KNOCK ON MY HEART ❤️(on-hold)

CHAPTER-32

When I was 16, she averted her gaze from mine. I need a moment. Please.

“You don't have to tell me anything, Zaha.
No, Devyn. You're not understanding. I don't want you to give up me after discovering my past. I'd like to tell you.”

I was born in Delhi; my family was not wealthy, but we were a happy little family. My father and his friend started a small business. Appa always came to pick me up after school. My father's friend came over one day and said my father had asked him to pick me up. I don't want to go with him, but he tried everything to persuade me. He even called my appa.

I was upset that he didn't show up.
Chetan was his name, and he always said that I was his favourite girl. I had no idea what his hidden meaning was at the time. He stated that he needs to go shopping. I played football at my school that day, and I was completely exhausted, so I leaned back in my seat and closed my eyes. A hand touched my inner thigh. When I opened my eyes, I saw his hand on my thighs and his car stopped at some deserted location. I pushed his hands away from me.
Sleep baby. Sleep and let Uncle look after you. He groped my left bosom in the next split second.

I screamed and kicked him in the face. I jumped out of his car. I know that his touch was bad. He was quick and caught me.
He dragged me to a nearby abandoned building and i realised he had taken me far away. He threw me on the muddy floor, and I crawled away. He grabbed my ankle and pulled me towards him. He punched my face hard twice when I struggled.
He took off my coat and attempted to rip off my shirt. He cursed and began to kiss my face all over. I tried everything and begged him to leave me, but he didn't pay any heed.
I bit his hand hard, and he punched me in the stomach.

He caressed where I bit him, so I took advantage of the situation and kicked him where the sun doesn't shine. I fled away from him when he was rolling on the ground, grunting in pain. I'm not sure where i was, but i was on a highway. All I knew was that I was hit by a car and awoke three days later in a hospital bed.
Sakshi's parents found me on the road and took me to the hospital. My father was standing next to me when I awoke. He sobbed uncontrollably when he saw me in that state.

My parents filed a case and I spent nearly two weeks in the hospital. I was asked to give a statement to the police. I would cry every time they asked me about the incident.They wanted me to say everything accurately, like where touched me, how did he touched me. I would scream at them or throw whatever my hands could get. They called me a mad girl. They didn't know how it was hurting to tell everything to them in details. What felt like an year I finally discharged from the hell. I hate hospitals.  She shrugged her shoulders then took a deep breath to continue.

I was sitting in the garden with my friend when his mother came in and took him away. I inquired as to why she was acting this way.

She stated, "I'm not the same old pure, innocent girl."  and I am a cursed girl. She doesn't want her son to talk to a girl like me. My friends began to ignore me, or they would gossip about me. Everyone mocked me for it, like it would not have happened without my permission because he was a regular visitor to our home. It was the result of a hormonal adolescent. People started to bad mouth about me. I used to cry every time, and my nightmares was another story. My parents were also so distraught that they blamed themselves. I was depressed, and they wanted me to go to therapy. But Sakshi's parents asked my parents to leave the city. They believed it would be beneficial to me. I don't even want to be there. We moved to Chennai, and my father began working for your company. Because we were not financially secure, my mother had to look for work. Then my grandmother arrived to look after me and my sister. In the middle of the night, I heard my parents crying. I overheard their conversation, and he told Amma, "I shouldn't have trusted him, how could he do this to her?" He always said she was like her daughter. I wanted the court to punish him, but all the people are his people. He is such a powerful man that he paid all the police officers and easily escaped. As a father, I failed miserably. He sobbed, accusing himself of everything. That day, I resolved to be happy for them at the very least.

That night, I changed for my parents. Every smile conceals my pain. I don't want them to believe they failed. I want them to be pleased with me. I wanted to prove myself that I can live like old Zaha.

“Stop crying, Devyn.” I never looked away from her, and she wiped my tears away with her tiny hands. I realised I was crying for the first time in my life for someone who was not a member of my family.However, she did not cry.

“So, do you want to stay with me?” She asked me playfully, as if she didn't want to talk about her painful past.

“Put a stop to it. You are mistaken if you believe I will be disgusted by your past. I'm not going anywhere. Not now, and never again.” She looked at me with those wide eyes, as if what I said was true. I meant everything I said.

“Be a good boy, angry bird. I don't want cry again for this, tonight. Nope. I am not going cry. She wiped her tear with the back of hand hardly,constantly repeating I'm not gonna cry, I'm a strong girl. But her tears are her traitors. She then sobbed, clutching my shirt in her fist. I'm sure it was all her pent-up emotions. I let her cry. Only tonight. I promise myself that I will never let her cry like this again.I was startled to feel her soft baby lips on mine. I drew her face away and looked at her; her face was so red that her brown eyes became puffy. The tip of the nose is also red. She leaned in and kissed my lips. She gave me a slow kiss. I can feel the salt taste in our kiss. I felt her pain through the kiss, so I let her kiss me however she pleased. For few second her lips lingers on mine, neither I nor she moved our lips. She then rested her forehead on mine. I gently stroked her hair, protectively wrapping my arms around her petite figure. She wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me close to herself.

I awoke with something rubbing against my chest. As if someone were rubbing something on my chest.  I realised,We're still in the back seat of my car, She was sleeping on top of me while holding my shirt in her tiny fist. How did we end up sleeping this way? I checked the time, and it's fucking 6 a.m.

I need to wake her up. I gently shook her, but she snuggled and rubbed her face against my chest, as if she didn't want to wake up from her sleep.

“Get up, little flower. You need to get inside before Sakshi wakes up.”

“(Enna thoonga vidunga) Let me sleep.” She snuggled closer to me.

I don't understand a single word you're saying. Again I shook her little, (pcch ayyo sakshi innum konja neram please) (please sakshi few more minutes).

“You can sleep now, but what if Sakshi was looking for you at home?” she was wide awake in the second and looking here and there.  When her gaze returned to me, she repositioned herself comfortably on me.
“You should leave it's half past to seven, little flower.”
“What? You're telling me right now? I'm leaving.” She pushed herself away from me.

“I'll be here waiting for you. You leave to get ready for the day. We'll all eat breakfast together”.

“You must get some rest. I'm not sure how you slept like this, and I'm so sorry. I had no idea when I fell asleep.”

“Stop apologising. I slept very well. Now, go get ready.” She climbed the fence after getting out of the car. My phone pinged two minutes later with a message.

“They're asleep”

I smiled as I read the message and waited for her to arrive for our surprise breakfast date. I messaged Harry to find out more about Zaha and Chetan Bastard.

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