Just whatever you do, don't leave Ohm alone.

Maybe I know why.

The deep gashes on his face are evident.

I am holding him close to me.

I couldn't afford to lose him.

He is the only one in my life.

Despite the screams.

Despite the hate.

Despite his attacks.

I don't leave him.

There are cuts all over me.

My clothes soaked in red.

I don't leave him.

Not anymore.

"GO AWAY!" The sound is whispery yet manages to make my skin crawl.

"No!" I am crying.

I know I am.

I can feel the hot tears on my face.

But I don't lose my grip.

But then something happened.

And it was too fast.

I was pushed away, not very gently.

My body crashes to the opposite wall and falls down.

My back hurts.

So does my heart.

But I won't leave him.

Not now.

Not ever.

I feel dizzy.

My head is spinning.

Everything is getting blurry.

And the screams stop.

He falls flat on the floor.

With a lot of effort, I get up and approach him.

"Ohm? Wake up."

Nothing happens.

"Ohm don't play with me, I know you are awake."

It feels like I have entered the void.

The silence is overwhelming.

"P'Ohm?"

He doesn't answer.

I couldn't help myself but break down, looking at his beautiful baby-like face under the moonlight.

"What has happened to us, Ohm?"

I hold his limp hand.

"Who cursed our life?"

No response.

But I need it.

I need him to talk.

To show any movement.

To show that he is awake and listening to me.

He doesn't.

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