiled at her because I knew we would both cry if we started talking.

Make sure to get some rest too, and thank you for everything.

"It was my pleasure," she says, smiling and closes the door behind her.

I quickly ate my food while letting out a tear I had been trying to keep in.

I was terrified and didn't know what to do, but if this was better for both of us, then I was more than ready to do this.

After finishing, I put the tray on the ground.

I slowly go under my blanket.

It took me a while to fall asleep, but I did in the end.

** 10 Hours later**

"Wake up! It is time," I hear, and I groan in pain.

I open my eyes and see that it is her.

"Stop looking at me and make yourself ready. Your father said that they would come to pick you up at 9 am, and it is already 6 am!" she says while storming out.

Wait!

Are they awake? I ask her.

She laughs.

"Why would I disturb their sleep just for you?" she says while walking out.

Of course, what did I expect, honestly? But this was for the better because I didn't know how to say goodbye to them.

I quickly got up and went to the toilet to brush.

I knew no one was awake, so I calmly walked to my room to put on the clothes that Ava had brought me.

After that, someone knocks on the door and comes in.

It was Ava.

"Were you planning to leave without saying goodbye?" she asked me.

I was planning to, but it seems like it didn't work out.

She walks to me and lets me sit on my bed while plugging the blowdryer in.

She starts to blowdry my hair while combing through it.

I came here to make you look your best.

This way, you can let them see that you are confident. Ava says, smiling.

Even if I look my best on the outside, I know I am broken glass from the inside.

"And that is why I hope that this step that you are taking will be the reason to slowly pick yourself up again,"

Once a glass breaks, you can't unbreak it again. I say to Ava.

"I know, but I know that you are strong too. You can make the impossible turn into possible," Ava says while stopping the blow dryer.

What? Am I a superwoman? I smile.

"You don't need to be a superwoman to be strong," Ava says while hugging me from the back.

"We are all broken in one way or another, but truly, the strong ones are only the ones that stand back up again and let the world see that they won't allow it to swallow them up."

I turn myself around and hug her.

I hope that you can reach the goals that you want and break all the obstacles that come your way. I say to her while crying.

After a few seconds, I break the hug and get an envelope under my pillow.

Could you give this to Dany for me? I say to her.