The Bad Boy Diary – Episode 25

Written by, Rejoice

 

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#Chapter 25

 

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**Clara’s POV**

 

My world is shattered.

 

I don’t think this is reality.

 

I know this is a dream.. all a dream. It’s all a dream.

 

It can’t be true. It can’t be true at all.

 

Not after I gave my whole love.

 

Not after I sacrificed my trust for the second time.

 

I trusted with all my heart. No no this is not true at all.

 

 

It’s not true. Someone tell me what I saw wasn’t true. Tell me it’s all a dream… Tell me please.. tell me..

 

Sister! sister.. sister.. sister I heard Danelle’s faint voice. It was so faint.

 

Danelle how could you lie to me,your sister. How could you keep that away from me. You think it’s true huh? you know it can’t be true. That person wasn’t my Noah. he isn’t my boyfriend! It can’t never be Noah. It can’t never be.

 

But oh my! why’s my heart beating fast? Why’s my heart sinking? why im I frightened? Oh God. This musn’t be true. This musn’t be true..this musn’t be true at all.

 

Drake Drake! come on.. she’s moving her head again. I think she’s waking up Danelle faint voice said.

 

I felt a hand, warm and comforting on my forehead.

 

Who’s hand is this? is this Drake’s? or Noah’s? oh she called Drake.

 

His hand is so warm and comforting.

 

She’s fine.. she just need more time to get herself. I heard him say. His voice faint as well.

 

Are you sure about that? she’s slept for too long. Danelle said.

 

I slept for too long?

 

Oh great! I said it. I was right after all. I was dreaming. How could I dream such a dream.

 

Noah being arrested.

 

Noah suspected of being a high drug operator.

 

It can’t be possible. No way. I know my Noah. I know he can’t such a thing.

 

God! why have I been sleeping anyways?

 

Will she act that way again, if she wakes up?

 

Danelle said.

 

I don’t know. Drake said.

 

Memories flashed back.

 

Ohh now I recall.. now I suddenly recall. Ah I recall now.

 

I’ve woken up earlier.

 

Those times I was screaming.

 

Oh no Drake held me and I was yelling for him to let me go. but he didn’t… he didn’t let me go.. He held me till I could only sob on his shoulder.

 

Oh no! is that all true? was I dreaming? I don’t even know what’s wrong with me.

 

I wanna open my eyes but I feel so weak to do that.

 

What’s happening to me?

 

 

Hey Clara. I know you’re awake.. I heard Drake say softly. His voice wasn’t so faint again.. I think he came very close to my ear.

 

Just open your eyes. I wanna tell you something. he said.

 

Arghh this eyes. Just open! I tried to open them again and they opened a little bit but my vision were blur.

 

I could see him smiling and then Danelle came, both staring closely at me.

 

I could see Danelle’s tears too.

 

‘It’s okay Danelle. I was only sleeping. Im not dead.’ Finally I could see them clearly and my eyes are fully open. “Sisterrr” Danelle said and wiped her tears.

 

“Hey how are you? it’s morning already.” Drake said, smiling.

 

I touched my forehead. I have migraine!

 

“It’s okay. You’ll be fine.” he said.

 

I brought down my hand and sighed.

 

“Is it really true?” I muttered.

 

“Please don’t flare up this time. I beg you, calm down and i’ll tell you ok?” he said.

 

“Im calmed. just tell me it’s not true. Tell me i’ve been dreaming all this while.” He smiled and touched my forehead. Again.

 

“Your head feels hot.. uhmm please don’t talk anynore so it won’t become much.” he said.

 

“Just tell me” I said then looked at Danelle .“…Danelle tell me” She was in tears. Her tears says it all.

 

“It’s.. it’s” she was saying but tears couldn’t let her finish.

 

Ah it’s all true.. right?

 

It’s okay i’ll be fine.. i’ll be fine.. I will be! but I don’t know what I did to deserve this!

 

“I DON’T KNOW!!” I cried out and sprang up from the bed.

 

Drake grabbed me. Again!

 

“I don’t know what I did to Noah!” I cried out.

 

I wasn’t struggling. I just cried out my pains.. my heart break!

 

“I don’t know what I did to deserve this pain!.. this heartbreak! it hurts so badly!” I cried.

 

Drake held me into him. Closely and tight.

 

“Clara it’s okay.” he said.

 

“No! it’s not! it’s not okay! it’s not okay!!!!” I cried like i’ve never cried before.

 

 

“He’s been lying to me! he’s been lying to me! A drug dealer!! how can I face this!!”

 

“But I was so truthful! I was truthful. I told him everything about me. I was being sincere and honest! I was truthful. I was truthful!!!”

 

“How can I bear the shame! how can I live with this pains! how can I do without you Noah!!”

 

I began strugging. To get free from Drake’s hold.

 

“Let go of me! let me go now!!!” I cried.

 

“No I can’t Clara.” he said.

 

“I say get your hands off me! I hate you! I hate men! I hate you all!! God shouldn’t have made men!” I cried.

 

“Calm yourself Clara. You gonna hurt yourself.” he said.

 

“Sister please listen to him..” Danelle said.

 

“I will never listen to any man!! bastards! liars!! liars!” “Clara pleasse.”

 

“I said let go of me!” I yelled but he still held me. he didn’t let go. He held me till I got tired of struggling and fell on his shoulder and cried. This pain is so much.

 

The pain of knowing that it wasn’t a dream. Noah has been arrested. The pains of knowing he’s a drug dealer but he wasn’t truthful. The pain of realizing he’s been a liar.

 

I can’t bear this pain. I can’t bear this pain. I can’t bear this whole pain.

 

“You’ll be fine Clara. I promise you.” he said calmly, caressing my hair.

 

I don’t think I can ever be again.. Maybe i’ll be in my next world but not in this world because im gonna end it all.

 

Im gonna end it all and it will be over. All of the pains of heartbreak. All of the whole love that I gave out. All of the faith and truth and all the commitments.

 

I thought Noah was better. I thought that I’do never face heartbreak again… but..

 

Im just gonna end this and i’ll be better.

 

[From Author Rejoice Books ] **Drake’s POV**

 

I kept on caressing her hair and she kept crying, crying and crying.

 

A phone began ringing and it was Danelle’s phone.

 

She picked it.

 

“Mom..” she spoke in.

 

“She woke up again,crying”

 

“Yes but she’s stopped now.. Drake. he’s been a great help.”

 

Clara withdrew her head from my shoulder and turned to her sister.

 

“Give me the phone.” she said.

 

Danelle sighed. “sis”

 

“Just gimme the phone. I want to speak with mom.” she said.

 

Danelle nodded.

 

“Mom.. sis want to speak with you.” Danelle said and handed the phone to Clara.

 

Clara placed the phone to her ear.

 

“Mom I wish I never doubted your feelings. I wish I had listened to you.” she said and handed back the phone to Danelle then she bursted into cries again.

 

“Mom please come I beg you.” Danelle said into the phone.

 

“Bye.” she said and dropped the call.

 

Clara threw the duvet away.

 

She threw the first pillow, second, third and last.

 

She was crying so much again and it hurt me.

 

Should I just leave her to cry?

 

“My phone. I want my phone!” she yelled.

 

Danelle looked at me.

 

I sighed.“Give her the phone.” I said.

 

Danelle took out the phone from where she hid it and handed it to Clara then picked the pillow and duvet and dropped back on the bed. Clara dialled a number and placed the phone on her ear.

 

Few seconds later she shook her head as tears rolled down her eyes.

 

“It’still unavailable” she muttered and retried it again.

 

We watched her.

 

“It’s just not going.” she said with more tears rolling down.

 

“It can’t go for now Clara. Danelle go get her coffee. She needs something warm.” I said to Danelle who nodded and walked out.

 

“I don’t wanna drink coffee. I just wanna see Noah.” she said.

 

I inhaled, “Why do you wanna see him?”

 

“I want to ask him questions or rather I want to kill him and kill myself too!” she said and shoved her hand into her hair, scattering it again. I sighed.

 

“You can’t do that. You know you don’t have the right to kill yourself and anyone.” I said.

 

“It’s not just not anyone!” she barked, “..it’s Noah! someone I trusted with my life!” she yelled.

 

 

“Clara this is world for you. You must face pains caused by someone so dear to you, someone you gave your all to.” I said.

 

She picked her phone again, typed and scrolled through.

 

Tears streamed down as she stared at her phone.

 

“It’s all true.. it’s all true. It’s all true!!” she cried out bitterly and smatched her

 

phone on the wall.

 

I let her do it.

 

Maybe letting her do it would calm her down.

 

I let her throw all the pillows away and the duvets.

 

I let her get up and push everything on the bedside table down and the bedside lamp shattered on the floor.

 

I let her keep smatching her phone till it was completely useless.

 

I let her struggle with the duvet till she flung it faraway to the door… she was

 

crying,

 

Yelling.

 

shouting

 

cursing!

 

It was a bitter scene.

 

I couldn’t hold back my tears as i let them drop and quickly wiped it off. “Why do I keep being a victim!!”

 

“Why do men keep taking me for granted!” “What happened to me! why me all the time!!!”

She was now pulling on the window curtain.. pulling it but it wasn’t falling.

 

I sighed and got up, “Clara clara you should get yourself together please.”

 

She left the curtain and headed to the wardrobe.

 

“Clara don’t! you will hurt yourself!” I said. but she didn’t listen to that.

 

She had almost gotten to the wardrobe when she screamed! out in pain.

 

I rushed to her.

 

A glass has pierced into her feet.

 

“C’mon it’s okay, come to the bed. please.” I said but she wasn’t obeying. She was struggling!

 

I had no other option than to carry her.

 

“Put me down!!” she cried.

 

I dropped her gently on the bed.

 

“Please don’t get up Clara. I beg you.” I said and thank God she stopped struggling.

 

“Danelle!” I called out.

 

The glass pierced really deep into her skin and there was so much blood.

 

“Clara you are a nurse. I know you must have first aid treatments. Where do I find them?” I asked and she wiped her tears.

 

“Tell me please. I need to get out that out” I begged.

 

“In the wardrobe, beneath the shoe stand.” she said.

 

“Alright don’t get up okay please.” I said and rushed to the wardrobe with careful steps. I opened the wardrobe and found the kit beneath the shoe stand. I carried it and rushed back without closing the wardrobe.

 

I opened the firstaid kit and first picked out a cottonwool and wiped the bloods.

 

The door opened and Danelle walked in with coffee cup on a saucer.

 

“Oh my God! What happened!” she screamed.

 

“She hurt herself.” I said and wiped all the bloods.. It was better now. I could see the glass.

 

I looked at Clara who was just shedding uncontrollable tears.

 

“Im gonna take out the glass now. It will hurt a little.” I said.

 

She faced away.

 

“Be careful please.” Danelle said.

 

“I will.” I said and pulled out the glass.

 

Clara yelled out in pain.

 

“Sorry sis.” Danelle rushed to her, caressing her hair and wiping her tears.

 

I wiped more of the blood and took out a methylated spirit.

 

I poured it on the wound and she groaned in pain.

 

“Sorry sis.” Danelle said.

 

“Sorry ok, you’ll be fine.” I said and began dressing the wound.

 

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The BadBoy Diary

 

(Helping Her Get Over Him )

 

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