Glassy-Eyed Girl, Nijika Cole [best historical biographies .txt] 📗

I became your friend at all!" I didn't realize that she had a lot on her mind at that time. I felt really guilty and wanted to talk to someone but I’ve got only one other friend and it’s Jyggie019. She’s got wrong timing since the time I was really down, she wouldn’t be online leaving me thinking that maybe something’s wrong with me.
Nika stopped texting me and when I try calling, she won't pick up. She would come to school looking more unkempt and more bruises and marks on her body. I know because I always look after her.
When she became absent, fear built in me. I know she will kill me for going to her house when she told me to stay out of it but I've had enough. I wanted to go to the front door but I know she would just brush me off and lie about being sick or something. I decided to climb to her room and I did it good. When I got to her balcony, I heard her crying. I've never heard her cry like that before. I mastered my courage and open the sliding door that was thankfully open. It was dark in her room and I got to her bed. Then the lights flicker and I saw her. Her face has traces of tears in them and she looked at me sadly.
"Mark?" She asked, her voice cracking.
"It's me, Nika." I answered trying to keep myself calm.
"Oh Mark" She cried out and hugged me tightly. She cried on me and I let her be. I didn't know how to comfort her and this is the only thing I could do for her. When she finally stopped crying, she looked at me.
"Why are you here?" She said as she wiped her tears away with her hand.
"That's what friends are for, right?" I replied. I took her hand and used my other hand to brush her tears away.
"I forgot to keep my promise. It's my parents, Mark. They're getting divorce and I don't want that. I saw my younger brother cried and my heart broke. They're so selfish, Mark. I hate them so much." She said while she started crying again.
"Did you try talking to them?" I asked trying to keep my voice light.
"Tried? I talked to them a hundred times! They wouldn't listen at all! They said I would still see them though we wouldn't be living in the same home anymore. I'm so useless, Mark. I taunt them that if they get divorced, they would never see me alive again. I tried to commit suicide too but I couldn't do it because I remember my younger brother's face and ...yours" She said then she reached for my glasses and took them off. "I wish I could drown in those eyes, Mark, so it wouldn't be so bad."
Then she kissed my cheek as usual. She's done this a lot of times. She would take my glasses off, kiss my cheek then say "I like you better without glasses." I just took her in my arms and she whispered to me, "I only wish for my family to be back again. I can't believe I took for granted all those times that we were happy." My heart ached but I couldn't cry. I wouldn't cry because this would hurt her too. She's too kind-hearted. We fell asleep together in her bed. She was in my arms and I was on hers.
Chapter IV
Night after night, I would crash in her room just to comfort her. I just want to make sure she would be able to sleep at night with a light heart. I wore glasses but she would always take them off before she sleeps and kiss my cheek then smile, "I like you better without your glasses". I would always sleep with her in my arms then slip off at midnight so nobody would find out. All those nights though, I would hear her parents fight. There would be a lot of crashes downstairs and screams could be heard even from a mile away. Nika would pretend that she didn't hear them. She would just continue what we're doing and I would do the same so she wouldn't break. Even as she pretend, her eyes still betrayed her because the glass in her eyes break easily and a tear would come out from them. Her younger brother would sometimes come in the room and huddle next to her. At first, he was reluctant to play with me but after a lot of nights, he would sleep on my right while Nika sleeps on my left. Sometimes, they cry in their sleep and I would brush their tears away.
I was online all those days too and I always look for Jyggie019 to appear on my online list. Sometimes she would go online but most times not. Then on one particular day I asked her real name and guess what? Her name is Nika Roberts and apparently I really had only one friend all these days. I didn’t mind though and we just laughed at it. That was also the time she decided to write in my diary also known as the book I entitled, “One Day we’ll meet”. Thankfully at that time I was still at Chapter I since I didn’t have much time to write. The other chapters got written only after a particular event that changed my life.
Chapter V
I continued crashing to her room until the day that the divorce has been approved. I was with her that day and she gripped my hand in hers. It was also the first time that I met her parents. They know nothing of the nights I spend in their house and I have no intention of letting them know. Of course, the children would go home with Mrs. Roberts. Mr. Roberts left without a word to his ex-wife although he waved goodbye to Nika and her younger brother, Peter. Nika looked at him but didn't reply to his wave. She pulled me in the backseat of the car while Peter stayed in front. She rested her head on my shoulder and I took her hand in mine. She knew very well that her battle was over and that she had lost but Peter didn't understand because he was only five.
"Mommy, why isn't Daddy coming with us? Will he go to the mall and buy us something?" Peter asked with confusion reflected in his eyes.
Mrs. Roberts didn't answer and patted Peter on the head. All the while that I thought Nika was asleep already, I felt her grip my hand and I felt a tear land on my hand.
Chapter VI
On the first night of the divorce approval, it was horrible. She cried nonstop and I had to use every ounce of strength I got to keep myself from crying. Seeing her like that was too painful for me and I know that the pain I'm feeling isn't even half of what she was feeling. I felt as if she only existed and forgot about living because all she ever did was cry. She stopped going to class and stayed in her room all day and night. I would always be in her room at night comforting her and watch her cry. She didn't let anyone in the room except me. She even closed the door for Peter because she didn't want him to see her like that. I thought all she needed was time to be able to cope up. I didn't realize that she wasn't coping up at all.
I didn't realize it until it was too late.
Chapter VII
It was already late evening when I got in her room and she was nowhere to be found. It was odd since she never left her room even during the day. I know because during weekends, I stay all day. My parents never complained because they know what I was doing and they're happy I got a friend. I was ready to go home when I found traces of blood on the rug. I also saw broken glass on the floor and the glasses had blood. I ran as fast as I could and followed the traces of blood. The blood was still fresh so I know she just got out. I don't know how long I've been searching for her but I didn't stop until I saw someone sprawled on the street. My heart nearly jumped to my throat when I realized that it was Nika.
I've been waiting for two hours in the hospital until both Mr. and Mrs. Roberts got there with Peter. They asked me what happened and I told them what I saw. I saw how upset the both of them were. Peter was also crying and I realized that when he really cries, it could break anyone's heart. I wanted to cry but I was exhausted. I brought Nika to the nearest hospital on foot since I couldn't get any reception. My feet were bleeding but I didn't care about that. I just wanted her to be safe, just that. Then the doctor came out and we waited for the news.
“Apparently, she went through the window and lost already too much blood but it’s not the reason she’s like this. She's in a comatose and she's not in a stable condition.” The doctor announced grimly.
"You mean she could die any minute." Mr. Roberts asked trying to be calm.
"Yes. It would appear that she was hit by a car after she went out of your house through the window. You should stay with her and talk to her to keep her alive. It's the only thing that we could do. We're very sorry" The doctor replied and excused himself.
I felt numb all over. I couldn't believe what the doctor just said. I approached her hospital bed and all the tears that I held back came rushing out. I took her hand and I kissed it and said, "Please. Don't go yet."
Chapter VIII
A lot has happened since that day. People keep coming in and out her room encouraging her to wake up. Her parents are becoming closer than ever and I won't get surprised if they get married again. Peter kept reading her story books and telling her all that happened in school to him. I stay with her all day and night that it became my house. My parents let me stay as long as I like and sometimes they visit her too. I kept telling her how school was and telling her that I'm having a hard time in English so she should wake up and teach me. I also saw her three friends from before crying and telling her sorry.
Two months passed and I still had my hopes up. I was telling her that her parents are thinking of remarrying and she would be the maid of honor. I told her that her wish is coming true that she is the only one needed.
Then the first day of the third month came and I thought there would be a fourth but part of me knew it wouldn't happen.
Chapter IX
It was already evening and I was prepared to sleep. I took her hand and told her goodnight. When I slept, a dream came to me. It was white, everything was white. I said "Hello" and my voice echoed. Then I saw a girl whose back was turned on me and she had auburn hair. "Nika?" I was even afraid to ask without knowing why.
When she looked at me though, her silver eyes weren't sad. In fact they were shining beautifully. She was too far from me though so I tried to get closer but every step