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He wanted to say something but he lost motion, he lost consciousness as I kneeled down to look the man's level and said in a soft tone, "Hey... Are you awake?"

"I am," He tried to open his eyes through the injury, he didn't scream or shout for help, he didn't look angry anymore, he only smiled.

Why was he still smiling?

My breath finally returns to me, I find myself saying things completely different to those I'd planned, "I will tell you why I am doing this, I am doing this to avenge what you have done to her," I spoke out.

The day he went to an appointment with me as he was yelling through the phone in a different language.

He was yelling in Romanin, the only person we have in common that spoke that language, according to Mrs chamberlain, was Black. That day in the hospital, One of Mr Black's men was posed as the doctor since I saw the tattoo on his hand that reminded me of the symbol in the professor's body. That day was the day Mr Black wanted to teach the professor a lesson since he wanted me dead and the professor was preventing that from happening. He tried to show the professor his knowledge by killing them.

The tattoo just below the professor's chest, I remember from the final night with the professor when we were kidnapped.

How I knew he wanted to kill us was because I was a medical student when I saw the needle on the table he tried to kill me with, it was to end the pregnancy.

I ruined Mr Black plans and the professor by running away.

"How do I remember any of this? You may ask," I stated as his green eyes seemed to fade.

His eyes like hers were intoxicating to watch through the pain that they both possessed.

"I started writing in my diary " I promise myself to not cry anymore and to give myself only prayer time to complain to my creator, and that was it, no matter what happens...

I kept a diary. I wrote everything, and I was smart enough that I didn't tell anyone about it because if I did, The professor would have gotten rid of it.

"That is why you asked why aren't you crying, and when I responded, it wasn't what you liked. Because you wanted me to cry, you wanted me to tell you about the diary, to break down so I won't be able to think.

"You hadn't cried once since your break down when I told you," He said, "It isn't good for you to keep your emotions bottled up,"

Should I tell him that if I didn't have my emotions bottled up, I would be crying every single day? Should I tell him, my father, abandoning me when I was five, my grandmother abandoning me now has taken a toll on my life. My brain quitting on me after twenty-one years. Kerem leaving me and going back to his ex-wife? Should I tell him that him abandoning me would break me without ever being able to glue myself back together? That is why I will endure everything and anything.

"You wanted my response to be something like that, that day, but I had to endure everything and anything." I continued.

"Crying is overrated, don't you think so ?" I started with a smile, keeping my promise to cry to my creator a commitment between us.

"And when I gave you that answer, you started to rethink everything because keeping my diary a secret meant that I could remember things that you wanted me to forget from all of this medication." I finished.

"Professor, you have been living a secret life behind those fancy trousers and suits you wear. You have been livening the life of a hypocrite, who saves people at day time and rip their souls at night" I accused, "For two months, I endured your lying persona. I tried to collect as much evidence as I could so when I left you, you wouldn't be able to act like a victim in front of us."

He propped himself up on his elbow and used his other hand to hold mine which were both coverd in blood, "I -un-der-sta-" His face was in left in smile as his eyes closed, his white shit began to turn red.

"Dammit professor, be angry, shout," I demanded as I stated tearfully, but he was on the floor so helpless.

My heart thrums painfully against my ribs, "Was any of this worth it, what you sacrificed ?" I asked to him tearfully, but he didn't hear me, he lost consciousness.

I left him on the floor of the bathroom covered in blood after I removed the hoodie that was filled with blood as I glanced toward his figure. I remembered what happened four years ago.

I smiled through the pain remembering those foolish moments as I replaced my hoodie with the one I had underneath just like I had with my life. I sow both gentlemens that I ordered in to clean the place and get my hoodie away from the scene as I opened the once locked door, and I returned to the event.

After a few minutes had passed, A group of students found the professor on the floor beside the lecture door; the lecture where I first met him. I told the gentleman's to put him there and how to carry him. After fifteen minutes, a team of ambulances was called and arrived on the scene as the police put up caution tape around the perimeter of the area. The police began to investigate everyone in the event. Eman stood next to him, sobbing her eyes out, as the professor laid on a stretcher that was next to the ambulance.

Alexander remarked, "Ibrahim Yilmaz... One of the most promising professors in his field, Who could do such a despicable thing ?". I see his brows furrow as I was shocked by his sudden appearance beside me.

We all stood outside the campus as they were taking him away, "Beats me," I shrugged.

The other people that I stood in line with as we sow the ambulance taking the professor away were all saying the same thing as Alexander as the students who found him gathered beside Alexander terrified by the events that occurred.

"Alexander, I want to leave," I declared as Alexander was sbusy talking to a bunch of students and easing thier terrified minds. He sighs in a silvery voice. "Wahaj, this must be terrifying for you since your shaking,"

I nodded. "I need to leave to the hospital,"

"But the invest-" He defeatedly stated in a matter of seconds, "I will speak to the officers to let us leave,"

Salam Alaikum

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