Her Facebook Friend By Ifveen Chapter 45


    “Sometimes you need a human to get into your deepest painful memories, not a diary to feel


    appreciated.” [Jacqueline]


    [Third Person’s POV]:


    Remo: “I don’t know what to say to that.”


    He wasn’t sure what to say to her. Because any word he would say would never suffice nor could


    reduce what she had lost, forever.


    Jacqueline: “You don’t have to say anything, Remo. The fact that you are listening without judging me


    is enough.”


    Remo: “Okay.”


    Remo: “What happened the second time?”


    Jacqueline: “We had servants in the house, out of which one was responsible for taking care of me. So


    one night she went to the ground floor to fetch some water when she heard hushed voices of my


    grandparents as well as uncle from the drawing-room. She tiptoed to the room and eavesdropped on


    them. They were discussing how they will kill me tomorrow, and then will beat mom and chase her out.”


    Her fingers quivered, her eyes welled up with tears. It was a painful memory for her that she never


    shared with anyone. She was too young to remember it. But every time she heard it from her mother, it


    would hammer her heart into pieces.


    Remo: “What happenedter?”


    A sigh left her mouth as she typed again.


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    Jacqueline: “The servant informed my mother about what she heard and mom warned dad about it. But


    Dad didn’t choose to believe her. The next day, Dad went to his duty, and Mom asked Our servant to


    hand me to our neighbors. Our Grandparents took me back and we’re trying to make me a child who


    was not even one-year-old swallow fritters. Mom said I was crying, and hearing my voice she


    immediately came down and s*****ed me away. She said, my eyes were blood red and my mouth full of


    fritters and I was unable to breathe. She said she had to stuck fingers in my throat to get that out. That


    was when her patience broke and she took me to the first floor but they started screaming behind her.


    She tried to lock the door but they stopped it when she moved her neck behind. She found everyone


    coming behind her with wooden sticks and that made her make a run for it when Dad arrived. He forgot


    to bring his receipt book and had toe back after an hour of traveling. He got sus***ious when he


    found one servant standing at the gate and he was not letting Dad inside the house. Instead, he was


    asking what Dad wanted. So Dad pushed him aside and went in when he found Uncle almost hitting


    mom from the back with the wooden stick. Dad stopped him but ended up getting beaten by his


    younger brother, Mom’s clothes were ripped by them and neighbors helped her to cover. Daddy wanted


    to register a case against his family, but mom refused to say they were still his family.”


    Remo: “Oh, That was one adventurous and horrible experience your parents had gone through. They


    are amazing.”


    Jacqueline: “Thank you.”


    Remo: “I don’t know why, but I am happy that you are healthy and alive. I am even d that your


    parents protected you with her life. Where did your parents stay after that?”


    Jacqueline: “My parents went to stay in Moradabad with my maternal Grandparents. We stayed there


    for 4 years and then came back to stay in a rented house.”


    Remo: “Oh. Why did you go back to Delhi?”


    Jacqueline: “Well. My paternal aunt. Dad’s sister’s husband cheated on her and got married. Things


    were going south for our paternal family. So dad has toe for his sister.”


    Remo: “Oh. It seems you have gone through a lot Jacqueline. I honestly admire you, here I was


    stressed and thinking that perhaps I am the most unfortunate person in the world. But you showed me


    today, maybe everyone is struggling with something that we don’t know about. I am sorry for judging


    you before even knowing anything about you. I promise I won’t ever judge you again.”


    A beautiful cage of being taken care of, formed around her heart. Her eyshes fluttered. It felt good to


    share her grief with someone. Someone who didn’t hate her, someone who didn’t mock her, or


    someone who didn’t believe she was too sentimental. And the most precious thing about it was that


    she shared it with a human and not her diary.


    Jacqueline: “It’s Okay. I am good now. How about you? What exactly did your grandparents do?”


    Remo’s eyes shed with bitterness. It was a sensitive topic for him. Remembering those incidents


    always cuts the deepest. Nevertheless, since Jacqueline had shared her deepest pain, it became a


    duty that he did too. No matter what was the depth of his deepest fears.


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    Remo: “You Know Jacqueline It’s during the worst storms of our life, we understand real people. When


    I was 2 years old, our grandparents chased us out of their homes for no reason. He even s*****ed the


    money my dad used to earn at that time iming that it was rent for the years they lived with them. We


    had to sleep in Church for three days without food and then as if heaven had taken pity on us Dad’s


    Friend found us in the church and he took us to his home, where we lived in a single room. It was Our


    kitchen, bathroom, sleeping room, and ying room.”


    Remo was unable to forgive his grandparents, no matter what. The life they had to live there was the


    worst. Four people sharing a single space with a very limited amount of resources. How many days his


    father would only have one meal so that they could have the two meals per day. The whole school


    mocked him for being poor. There were no rtives, nothing. Forget about the toys he should have had


    when he was little. He spent his entire childhood with a single red toy car that his father’s friend gifted


    him, other than that, there were no toys. He had felt the pain deep in his bones, for seven years they


    lived life the same as beggars. Perhaps a little better than beggars because he was going to school


    even if it was for free. He wouldn’t have such an unpleasant childhood if his grandparents had shown a


    little kindness to his family. His father wasn’t a vain man, but he was blinded by his parents. He was an


    employed man but all his sry was given to his parents. In the end, his father’s blind love had left


    them with nothing. Not even a penny.


    A ping from the phone brought his attention back to the phone.


    Jacqueline: “Oh People who go through the worst are the strongest Remo. I believe it was the


    experience that made you, so I am not going to say sorry to you for something that made you, you.”


    His eyes fixated on her text. He found he cannot remember when was thest time someone said


    something so heart-touching to him.


    “How did your parent’s rtions change with your grandparents?”


    Remo: “We have spent 7 years in that single room, and I will always be grateful for His kindness. He


    even helped Dad to open a small shop with his money, and Dad’s efforts finally paid off. When we


    purchased a bungalow for us, our grandparent’s love started developing suddenly, their visits became


    more frequent and they said they were guilty. My parents chose to forgive them, it turned out they


    needed money the next day for something, and Dad gave him cash without any issue. I think my


    parents had chosen to ignore the fact that they came back to us for money.”


    Jacqueline: “I don’t think they have ignored the fact Rem. I just believe they are strong enough to give


    everything they have to people they love even if they are aware of their real intentions.”


    “It’s toxic for them though, and they will realize it soon. And I hope when that happens you can pick


    their pieces and start over.”


    Remo: “That’s a beautiful way to see things, Jacky. But I just wish they don’t waste their time on those


    leeches like that.”


    Jacqueline: “I will pray for you Rem. I will pray they can let go of this toxic love before anything


    happens.”


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    Remo took a deep breath and admired her texts before typing again. His eyes were close to crying. He


    felt like she was hugging him without any physical touch.


    Remo: “Thank you for talking with me Jacqueline. Before talking to you, I felt lonely even though my


    family was surrounding me. Perhaps it was because they didn’t choose to understand me. And You did!


    Now even though I am alone, I feel loved. Maybe being understood by someone is the best feeling in


    the world.”


    Jacqueline: “Isn’t that what friends do?”


    Remo: “You are the best person I came across, Jacqueline. Thank you for being here.”


    Jacqueline: “Hush. Stop saying thank you again and again. It makes me feel like we are formal friends.”


    A smile formed on his lips and a tear finally rolled down on his knuckle. The tear that he was trying so


    hard to restrain from flowing. it was the best feeling he had in years when he was perfectly happy from


    inside. His hand moved to his heart and he realized it was beating. She proved to be a thread that


    pulled him to reveal his deepest painful memories.


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