I kept running , even when my lungs burned , my feet bled and my clothes were being torn off from my body by branches that collided with my body as I ran .
I had just being told or rather accused of assaulting an girl , I was found in my room naked and sprawled around her naked form.
But I didn't , I drank some juice and lost track of what happened later on . But a drunk out of his bolts guy can't assualt anyone . In any case I was violated I think or set up or it might be just a mistakenly gotten in her room.
I was sure that my conduct can't be so impure whatsoever but my own siblings do not belive me. I can't look at those eyes which speaks volumes that they think I did it .
I saw the accusations, lack of trust and disgust in their eyes. How the women completely kept their distance and guys were just popping their veins to just plummel me to ground.
And this all was already bad when investigation began and I was declared to have been set up by the forensics but the detective didn't think so . Nor my family.
I went for 7 rounds of talks , gave my blood 4 times for diffrent tests and even kept in an isolated room for I don't run away.
But this all wasn't enough , I guess . I went back to my house after 4 days of been in custody of investigators. I was proven not guilty but guess what my family didn't think that but they think I did this .
So today , after everything my elder brother came in suddenly while I was having an argument with one of my other classmates because he made a snide remark about me, and slapped me so hard it threw a few paces back but shock and cold that settled in me .
" Why the fuck are you slapping me ?" I asked in boiling anger that seeped out for 5 days and 13 hrs I had kept the anger , my disappointment and sadness to my core not letting it seep out. But this slap just threw all my self control out of the box .
" Just shut up and keep the matter as it is will yeah , you and your impulsiveness and strange attitude to everything already caused many problems already. Because of you dad , me , mom and all the rest of us are in inquiry , and facing many problems in our work , study and other stuff" He said in one breath looking exhausted " And we please don't want anything more on our plates now please " He said that in almost desperate voice
" I am not the culprit , I was forced into this by whosoever wanted to do this . Why do you keep blaming me ? I got clear chit from the judge and forensics " I said
" Because you're not looking it , there is silence and you say I am blank " He said taking in a breather like he can't do this anymore " sorry but that makes you look guilty and I can't help but think something has you involved into this "
" You don't cry , no emotions , no guilt and don't even feel sorry for anything " He said almost through his teeth " not even for the girl "
" Why the fuck should I feel sorry for some bitch who in the first place got me into this whole mess " I said angry and the words I had been meaning to say but couldn't because they will not get me anywhere , I had a seething dislike for that girl " And also she was on top of me , maybe she came to violate me , for all I know , why the fuck everyone asks me , why not that s..... Girl , she came to my room not hers "
My brother widened his eyes , he raises his hand to slap me but this time I slap him with the same force like never before " I am not your toy that you can keep hitting for your beliefs for some outsider girl whom you know for a few days / week "
My other brother came out angry and strangled my neck . I couldn't breathe and I struggled .
" How dare you slap John the guy who half raised us " my second eldest brother Mark said .
John stopped him and I lost my vision, it got dark with a few spots for me and I sat on the floor , trying to breathe . John wanted to come to me but I just evaded him and went to my room . Not looking back or speaking or even looking at them . My throat was burning both from inside and outside . My back was aching, my head was spining and aching .
I took my tshirt off , to see a few bruises on my back , and blood patch on my head must be from the hit with the wall when he tried to strangle me . I was still trying hard to breathe .
I tried to sit on my bed but something gripped me , and I couldnt so I sat on floor . I sat on cold floor and tried to think but all that came to me was what had just happened. Tears flew out of my tear ducta without invitation. I sat ther for I don't know how long , and woke up at midnight due to extreme cold , the cold wind came from the balcony .
I drank some water but my throat didn't like it , the starngulation still made it difficult swallow anything that's why , I didn't eat anything . I look in the mirror , The handprints are still very clear.
I took a blanket and still went to same spot where I had slept in evening. I woke up in morning but didn't go downstairs for breakfast or lunch.
The detective came to the room to talk but again he got nothing from me that could help , also the strangution made it quite hard for me to speak. He left with quite an unsatisfied face , I think he didn't like my not speaking or giving him the way to pon me as the assulter.
My father saw then but didn't say anything , not did I tell or say anything afterall an assualter who would belive he also feels hurt.
My mother looked cold , and quite disgusted with my being alive .
There was something that kept me going and it was my belief in truth always prevails or my family or myself . But after these incident my morals or my belief was shaken .
Are my siblings right ? Are they right about me being the assualter ? Are they pulling tricks and bribes to change the judges to keep out of jail ? Is this because they bribes the investigators too?
These questions kept swirling in brain, for I don't know how long but I stayed in floor for a few days . When the the third brother Zack ( he and Mark are dizygotic twins , we are four brothers )came to my room and kicked me hard but I again couldn't do anything but the force knocked my senses out of me .
He in anger said a lot of things but I couldn't hear them at all. But one thing was clear I need to leave this house before they kill me . I have never experienced this kind of pain , my throat , back and ribs ( where kick landed ) were awefully painful.
I stood up and went downstairs and started running and running till I didn't know where , how , when and why did I start running but I ran for my life . I couldn't bear to be in same house as these people who refused to belive me , who abused me and were life threatening.
I kept running till my body collapsed completely but by then I had climbed up the mountain and was in cave ,, which had a stone slab in the centre on an elevated platform . I dragged my bleed feet and arms with aching back , throat and ribs to the slab and threw myself on it .
And then, I could sense and warmth coming from the stone slab . But I obviously hasn't any energy to react or get up or so anything so feeling cozy and warm and safe here I let my consciousness fade with ease .