Bewitched

Chapter 11

Srusti's POV

I woke up and saw that I was in a different room, it was a very well kept room. Where was I ??

I looked around and saw that I was in bed with a man.

A man ??? Oh my God !!!!

Who was he ?? Why were we in the same bed? I looked at myself my clothes were different. Looked like a man's clothes.

Oh god !! What happened??? I hope it's not...

I was scared and was about to cry anytime very soon.

The man was holding me in his arms, I pushed him very hard. He loosened his arm.

Oh, God !!  He was the most handsome man I had ever seen. Tall, fair, very handsome. But why and how were we in the same bed??

" Who are you??"  I asked getting out of the bed. But winced badly. Something was wrong with my foot, I was in pain. I was about to fall when he caught me.

" Leave me... who are you?? What am I doing here ?? " I pushed him with all my might.

He told me that his name was Mohit. I had an accident with his car. 

" Oh... Ok.. .but what are you doing here in bed with me?? " I was about to cry any moment now.

" Oh...hold on... It's not what it looks like. " He said with a shocked expression on his face.

" Then why were you and I in the same bed?? " I asked him. 

" You were really scared last night, I think you had a nightmare. You were crying like a child and when I tried to calm you down, you held me very tight like a child. So I could not leave. "

" My clothes??? Who changed my clothes??  I don't remember changing them??? " I asked as I  was still doubtful.

He told me that one of the ladies who work for him did that. He assured me that nothing happened between us. Somehow I trusted him.

He asked me why was I running like that in that heavy rain. But I didn't tell him. He asked me about my family as he said he wanted to inform them as they would be worried for me.

I wanted to cry at that. Family?? I denied that and he went to get ready for his work.

I had no family now. Nobody was looking for me. My parents died last year in a car accident. Since then  I was living with my sister and her husband. I didn't want to inform them as I was disgusted with the thought of going back there.

I had come to live with my sister and her husband when our parents died. My sister Preeti was 5 years older than me. She got married 4 years ago and was living in Delhi with her husband and a little boy who was almost 3 years old.

Everything was normal in the beginning but later on, things started to change.

My sister got pregnant again and her pregnancy was a bit difficult. She was stressed out and also had some other health issues. My sister's husband Gagan started behaving weirdly. He started to stare at me a lot and used to come very close to me while I was working in the kitchen or tried to caress my hand or arm.

I felt that it was not a casual accidental touch but a deliberate sexual touch. 

I started avoiding him but he kept doing things like that. My sister adored him like anything and would not have believed it if I had told her anything. So I kept avoiding him.

My sister was head over heels in love with him.  She was so beautiful and delicate that any man could go crazy about her just by looking at her just once and she was crazy about him.