Phone call in the middle of the night

While drowning in my sleep..

*Phone ringing*

“Sorry, I need to talk, please. I know I disturb you. Do you mind?”

..Oh.. dear friend of mine..

“No, no. Anytime. What’s up, honey? ”

“I can’t sleep.. I’ve hardly try..”

“Go on..”

“My forehead’s hurt, it’s bruised. The pain is killing me..”

“Oh?? Then get some easy analgesics. You know which one to take…”

“…”

“By the way, How come your forehead could be hurt?”

“Actually, the pain is more likely in my heart.”

“Oh, Dear GOD...What’s wrong, Hun??”

“Nothing. Just some regular arguing.. If you know what I mean.”

“So it’s HIM who makes your forehead bruised? NO, not him AGAIN!! You know my opinion

about all this ...”

“I don’t wanna hear..”

*sigh*

“It’s my damn fault, actually, if you know how the arguing thing starts...”

“But Still…”

“…”

“Honey, it comes more frequently. Why do you just keep this happens?? “

“You know that I love him so much...”

“But He doesn’t love you that much, I guess.”

“You know nothing about him ...”

“I know what he did to you.”

“I’m pretty damn sure that He loves me...”

“Is this called LOVE?”

“He has made serious commitment in our relationship.”

“But I guess He has NOT made serious commitment in even thinking about take care of you.”

“What’s that now?”

“I’m talking about leaving him, dear honey..”

“Dear GOD, I don’t need your advice….”

“Then why you call me this late for?”

“I’ve said it at first. I just need to talk..”

“…”

“Are you still there?”

“Sure. I’m listening..”

Then we talked for hours that night. She told me about the reasons, about how that happened, about what she felt, about what she thought,…as cried.

*..She’s loving him still, after all this time..*

I’ve heard this all before, since years ago, from the same person.
She deserves much better relationship.

Once again, I learnt something from my dear friend’s sorrow.
And...Still, I could do nothing.

*as happened on that night, with story modification to keep this as private.*