Chapter - 32

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"I swear to god, I will kill you! Stay away from me!" I warned, pointing a knife at the person confidently striding towards me.

"Now, now, that's not included in our deal, is it, baby?" His hoarse voice dangerously pierced into my ears and it automatically made me shiver.

"I don't fucking care!" I shouted in agony and turned around to run away.

"Then you fucking should!" Suddenly my hairs were pulled back forcefully and I felt my weak self being clutched tightly into two strong arms, preventing me from taking any further steps. I screamed in pain but one glare from him made me tremble in fear as I breathed heavily.

"You fucking should care about me! I am going to be your husband. Don't you fucking understand that?!" He hissed, breathing down my neck as goosebumps rose on my skin. It was as if someone lighted my skin on fire.

I was burning under his touch. I wanted to stay the hell away from him. He made me feel disgusted. "I-I would better die than be your wife."

"Oh really?" He mocked viciously. "Then so be it. If my baby is not my baby then she has no right to be anyone else's baby."

My eyes widened at his statement and my stomach churned in terror when I saw him holding the same knife I was holding before.

He is going to kill me. He will because he very well can. He is capable of doing anything.

Trailing that knife slowly from my head to my waist carefully yet a little recklessly, bringing few drops of blood from different places, he kissed my cheek longingly.

If I wasn't sedated, I would have slapped him but unfortunately, my body was not moving at all. I wasted my energy in finding that damn knife. And now it's dripping in my own blood.

"I love you, Mayra. But now it's the end for us. Goodbye baby."

"NOO!"

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"NOO!" I jolted awake in a frantic state.

Sweat was running down from my forehead and throughout my body as I felt extremely nuisance right now. Pulses being exhilarated speedily, I slammed my hand on my chest and tried to even out my intake of oxygen.

"Are you okay?" Vivaan asked in what I suppose worry lacing his voice. "What's wrong?"

Nightmare.

I closed my eyes in slight relief and overall tension. It was a relief that what I just experienced was a nightmare. One of the most darkest memories of my past but definitely an embarking nightmare for the rest of my life.

Why are they coming back again? I thought they stopped last year. I also took enough medications to make sure they don't come back! Why is this happening to me right now?!

I was supposed to forget that day! I was supposed to live like that day never occurred. I was supposed to...... I was..... No..... This is messing with my head. This is not the right time nor the place to think about it.

Suddenly my head started spinning. I couldn't hear what Vivaan was saying anymore. I lost connection with the outer world. I felt as if I was trapped somewhere inside my mind. I could not feel him shaking me. Neither could I react when he cupped my face and tried to bring me back to consciousness.

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