She's sweet, only just his type
He pulls her in with a drink and a smile
Naive baby, don't think twice if he comes with a price, run for your life
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Note: This is a small chapter. From next chapter, there will be lot of fun and twists.
Mayra's PoV:
I left the house, and the bodyguard seemed concerned as he hurried over to me.
"Is everything alright, ma'am? It's quite late for you to be going out," he asked with concern. I hesitated for a moment, unsure whether to confide in him. Eventually, I decided not to share.
"Don't worry, everything is fine," I assured him as I started walking. However, he persisted, "It's not safe for you to be out alone at this hour." I chose to ignore his warning and continued on my way.
The streets were quiet, with only the sound of dogs barking in the distance. I felt physically drained and mentally exhausted, having not eaten since the previous night. As I walked, a sudden realization struck me.
I am homeless now!
That fucking bastard, now owns my father's property. My nerves hardened as i made a fist with my small palm. I returned to india just two days ago, and now i have become homeless.
'My fucking fate!' I cursed.
I know exactly where I should go next, but my mind is holding me back. I'm an adult and I can't rely on someone else for support. The problem is, I haven't even started a job yet. I don't have much money either, because before coming here, I used to live in a hostel and my uncle and aunt were paying for that.
As I was walking down the street, feeling frustrated with my circumstances and cursing my fate, my phone started ringing. When I saw the name on the screen, my face turned pale. It was my aunt Zia's calling.
'Does she came to know about this?' I thought, because it was already midnight. The ringing stopped before i could answer it, but it again started ringing. I couldn't find what to tell them. Quickly i answered the call and her voice reached my ears "Where are you Mayra?", it was clear that her voice was extremely worried.
I became troubled, thinking what to answer. Words could not escape from my mouth. But then i tried to explain.
"A-Actually, i le-left home. Im...i-i..am..." i stammered and before i could continue further, i felt my head spinning. My phone fell from my hands and everything turned black.
***
I awoke and blinked as the morning sunlight poured through the window, casting a warm glow across the room. At first, I felt a wave of unease as I took in my unfamiliar surroundings, but then a sudden wave of recognition washed over me. I was in a room that I knew well.
For a moment, I was stunned by the realization, and just as I was about to leap out of bed, my auntie Zia entered the room, a smile spreading across her lips as she caught sight of me.
"Mayra, you woke up, baby," she said with a look of genuine concern in her sparkling eyes. Still groggy and unable to recall anything, I felt a surge of happiness upon seeing her. I quickly got out of bed and embraced her.
"Are you feeling okay?" she asked, her concern palpable. I nodded, reassuring her. "What happened to you last night? Why did you leave the house at midnight?" she inquired further. "Your uncle and I were worried, so we called a doctor. The doctor said it was due to weakness and that you would regain consciousness soon," she explained.
I became numb, i remembered what happened to me last night. How Parth forced himself on me and how i managed to lock him and escape. My breathing became fast. She noticed it and made me sit on the bed.
"Let me tell your uncle, that you have gained consiousness." She said and went out of the room immediately.
I am high-strung. I am thinking if i should share about them about the incident or not, because it's obvious that it will create a big matter. And i don't want that. I was sitting there, when they came inside the room. I felt a sense of relief seeing both of them near me.
"How are you muffin?" My uncle Ved asked worriedly. "I'm fine now uncle." I replied, getting up and smiling weakly.
"Mayra, what happened last night and why did you go out that late?" He asked me and i have decided to tell them about the matter but not completely. I told them, that bastard owns my father's property now and that he told me that i cannot live there. If i will tell him that he tried to assault me, then he will definitely kill him.
I could see his expressions hardened and he became angry. Definitely he is short-tempered, that's why i found it a bit difficult to tell him.
"How dare he?!" He shouted. "Calm down, she is gonna stay with us. Although, we had already planned to get her back here, because we could not leave her alone." She said calming him down.
What? Am i going to stay here?
"But auntie..." I said with a lack of certainty but she inturruped me in midway and said "No Mayra, we are not going to listen you. You have already did whatever you wanted but now you have to listen us and you are staying here. Okay?" She said in a little anger. I smiled at her and nodded. "You love us. Don't you?" She asked emotionally and i felt so overwhelming, and hugged her "Ofcoarse!"
How can i not listen to them, when they are the one i love and need the most?!
"Come, let's go for breakfast. Doctor had told us that you are weak and had not eaten anything." She said and i nodded. We left the room and went downstairs. I remember every corner of this house too well. Some things have changed a little bit, but i can still relate nicely.
We went to the dining room. Servants began serving the breakfast to us. Her phone begin ringing and she picked up the call. "Okay, take care and have your meal on time, okay?" Saying this, she ended the call.
"He's coming tomorrow." She informed uncle, turning towards him. Whom she's talking about?
Urgh, Rian? Omg! How did i forget that he lives here?
***
It's a chilled night, I'm laying on the bed, and I'm not able to sleep.
He's coming tomorrow. He has become so dangerous. I will have to stay with him again under same roof! My previous meet with him was so dangerous. I gulped down and shiver ran down my spine, only by his thought. He's insane and still hates me so much.
No, i just can't face him. He still hates me, and seeing me again here, i Don't know how he will react.
I have to stay away from him, no matter what.
His words still echoes in my mind, which he said six years ago, when i was leaving this house.
'I promise i will break you and torment this fucking fake innocence of yours.'
I still don't know what he meant by that. His promise, his hatred....
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