Chapter 14

LYRA POV.

"It will sting," The elderly man dressed in light yellow shirt said. I don't think I feel any pain now. He was treating the wound on my leg. I do realise the forest was dangerous but I have to accept it was peaceful.

He injected the injection in the wounded area and I guess due to the injection I couldn't feel the pain, because after the injection he started cutting my skin.

I should be proud of myself. I walked fearlessly around the forest barefoot. I wasn't educated so basically I was dumb.

"There you go young lady.. Don't move around" He said and winked at me. I stared at him blankly trying to understand what I'm supposed to reply in a situation like this.

"Show me your arm" He said and I recklessly gave him my arms. He got up from his place and came beside me. He opened a bottle then dipped it with a ball of cotton and then dabbed the area which was injured.

After he was done he informed me about my health. My health was pretty messed up. Even if I tried getting back to normal I knew it was just too late. Even If I die tomorrow I'll not be surprised.

One of the scariest things is knowing the time of your death. I smiled at him. This was the only thing I could give him right now. He smiled back and arranged his belongings and left the room. I was once again in that place where I started.

I was just so tired of this Loop. I laid down on the bed. I don't think I will get any sleep tonight. There was a soft knock on the door and instantly closed my eyes.

I heard the door opening and someone entered the room. I pretended to fall asleep. I should get familiar with these things.

Whoever that stranger was, he came near the bed and kept his hands on my forehead. After he was done with whatever he was doing he walked away.

As soon I felt he was out of the room I opened my eyes and checked he was gone. Sighing out loud I thought about going to the washroom but before I could go.

He entered again and I returned to pretend again like I was sleeping. He came near my bed and this time he covered me with a blanket.

I wanted to open my eyes and check who he was but he didn't leave the room this time and I pretended to sleep. After sometime he placed a pillow below my wounded leg and I didn't think I could hold back so I opened my eyes to see.

I opened my eyes a little and saw him. He was the house owner who brought me back from the forest. His behaviour was really difficult for me to understand. He is like a door you don't know what's on the other side of it.

Why can't people be honest about things? If people are kind, why can't they say it? Their actions say they are good people while their words hurt like an injection.

He rushed towards my sides and removed his handkerchief and started wiping the tears I was shedding while sleeping. It was worse to cry in front of people you didn't know.

I already knew my life was never my own but at least before I knew I was just a tool in others life but now I don't what I'm.

I was crying with my eyes closed and still was embarrassed. How I would have survived when I was facing him. He didn't leave my side. He was wiping my tears and this was making me cry even harder.

"Please stop crying. You will not gain anything out of this" He said. Give me one reason not to punch this man. Who else knows this better than me that it was just a waste of time. My tears were never in control of me.

He stopped wiping my tears and I felt him walk away from my side. He was going out of the room. I abruptly opened my eyes to find him smiling at me. He was standing near the door. His bright smile was too much comfort for me.

"Do you want to go outside?" He asked mischievously and I nodded my head foolishly. I removed the duvet and was searching for my slippers when I realised I had lost them in the forest.

I started crying again. He came to my side and I lifted my eyes and cried looking at his face.

"I can't go," I said in Between my cries. He smiled again and caressed my cheeks.

"Why?" He asked, his eyes fixed on me.

"I lost my slippers in the forest" I told him very seriously. I was expecting an angry reply but he didn't show any of those emotions.

"Will buy a new one. As for now I'll help you" He said laughing and picked me up in his arms.

"I don't want people to see me," I said slowly, resting my head on his shoulder.

"I promise no one will see you" He said and I believed him. He started walking and I didn't even try to protest. We were out of the room and to my surprise the Guards who always stood near the door were not present.

He started taking the stairs and none of them were present there either. I buried my head on his shoulder so even if someone saw me I don't have to see their face.

Slowly we reached the main hall and unbelievably none of them were seen outside. It was peaceful. He started walking towards the swing and my sprite brightened. The swing was twinkling with lights.

Near the Swing a small table was kept on which there were different fruits and chocolates. One big sofa was there and the tree was decorated with lights.

We walked upto the swing and I wiggled to move towards the swing. He understood me because he started moving towards the Swing too. He placed me in the swing and I sat there peacefully.

We both didn't say a word, he stood beside me holding the ropes of Swing.

"Do you want to play a game?" He asked politely. The word game really intrigued me.

"I'm injured, " I said looking at my bandaged leg. He bent down near my side. I could smell his cologne, a wild smell of fresh woods.

"I have a game which you can play while sitting." I said and my face cheered up. I was curious about the game.

"Ok" I replied softly.

"The game is called 10 Questions. I'll ask a question about you and you will give an answer and then you will ask a question about me and I have to answer you" He said explaining the rules of the game. After hearing about the game I was not entirely happy about it but needed to know certain things.

"I'll ask first." I said.

"Go ahead" He answered unbothered.

"What language do you speak among yourselves?" I asked him. I really wanted to know this. He started laughing when he heard my question.

"Whaat" I snapped at him sharply. Is my question joke to him.

"Lyra, please don't get angry. It's just that I thought you would ask me a serious question" He said mocking me.

"This is a serious question" I told him angrily.

"It's Russian" He replied without any delay. I mouthed my an O to his answer. Russian or whatever I didn't even knew this language existed.

"What's your Father's name?" He asked. My mouth froze I became mute in front of him. I didn't have a father that was something I could tell someone. But how can I explain someone that I don't even know his name.

Flashback starts

People laugh at you. Your a bastard child. Your father didn't wanted to tell you his name. He hated you. You are nothing but a trash in someone's life. You will never be happy.

Flashback Ends

"I…. Don't know his name" I said my voice breaking in shame. I didn't knew my own Father's name. Maybe this was the reason they left me. I was uselese to him, a trouble maker probably.

He shook my shoulder.

"Lyra, Hello" He said snapping his fingers in front of my face. His eyes were waiting for answer which I didn't have.

"I…" I wanted to tell him but I knew I was not ready for this. It was difficult to explain someone about your unwanted shelf.

"Lyra, you shouldn't let the ropes which tied you to pull you down. Gather up to use those ropes to climb higher" He told me confidently. He was cheering me up. He was telling me to stand strong. He was helping me.

He is a good person. I was happy to finally got one good person near me.