The Last Note [ON HOLD]

32. A TALE OF TRAGEDY.

Trigger warning ⚠️: Abuse, torture and misery ahead.
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It had been more than 24 hours since the tragedy took place and the last thing Trishika remembered was her being tucked off to bed by her mother after she cried her eyes out.

She was hell scared amidst all the drama. The thought of her losing her Maa, Papa, Bhai, her family and also Ajey had shook her to the core and she couldn't help but cry.

All this while, she had no idea how and when did the fire start. All she could do in her reach was to pray for everyone's well being. But it seemed like peace was nowhere near the Bhardwajs atleast for now.

-"Mumma..."
Trishika mumbled unconsciously in her sleep.

An echo of footsteps was heard when she slowly opened her eyes, trying to gain her consciousness, it finally hit her.

She was not on the bed of the room in her family's penthouse.

. . .

-"Hello, Mrs. Bhardwaj. It's been long since I saw you..."
A dark voice echoed around the place.

-"Oh, Akhil..."
Gayatri's unconscious self tried to speak, as she let out a heavy breath.

In the next moment she felt a sting on her cheek followed by a harsh pull of her hair on her scalp.

-"Seems like you have been deeply in love, Gayatri Bhardwaj, that you've learnt how to chant your husband's name like a mantra. You know what, that name sounds horrible. It should be Gayatri Joshi, and not Bhardwaj."
The man who pulled her hair spoke dangerously, gritting his teeth in agitation.

Gayatri and been drugged badly and it was hard for her to comprehend what was going on. She noticed about her condition, which was her being tied up with a metal chain around her on a chair as if she were an animal which was about to be slaughtered. Her clothes were drenched in her own sweat which dripped like water and her uneven breathing due to the lack of oxygen wasn't helping much in the dark place.

She forced her eyes open to take a look at her surroundings and realised that she was in a dark basement, tied up with metal chains infront of a man whom she easily recognised.

The last thing she remembered was Akhil leaving for awhile the last night and her sleeping with Trishika by her side and Aakash on another bed in the same room.

And then it struck her, where were her husband, kids and the rest of the family?

-"You know right, that you will regret all this once my husband comes to know about your location?"
Gayatri asked dangerously.

-"You're still the same; overconfident and overproud of her husband."
Said the man infront of her.

-"FUCKING SHUT UP AND TELL ME WHERE ARE MY FAMILY AND KIDS? WHAT DID YOU DO TO THEM?"
She shouted this time but it had no effect on him.

-"Well don't worry, my love. They are still alive, though tortured. But soon their miseries will come to an end once they are slaughtered to death."
He replied with a smirk.

-"How dare-"
Anger rushed through her body at the mention of her family being slaughtered as she tried to kick him on his manhood but failed as she was tied up with chains.

-"Huh, what were you saying? How dare?"
He chuckled in mockery.

-"You don't have to know, baby. Just be ready for tonight. Once I come back again, I'll make you experience the real art of fucking, which I believe, certainly your husband failed even though you have two kids together. He looks impotent anyway."
He completed his sentence and left the dark basement as Gayatri's facial expressions changed to that of disgust at his empty threat.