PURPLE DESTİNY

MY PINK ROOM

When Mehmet pulled me to him, I fell very badly on the ground, the glass in front of me was shattered. Other than him, no bullets were fired, but Meriç went outside to make sure there was no one. I was scared, but I was a master at hiding my feelings.

When I stood up slowly, everyone was crouching on the ground.

I laughed sarcastically, this incident did not shake me much. I walked towards the door with fast steps, Meriç called after me.

"Don't go, it might just be intimidation," he said protectively.

"Why, why do you care so much about me? Until a few minutes ago I was a b***h, a mentally ill liar." I said, shouting.

"You can say whatever you want, but don't go," said Meriç.

"Meric is right, it's best for you to stay here, your house may be damaged,"

Cenk prevented me from protesting.

“What are you going to do with this glass?” I asked.

We'll take care of it. Now I'll call and they'll get it done in half an hour." said Zeynep.

They took Cenk and went to collect the broken glass.

Bade was sitting in the armchair, trembling, approaching him,

I said, "Don't be afraid, it's nothing more."

His anger was evident in his eyes, he got up and went to his room.

Mehmet, who saw that Bade went like that,

"I don't want to be the new victim, good night, you can handle it," he said.

"Ha haha ​​very funny." I said

"What do you want, girl? Do you want everyone to be your enemy?" yelled Meric.

"It wasn't my intention from the start to be friends. I'm only going to talk to you until this is over, and that's because it's obligatory," I said.

It was obvious that he was getting very angry. I didn't mind.

Cenk and Zeynep went to sleep after the glass was installed. Meriç and I were alone in the hall and there was a great silence.

"Go to sleep, let's not wake the princess from her sleep" I said, pushing my luck, but she was showing great patience.

"You go sleep in my room, I'll sleep here," he said with a hearty sigh.

"I don't want you to go" I said firmly and harshly.

It was obvious that he was too tired to stretch, he said, "You know," and took a nap.

I can sleep now, that's all I wanted anyway. The pillow was calling me and I did what he wanted and laid my head on his palms.

I woke up in the morning to Bade's annoying voice. At that moment it would have been a feast for me to drown him in a spoonful of water.

I got up and went to Cenk, who was having breakfast, leaning on the counter and smiling:

"How are you" I asked.

He thought I was taken with him, which, with slight surprise,

"I-I'm fine, how are you?" he said.

I said it would be okay and went to sit on my seat. She must have been disturbed by my sincerity towards Cenk because Zeynep came to me.

" What business?" he asked in a suggestive voice.

"Nothing, we're chatting" I said, pursing my mouth.

He walked past me with an offended expression. Meriç Bey had finally exhibited.

We all sat down at the table, supposedly to have breakfast,

I sat at the head of the table. Cenk and Zeynep sat on my right, Bade and Mehmet on my left, and Meriç directly opposite me.

I did, but I shouldn't have shown it. I think everyone had made this decision with me, and no one was eating or talking.

silence :

"Let's go to the arts center again." I broke it.

Bade instantly rushed in, confidently:

Why? Why are we going?

If you "remember", are there any mothers or fathers living in the art center? I asked and no one answered. Which explains that everyone there is a victim. Because the first target of such people is the homeless. "

"It's true, it's not normal to see that painting more than once that day," said Meriç, reminding him of that day.

"This causes people to suspect their mental health and makes them believe that what they are experiencing is a lie," said Cenk, as if he had discovered something new.

"There was also a report that Sude was not in good mental health," said Mehmet in a sad voice.

"Going there won't change anything, because if they saw that we were going there, they'd fixed it already," said Bade.

I prevented them from making excuses by saying, "It may be, but it wouldn't hurt to try."

I got up from the table.

I turned to Zeynep by saying "I will get ready."

"Can I wear your clothes?"

"Sure, it's okay, but if you have a meal," he said, as if he was thinking about me a lot.

"I'm not hungry," I took a nap

I was more or less familiar with the house. When I entered Zeynep's room, it was a mess.

I approached her closet, it was very messy inside, but I slipped on a mix of blue and gray trousers, a long-sleeved white T-shirt, and light-heeled black boots and left the room.

They will be disturbed by my getting up from the table, because they have all got up and got ready. Mehmet

"Come on, let's go if we're ready," he said, obviously not wanting to.

It was very clear that Zeynep and Bade did not want to go along with him.

Meriç had a sense of revenge, and Cenk had a passion for the lead role.

It was too late to object, we were already out the door. Bade stayed at home as always.

When we went to the art center, I had feelings that I couldn't suppress. My feelings about that day. I couldn't tell anyone. I couldn't show that I was afraid because I had no one to bandage my wounds. My parents were gone, they abandoned me. I had to suppress my feelings.

When the car stopped, I got out before everyone else. Meriç was obviously very angry:

"I understand we didn't believe you, but we just have to act together, you're exaggerating," he shouted.

What am I exaggerating? I said harshly.

He had a bored expression on his face, but I didn't care . I continued walking. This time Mehmet was left in the car. Maybe he was upset because he remembered Sude again.

When we entered the art center, Meriç and I were looking for the painting I had scribbled on, but there was no painting I had scribbled on. Back to Meriç

"Why do you think they didn't sue me anyway? I scribbled on their portraits," I said, and he started to get suspicious too.

"What kind of portrait was it? Let's call it Cenk," Zeynep asked.

"There was a woman in a red dress holding an umbrella,"

OK, we'll call now. " he said and started to drag Cenk's arm.

I started to look around, there was nothing strange to my eyes like the other day.

There were few people, most of them were young people. Young people might be interested in art, but adults show more interest in art.

If I paused for a while, I returned to Meriç.

“Can I have your cell phone?” I asked suspiciously.

It was obviously not serious.

“Why are you looking at how many girlfriends I have?” he said sarcastically.

"The worst thing that could ever happen to me in my life," I replied.

His morale was so bad, he took out his phone and gave it to me, puckering his lip forward.

I took my phone and entered the camera section and started taking pictures of the people in the art center.

"What's going on? Why are you taking pictures of people?" he asked, frightened.

He must have been afraid that people would notice.

I said that I would learn in the evening and called Cenk and Zeynep and said let's go.

There was an expression on Meriç's face as if he was saying "we are tired of it."

He got in the car, saying "Of of."

When Cenk and Zeynep got in the car, they told Mehmet.

I said. "I would be very happy if you would drop me off at my house."

I knew they would object, but I couldn't have predicted that Bade would make the first move. In the sound of our headphones

She said" Don't go home, it would be too dangerous.

Everyone supported him. I did not want to accept it. I objected, but Mehmet's

"Make Sude forgive me."

I hesitated for a moment when he said that Mehmet needed to be forgiven, even though no one else was.

Okay then, I thought I'd at least pack my stuff.

The house I went to by describing the way did not feel like home anymore. Ali's hand had touched it. I couldn't do it. I couldn't enter.

I got out of the car, taking a deep breath, just when I was going to say "you go, I'll come".

Meriç got out of the car and said, "You go, we'll come."

Mehmet stepped on the gas without saying, I don't want it, no need." He probably knew that I would object.

I walked in ignoring him, thinking he'd probably pack his stuff too,

He tried to come in when I opened my door.

"What are you doing? Go home?"

I snapped, but he had no choice. He pushed the door and entered.

There was no point in extending the seat by pointing.

"Sit down, I'll pack my things" I said.

on my way to my room to collect my things

"I can't stand your spoiled acts because people you've known for two days didn't believe you," he said, his calmness evident from the tone of his voice.

Storms broke out in my head. I grimaced and said, "How dare you say such a thing, you're spoiled, huh?"

I took a deep breath and said in a sad voice, "I passed everyone, you saw me, you offered me the first offer, didn't you tell me that it was seen from the eyes of despair?

It was time to give up now, there was no one around me, it was time to give up. I was alone on this road.

Straightening the troubles on my back, I lifted my head, went to my room, closed my door.

I said to myself, now you're alone at home. You can cry.

I took my hand to my mouth and closed it tightly. Now I can cry. I wanted to shed the tears of my troubles that cling to me. I was in such a bad situation that I couldn't sob.

I cried so much that I fell asleep from exhaustion. I woke up with my mouth still tightly closed.

When I left my room, Meriç was not around, he was gone.

I went back to my room, took out my black bag from my closet and placed a couple of clothes and left the house.

I did not allow Meriç to be upstairs, he must have probably seen that I was sleeping and left.

When I came to the door, it was as if the events of that day were being repeated one by one. My breathing was cut in half. I didn't feel well at all, but I had to go.

When I took the first step, it was as if the world had collapsed. When I took the second step, it was as if this continent had collapsed. In the third step, this country, in the fourth, this city, in the fifth, this city, and in the sixth, this house. In the seventh, it was as if I was destroyed.

This feeling was slowly decreasing. I started counting the steps I took, and I had arrived at the three hundredth step.

I didn't want to enter this house where I was a stranger to everyone, but I had to knock on the door slowly. Cenk soon opened my door:

"Are you here?" he asked.

"You mean you came?" I answered his question with a skeptical tone.

"Isn't Marik with you?" she asked, scared.

"No, I thought he had come home."

"No, he didn't," he said, turning his back on me and calling out to Zeynep:

'Zeynep, call Meriç and see where he is.

Back to me again:

"Come, let me show you your room. I decorated it with flowers, insects, anything that evokes pink girls will put up a poster if you want," he said sarcastically.

I started laughing. "I don't like such things."

"Don't be silly," he said, holding out, "every girl likes that kind of thing."

It was downstairs, even the door to my room was pink.

When Cenk said come on and opened the door, it was as if someone vomited the pink color on me, pink was flowing from the room.

He said I'll leave you alone in your Barbie room" and closed my door and left.

It was bigger than my old room, a large pink bed was placed in front of the window, opposite the bed was a large pink closet, the rest of the room was empty.

I approached the closet and placed the bag inside. I pulled out a gray pajamas and a white T-shirt, put my hair in a ponytail and left.

When I entered, Bade was watching TV and the others were not around.

I gathered everyone inside shouting. Everyone came in with a shudder.

I turned to Zeynep and asked, "Where is Meriç, is he coming?

"He's coming," he said, shaking his head slightly.

I never cared where you were.

I nodded and asked everyone to sit down and said to Bade:

"Can you turn on the news?" I said.

Instantly pasted the answer

"Why are you a newsaholic?"

Taking a deep off:

"No, you're hungry," I said sternly.

When he opened the news, a voice behind me said? Why did you gather here?

When I turned my back, there was Meriç and Ali, who poisoned my life.