Twisted Revenge by A.ZChaudhry

Chapter 36

ALESSIO

I woke up to blurred voices around me. Pain shot through my head when I lifted my arm to massage it. Groans left my mouth as my entire body ached. Someone rushed towards me and placed my hand on the side when I felt a pair of soft hands pressing my head and massaging it. A groan of relief involuntarily left my lips as calmness rushed through me. I felt at ease and wondered who-

My eyes snapped open when I found Avelina sitting next to me, massaging my head. I immediately removed my head and let her hands drop when I tried to sit up. I wanted her to massage me further as it was really helping with the pain but after our past and whatever I did with her? A victim should not be made to take care of the abuser.

Ever.

Avelina tried to put me back to bed when I forcefully sat up. What the fuck was happening? As soon as I sat up, a wave of brain splitting pain cracked through my skull, forcing my brain to slice apart when I shut my eyes tightly, groaned and held my head with the both of my hands. I felt a pair of much stronger hands push me back to bed when Cassio's voice broke through the air, "Calm down, Alessio. You need to rest right now."

I managed to say, "What the fuc-"

"You had a severe panic attack coupled with a migraine attack. You currently have extremely high fever, just rest."

I managed to open my eyes and looked at him, "France shipment-"

He rolled his eyes, "I got it under control, I am not stealing your explosives and carrying them in my pants. Trust me, I want to blow my aunt apart but not this brutally."

The corners of my lips tugged up just a bit but I managed to control that when I looked at Avelina, "Can you go to the kitchen and get me cold water."

She nodded and left the room when I ushered Cassio to come towards me. He sat next to me when I ordered him, "I can very well take care of myself, have been doing that since the past eight years, I want you to do one thing and that's final. It is happening either way and so, it's your choice, either you do it for me or I, myself will."

He quirked an eyebrow, "You just got along with her and want to divorce her?"

I squinted my eyes, "Cassio. Shutup. I am not divorcing her anytime soon until and unless she asks me for it. Now listen and get lost as my head is hurting a lot."

"Go ahead."

"Avelina leaves for Paris tomorrow."

He squealed, "WHATTTTTTTTT?"

"Yes. She needs some time to heal and away from her abuser." His eyes showed pity at that word but I couldn't care anymore. It was the truth and truth always hurts. I continued, "She will go there on a business class, will spend as much time as she wants, be it a month or two or a year. She needs to feel free, feel alive and needs to let herself breathe. I have caged her a lot in this house, it is depressing for her now. You go with her and make sure she enjoys her time. Payments all on me. Where I understand this is no apology and can never make up for it, I also, need time to figure out a way. Let her explore and find herself before she faces me again. If she decides to, that is."

He looked at me, "Excuse me, what? Payments all on you? Mine too?"

I deadass looked at him, "That's what you got from all of that?"

He grinned, "Yesh."

I rolled my eyes and that action alone caused another pain shooting up my skull. I latched my hand onto my head when Cassio slid closer. Removing my hand, he started massaging my head when he whispered, "Are you sure?"

"Positive."

"Have you thought this through?"

"Amendments to rape and abuse don't need to be though through, they need to be done."He was silent for a few seconds when we heard footsteps. Avelina was coming up the stairs and was close to us when Cassio whispered, "What if she finds someone there?"

Something caught within my throat because I had also thought of this possibility. I had imagined my Avelina moving on, finding some guy who loves her the way she would love him back, to see her falling for him, marrying him, laughing with him, making him as hers and letting her be his when my eyes snapped open. I didn't want to think much of this any further. It, alone, was painful.

I knew I had fallen for her this time and I knew that I wanted to do everything to make her mine but sometimes........... sometimes too much is also never enough.

Sometimes, you try so hard and get so far, but in the end? It doesn't even matter.

Avelina knocked on the door before entering when Cassio whispered urgently to me, "Alessio???"

I whispered back just as she entered, "Then she is free to go wherever her heart desires."

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The story will take an emotional toll from now onwards. Many commented this and hence, I wanted to address everyone as a whole. Usually, in such books, the female lead takes her revenge and all, but if I did that too? It would have been too cliche, too 'usual'. So to change the theme for once, I wanted Alessio himself to punish himself. This time, distance and emotional, mental health will punish him worse than any fight, any sword, anything else can. I want him to suffer mentally for a change for once.

Also, many said that Avelina was too forgiving. She isn't. She was still rigid, she still speaks less. Again, I wanted to change the norm. I want to show the other existing part of this nation too. The part that knows pain, has gone through it and can see right through a person that he isn't who he portrays to be. Avelina can see right through Alessio that there is a beautiful version of him somewhere, she just gotta take that out. And how does she know that? Because she sees herself in his eyes. She knows what that state is and just wants to be that someone for Alessio who she wishes she had.

This isn't a typical book, so if you are waiting for Avelina to hit him, deal brutally with him and all? I would suggest you to leave because I'll play with the mind in this book. I'll end him mentally and that would be more brutal. So, it's up to you. And people who said Avelina is soft? Yes, she is. Pure souls are like that. I know people in real life who after going through so much, even if you show them a bit of love? They crumble. But they are the most genuine at heart. I want to show that too.

Peace.

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