CHAPTER 1 - I AM ONLY 5...

CRASH!!!

The glass hit the floor and was shattered to pieces.

 "It's your fault that I am leading such an unpleasant life", the woman shouted.

 "My fault!! Hah! Now it's my fault, huh??", the man shouted.

 "Of course it is. If I didn't marry you I would have led a wonderful life with Amar!", the woman retaliated. "He is rich and successful. He would have kept me like a princess on a golden throne!!."

 "Oh! Really?? Did you forget who begged me to marry you??", the man thundered. "YOU DID!!! YOU UNGRATEFUL BITCH!! YOU BEGGED ME TO MARRY YOU", the man grabbed the woman's hair yanking it.

 "HOW DARE YOU TOUCH ME WITH YOUR FILTHY HANDS!!", the woman bellowed kicking the man's crotch.

The man winced in pain and released the woman's hair.

 "If I didn't marry you I would have led a happy life!! I wouldn't have to take care of you and your family!! I wouldn't have to leave my job!! My life wouldn't have been crappy if I didn't marry you!!!"

 "Same here. Do you have any idea what I went through after marriage??? I was a laughing stock to my colleagues. One of their standing jokes. They laughed behind my back for marrying such a stupid woman like you!!"

"How dare you call me stupid!!??"

"A stupid person should be called a stupid you ungrateful bitch!!"

 The bickering continued. Utensils, magazines and other daily stuffs were thrown. No one cared or took notice of the little girl hiding under her study table, hands covering her ears, flinching at the slightest sound, silent tears streaming down her cheeks. The contents of the little girl's table weren't unscathed. Those were scattered throughout the small, two room, apartment. Books, colours, pencils, pens...nothing could survive the wrath of her parents.

 The bickering was like an weekly ritual in this family. The woman would blame the man for living a crappy life and the man would blame the woman for becoming a laughing stock in his office and friend circle. The bickering normally continues till one of their neighbours rings their bell after becoming really annoyed.

Today was no exception.

After almost 2 long hours the door bell rang.

Once...

Twice...

Thrice...

The parents were busy shouting to hear the doorbell.

The little girl slowly crept out from under her small study table; her hideout.

She slowly and carefully started approaching the door. The neighbour had started thumping at the door by now. The little girl moved slowly, sniffling her way through the broken pieces of glass. Suddenly her dad threw a plate at her mom. Her mom avoided it but it hurt the little girl's leg. The little girl grabbed her leg and howled with pain, crying loudly.

Her parents were now conscious of their surroundings. The neighbour increased their thumping with repeated shouts.

"Damn it!!", the man said and went to open the door. He kicked his daughter aside. She was in his way; and opened the door. The girl winced painfully and looked at her dad's big, broad back. He had opened the door by now and was apologizing to the neighbour. The neighbour was disgruntled.

"Keep your fight inside the house", she said exasperated."Stop disturbing the others."

She took a quick glance inside the house. Her eyes moved through the mess and then landed on the child. She was there, wincing in pain, crying her eyes out but no one heard her. She looked up to the neighbour. Her eyes showing unimaginable amount of pain. The woman was filled with sympathy. But her hands were bound. It's not that she couldn't do anything, she chose not to do anything. She had a family of her own, she could not afford to look at other children, not especially the child of two bickering and abusive couples. What if they harm her family next... She shuddered at the thought and lowered her eyes, she shook her head slightly and went back to her apartment.

The girl now looked at her mom. She was on her phone, talking with her friend, complaining about her life. She looked at her daughter and anger burst out of her eyes.

"What are you looking at", she snapped. "If you are hungry just heat something up and eat it. Don't look at me. I am busy as is." She picked up her bag and went out staring daggers at her husband.

The husband glared back at disgust, looked at his daughter and said, "I am going out. The house should be spotless clean when I come back. Is that clear?"

He also went out leaving the little child alone.

The little girl sat at the floor, sniffling and crying. Then she got up. She was wimping. She slowly started gathering all the thrown stuffs. She started gathering her school items first.

"Why don't they like me...??", she thought.

"Is everything my fault...??"

"They will surely like me if I do everything they say... I'll clean up the house and cook something up. They will surely like me if I stay good. And good children don't talk bad about their parents.", she thought brightly.

She washed her face with cold water, and then started cleaning up the house.

She was moving forward dreaming about being loved by her parents.

But suddenly she broke down.

"What did I do wrong...", she sobbed.

"Why should I go through all these..."

"I am only 5..."

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