《Genie Chubstin ✔》Treatment
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: " I'll tell him it was an accident"
" What if she said the truth?"
: " No one is gonna believe her."
: " You are right man."
: " Place the glass back in kitchen."
: " Sure" ( anger level was getting higher in me, i was afraid of them. No I was afraid that if i cried in front of them they will come to know i am weak. To divert my mind i started to go through the cabinets of kitchen, some had plates,bowls and flour etc, but one cabinet made me laughed. It had a first aid box. Why would Genie need first aid box? I went to next cabinet it had some more plates and pictures. I looked at the full picture I realized it was a Genie. But was this owner of this place or this is his friend. " I heard this sound and thought it might have come from t.v. "
In this I realized it was not from movies .
I ran out of the kitchen and saw boys running upstairs, I joined then in this run. We all went to my room not mine Jason's actually. What I saw it was hard to believe because I never saw something like this.
I saw pieces of broken glass in room in front of dressing table everywhere. Why his sight was hurting me the most I don't know. Why, but it did. His hand was bleeding. I called his name but he didn't look towards me but smiled, as if it was satisfying him to hear my broken voice , to see my broken state.
I ran back down stairs to fetch the first aid box, Hoping it will have the things I might need. Picked up the box, left my slippers in kitchen cause they were interrupting my speed. I went upstairs saw boys standing at the door and asking Jason to stop what ever he was doing but it didn't worked.
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I went inside the room not thinking about what might happened later. I closed the door and locked it. I was alone with Jason in the room. The boys were shouting from outside.
: "Bitch! Open the damn door now. "
: " Are you crazy Y/N OPEN THE DOOR NOW. "
: " Is this all your plan Y/N? To hurt our boss? "
:" If you do something to him we won't LEAVE YOU ALIVE ."
:"You will regret locking the door. "
I ignored all their comments and ran towards Jsaon ( the room was big) , I felt some pain in my right foot and I realized I stepped on broken glass.
:"Jason! JASON! What are you doing to yourself? "
He didn't responded but I guess he was listening to me because he frowned. I picked up one piece of broken glass and held it tightly in my left hand.
:"Jason! Ja--son-- "
( My voice started to break because of pain not in my foot but in my chest, my heart.Tears were rolling down my cheeks)
" JASON! "
He looked at me, after a second or two he dropped the piece of glass that had cutted his hand so deep . My hand was bleed too, but my cut was not deep Jason's cut. I picked up the first aid box and asked Jason.
:"Sorry for trouble, but please sit down on the bed for few minutes. "
He didn't said anything he looked confused but then sat on the bed. I sat near him with the box and took his left hand to examine his cut. My hand was bleeding but I kept it rubbing on my pajama.
The boys we're still knocking the door and shouting to open the door but ignoring them was best thing.
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Jason had a deep cut on which bandage won't work. I cleaned his wound and started to give him stitches. He pulled his hand back maybe because of pain or maybe cause he didn't expected it would get stitches. He got two stitches. My right foot was numb so I don't know whether it was bleeding or hurting anymore. I closed the box stood up and said to boys outside.
:" I am opening the door but be careful there is broken glass everywhere. "
( I unlocked the door, moved a side)
" You can come in it's open"
(With this I went to bathroom . I saw my foot and hand both were bleeding. I kept my hand and foot under running water and bleeding stopped a bit. I forgot the box outside and I didn't wanted to look at boys so I didn't went out.)
:" What happened Jason? "
:" Where is that bitch? "
( He came to the bathroom and all I saw was anger in his eyes)
"What have you done to my friend? Huh? "
Before I could answer his question I felt sharp sensation on my cheek and realized he slapped me.
I...... I..... -"
:" Who gave you permission to lock the door? "
Cameron came in the bathroom too . For past few hours I was thinking I was understanding them, I could talk to them but No, I was wrong. Even Cameron proved me wrong . I can't see people suffering that's why I helped Jason.
:" Ryan! You slapped her? Jason might become angry on it. Do you even know if she had hurted him? Huh? "
Without even word I left the room and ran downstairs not knowing where I was heading.
"BUMP"
I am already in the kitchen and I bumped into the kitchen door.
Blurred vision,
Eyes filled with tears.
red cheek ,
Slapped.
Hand bleeding,
Foot bleeding,
Cause helped stone hearted person.
Bumped badly in kitchen's door,
Cause running from another stone hearted person.
Heart broken,
Cause love can do anything.
Mind filled to help Jason,
Cause love is blind.
Dear lord,
Give all of my happiness to Y/N.
She's an innocent soul,
Can't take this all.
Why did my life become like this? Why me? My foot is still bleeding and it left blood on stairs and everywhere I stepped on. After trying alot I somehow managed to remove the glass and stopped the bleeding. Grabbed a glass of water and drank it slowly trying to have peaceful time.
I am glad no one came after me and to be honest it felt so peaceful without any of them here. I wanted time to stop this moment so I can live a peaceful time again.
But I wanted time to go fast for Jason so he could recover fast..
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Well , they say it right " but do guys think that Y/N is in love with Jason or she did it because it's her routine to help the suffering?
Is Cameron confusing?
Hope you guys had good days. And hope coming days would be good.
Apologies for late update. Late update cause my update partner is suffering from mentle health.
Love you guys.
Thanks for all the support.
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