This TS is going to be scheduled right after my previous OS OUR CRISP WHITE SHIRT. It is not necessary for you to have read that , it's just gonna act as a continuation.
Disclaimer : This is gonna be a dark TS where some scenes might me a little triggering for some of you. If it's mentally disturbing then kindly refrain from reading it.
It had been an hour since Raghav left for his meeting and Pallavi was already bored in the vacant house since Amma was yet to get back from the function and Pallavi had already dismissed the househelps for the day. After her loves session with Raghav, she didn't feel like leaving him but she knew how much of his work he had been compromising to be with his family lately and hence it was important npw that they understood it and pushed to work towards success more.
Dangling her legs from the sofa she switched the channels on the tv one after the other finding all these shows lame. She was right it was better to watch a million Netflix series than to watch these bland and highly dramatic indian shows. She mentally made a note to keep herself updated for the next season of the show 'The Crown' and actually make her husband watch it too but alas he was always interested in those erotic movies and shows pointing out to stuffs he would love to do to her, imaginations that would get her weak in her knees and shy away to his chest.
She looked up at the time and it still showed 8 p.m. hence Raghav was still probably gonna be out for another 2 hours or so. She bent ahead to grab her phone hoping to have a chat with Amrutha to pass her time when she realised that the battery was already dead. Blaming herself for being such an anti-social person, she hopped onto the staircase walking back inside her room to charge that damn device or else she'll have to face the wrath of her super protective husband. As she plunged in the device, her gaze fell on the neatly folded paper kept on her side table as a smile spread across her face. Raghav would be soo happy when she'll tell him of her current achievement and their future adventures. Only if she knew.
Her reverie of thoughts was soon broken by a loud sound from the hall. As if something crashed right on the ground. She knew no one was home but maybe she left something on the edge and the wind or a curtain knocked it off. With slow steps she reached down only to find her favourite vase broken on the floor as the curtains waved with high intensity. She smiled at the thought of a rainy night, just like the one she experienced some months ago after closing DSE as she wore the white saree. Another dangling sound confused her as she looked around. Nobody in sight but soon the light flickered and it went off but then turned on again.
"Watchman! Watchman!" she called out to the poor guy unaware of the fact that he laid on the floor unconsious.
"Lagta hai baarish ke mausam ki wajah se wires main kuch issue ho gaya hai. Kal Naidu se kehkar fix krwa dungi" she made a mental note as she walked inside the kitchen to inspect the dinner she made one final time. It looked perfect but unfortunately she had forgot to put the kheer in the refrigerator. She held the bowl from one hand and opened the door from the other, but soon felt a movement somewhere close to her. The steel box kept infront of her shined with a reflection as she figured a siloutte right behind her. Turning around she saw a guy standing deeply close to her as she backed off a bit.
"Kaun ho tum?" she asked but came no reply. She was about to question him again when she saw another reflexion on the shiny kitchen slab making her aware that it was not just one. But even she knew what to do in these times, she had been well informed by Raghav for such situations that might look dangerous to her.
She slid to the side still feared of the guy eyeing her as he moved closer.
"Dekho tum kaun ho sach sach batao? Aur yahan kyun aaye ho?" she asked again pulling her hand behind her as her back hit the desired slab. After getting a no reply and a good opportunity she took the steel plate from the slab and banged it on the man's head making his head rubble back as she escaped for her life. The other guys which were supposed to be on guard ran after her as she crashed from the slab to the door bringing down the kept utensils on the floor. Running for her life she escaped to her safe place, his den.
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RAGHVI TS: UNTIL I BLEED OUT
FanfictionThis TS is going to be scheduled right after my previous OS OUR CRISP WHITE SHIRT . It is not necessary for you to have read that , it's just gonna act as a continuation.