A Girl Nobody Wanted

I woke up with a severe headache and pains in all other places in my wounded body. God! I slept till 10.30. I don’t usually sleep til this late. Usually, my mom wakes me up if I sleep in any case. But today is an exception she didn't wake me up either. Don't know why?

There were hundreds of messages from him, whoever the mysterious person texts with me. Most of them were asking for forgiveness for being not able to reveal himself, and some of them were saying how much he loves me.

I was having mix feelings about everything. I couldn't understand what should I tell him or what are my true feelings for him? Don't get me wrong, I love him. Yet I was not sure if I love him because I thought it was Luke. Or do I love him simply because he cares about me and loves me?

So without replying him, I went to the bathroom to take a long comfortable bath. I was stupid to even think about getting comfortable bath with all the wounds I got. They started to get painful as the water touched them.

shititt Why my life is this miserable? Don't I deserve a better life?

How happy I was yesterday, getting ready to go to Luke's party? Wearing that beautiful dress and all. I knew I looked beautiful than I ever imagined. Many people confirmed that. But still, there are few people like Shane and his bloody girlfriend who can't endure when someone like me getting any kind of recognition. They want me to suffer, nothing more. Letting tears roll down my cheeks, I took the bath and then applied medicine to my wounds.

After that, I went down to get something to eat as I was starving.

Shane was there watching a football match on TV. When he saw me coming down, he just looked at me but didn't tell anything. Maybe he decided that I had enough from his girlfriend. Anyway, they are a perfect couple both of them are cru heartless and stupid.

Grabbing my self some biscuits and a glass of milk, I went back to my room. When I was entering my room, I heard my phone rang. It was an unknown number. Anyway, I answered.

“Sarah.” it was Luke's voice.

“Hey...

“How are you feeling?”

“Mmm... better than yesterday night,” I said.

“Did you apply some medicines to your wounds?" he asked.

“Yes.”

“Did you eat?”

Ves”

“Did Shane tell you anything?”

“No.”

“Are you angry with me?” his voice sounded sad.

“Not Why would I be angry with you? You have done nothing but help me."

“Okay... Are you angry with him?” then he asked.

“No.”

“Please Sarah... he has gone crazy since you don't reply to any of his messages. Please don't do this.”

“so he made you call me," I asked sarcastically.

“What? No... I called you because I want to check about you."

“Listen Luke. I am not angry with him. I am just thinking about what should I tell him. I can’t wait anymore for him to reve the secret about him. He may have a good reason for all of these, and I respect that. But I am exhausted. I could live this long without him exposing himself to me because I thought it was you. Now I don't know who that can be, and it is killing me."

“I understand that Sarah. Believe me, I do. Please give him a little more time. Please... I beg you."

“Why are you begging to me, Luke? You don't have to do that. You have done enough for him, I don't even know he deserves a friend like you. I said bitterly.

“Believe me, Sarah, he deserves a lot more than a friend like me. He deserves you, the girl in his dreams. I am willing to d anything for him, even to die. He is much more important to me than anything. One day you will understand, what am I telling right now.”

He is absolutely speaking his heart out. He sounds so helpless, and I don't want him begging to me. He is such a sweet person, he deserves only happiness.

“I will send him a message, Luke. But I want him to tell me who is him." I said.

“t will do my best to convince him. *

“You better do that..."

After the call, I sent a message to whoever the person texts with me.

“I am okay, don't worry. I wish you could reveal your self soon.”

“Thank God! You replied. I was going crazy. Thank you

Princess... Please don't be mad at me... I want to protect you. I can't let you get into troubles because of me.” he replied immediately.

“I don't know from whom or from what you are going to protect me. But I want you to know, I am exhausted. *

“Give me a little more time, Princess... Please...”

“Okay.." I replied, but deep inside, I was not okay at all.

Who can be that? He is so important to Luke, so he must be a friend of him. Maybe his best friend... Who is his best frienc JAKE!

No way... it cannot be Jake... That is the least possible thing to happen. Whoever the person texts with me, surely have a kind heart and he knows how to make someone feel special. But Jake doesn't have a kind heart, and he knows only to make others fear for him.

Wait... he did have a lot of photos of me on his phone... What will be the reason for that?

After thinking a long time, I couldn't come up with any valid reason for him to have my photos other than that he is the o who texts with me.

Still, how is that even possible? All these years, I went after him like an obsessed fangirl but, he didn't even look at me. H had never talked with me until recently. I highly doubt that he even knew there is a girl called Sarah at his university.

As far as I know, Jake is someone who doesn't care about all these romantic things. He always tries to be sensible, no matter how others think about that.

Therefore, someone like him, taking care of a girl like me over the phone is pretty impossible.

Then who could that be? Maybe, someone, I don't know. After all, I don't know much about Luke either to get into a conclusion on his friends. He may be having a lot of friends with his cool self.

I went through all the messages he sent me and all the emails. Al those words were filled with pure love and care. I recalled how miserable I was before he started texting me. Since he started texting, my life got changed a lot in a better direction. He has done a lot for me, he was there to cheer me up whenever I felt down. He did everything to make me happy. He taught me to love myself and treat my self better. In conclusion, he made me a better person...

After going through all of those messages again and again... I was a thousand percent sure about one thing...

God! 1 love this person.

I don't care who he is. He can be someone so sweet like Luke, or some gangster. I don't care about that until he loves me like this.

I love him. But I want to know who he really is because I want to spend every single second of my life with him.

Going to university again was a whole new experience. I started to get much attention from people, especially from guys. have turned into a hot girl from that ugly looking Sarah after that night. I felt like the ugly duckling who turned to a beautiful swan...

I was happy to be a famous and attractive girl in my batch. I started to make many friends as well

However, Luke became like my best friend, he always checks on me and tries to be with me whenever possible. I know, it must be painful to other girls who have hopes for him, yet no one tried to bully me or do anything to make me humiliate not even Shane and his gang.

simultaneously, my relationship with my mysterious messenger went on as same as past. I stopped thinking who that car be, and I stopped pushing him to reveal himself, even though I wanted him to do that so badly.

Everything was perfect until that day when we have a friendly match with another university.

I was planning to go to watch the match. Unfortunately, my mom was at home that day. She wanted me to do a hell lot of work for her before she let me go.

Finally, when she released me, there was not enough time to go for the match. But I promised Luke that I would come. Therefore, I left home in a hurry to get to the university. I was sure, that by the time I go there it will be over, at least I cou catch him before he leaves university.

I left him a message, informing him that I just left home and planning to come and at least talk to him.

At the time I reached the university, it looked completely deserted. I think everyone is on the ground.

I hurried towards the ground. There is a short cut to get to the ground among some old abandoned buildings. We don't usually take that route, but I was in a hurry.

I was literally running, hoping I could catch the last few minutes of the match.

I heard some footsteps behind me. I looked back, thinking about who that can be. No need to tell I got scared to the deat to see a group of guys, whom I have never seen in my entire life was following me.

I started to run as fast as I could because I sensed something... something worst...

As I started to run they also started to run faster, and within seconds one of them caught me and shut my mouth to stop me screaming for help...