ONESHOTS

Ran Away

Author's Note~

Eid Mubarak everyone. Stay happy and healthy. May Allah keep you all safe and happy. Amen.

This chapter will be a bit long.

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Naina is doing her PhD and completely busy with her studies. But her parents want her married coz she is of the age. After all her explanations these past few days, they still forcefully brought her here- to her wedding location. It was beautifully decorated with flowers, bright lightings, and a beautiful jhumar (chandelier) at the most appropriate place. The place looked beautiful and well-decorated and she would have appreciated it very much if it was someone else's wedding. She was dressed in her wedding dress and was peeping from her room. She was locked inside her room by her family, as they didn't want any mishap. But she was determined not to marry.

She was forced into marriage, but she fought. Though, after some time, she also felt tired, but that didn't mean she agreed. She rejected it from the very beginning. But a few days ago, she got some information about this so-called future husband of hers. So, she started searching about him and two days ago, found everything. She planned everything and almost eloped, but her parents caught her. Thankfully they didn't realize it. Today, they brought her here to marry her off to that douchebag. She squinted her eyes and clicked her tongue. "Not happening." She fidgeted through her small purse that she carried secretly. It was under her long lehenga. She took out what looked like a key and smiled. It was the master key and she quickly unlocked the door. She gave an evil laugh and rushed outside and left the place through the backdoor. But what she didn't knew was it was being used as well. She was a few steps away when she noticed people coming and going. She gaped. No, this cannot happen. She looked around, but found nowhere out. She gave a long sigh and climbed the wall and jumped like a skilled person. She tried to take a lift, but her bad luck was shining brightly today. She felt as if she won't be able to stop this marriage. No, not that douchebag. Before leaving, she prepared everything. Someone will play a video about him and everyone will realize what he actually is like. Her brother will side with her for sure.

"Stop, stop, stop!" She almost came in front of a taxi as she noticed the sudden change in the atmosphere in there. Fuck! Quickly leave this place Naina, she thought. Without another word, she opened the passenger seat door and entered, slammed the door shut and ordered the driver to rush. Everything happened in the span of just a few seconds that everyone looked puzzled. The sound of the door closing brought them to the realization that someone entered the taxi.

"Who are y-"

"Quick. Don't stop here bhaiya. Please. Start the taxi and leave." She urged; nervousness and fear evident in her voice. The taxi driver started the car immediately and the car left before she could be found out. She patted her chest in relief after crossing three major streets.

"Best girl Naina Yadav sitting here in a taxi that too in a wedding dress... Girl, you look sus...."

Naina heard the voice and widened her eyes in shock. Why the hell is he here? Oh, I suddenly got up. Oh. Oh.. Oh no! He will call the cops and get me arrested if possible. Why god why? My stupid luck. Leave, leave, leave, leave. Fucking leave this place. She opened her mouth to say, "Stop here bhaiya", but a palm suddenly covered her mouth. She turned to look at this bastard and clenched her jaw in anger. She raised her hand to remove his hand from over her mouth, but he took out his phone and dialed a number. She knew the number very well and froze. She slowly shook her head with sad eyes. He smirked and let go off her. She closed her eyes and facepalmed. Call a truce. Yup.

"Won't work."

She looked at him blankly.

He smiled comically and said unhurriedly, "No calling truce."