Warning: 18+
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"People do bad things under bad circumstances, that doesn't make them bad people"
That's what Meerab assured herself as she ran towards the railway station, her black burqa restricting her movements, she looked behind and could see them closing in on her.
She had no other choice but to run, nothing else made sense. There was chaos. Her life was an utter chaos. She shouldn't be dealing with this, she was just a child. Meerab wanted to crawl in her grandmother's arms and cry her heart out.
But sadly she wasn't here to cradle her in her arms and tell her everything was gonna be alright. She saw a large rock around the corner and she picked it up.
Turning around she warned the men who were running after her, "Agar paas aaye toh Allah kasam sabka sar phod dungi".
The men stopped and her uncle came forward, "Bawli hogayi hai kya Meerab?"
They crept closer so she threw the rock, "Haan hogayi hu bawli".
A wave of guilt hit her as she heard one of them scream as the rock hit them, she didn't look back. She had to run faster, discarding the burqa she pushed her body to run faster than before. She tried to make a left turn but was met with a loss.
It was a dead end, there was a wall.
"I have to climb the wall"
She tied the dupatta around her hip and stepped on the brick that was sticking out the wall. The ends of her shalwar got stuck so she pulled at it leading to a tear, Meerab didn't care as this was the fifth time she ran away.
As she climbed up someone caught her leg, pullng her to the ground. She fell into the puddle of water with a splash.
The dirty water smeared her face making her hair stick to it as she glared at her uncle, "Chal gaadi mai baith".
She sat in the car,.she was dragged into the haveli and thrown at her phuphi's foot. The old woman named Razia looked at her and spat out, "Itne mushkil se dulhe ko raazi kiya tha, ab kon karega tujhse nikkah? Bata?"
She pulling her head up so they were at eye level, there were tears in Meerab's eyes. But the laugh that came out next suprised them, "Aapko kya lagta hai, mai aisehi kisiki bhi hojaongi?"
"Mai apni marzi ke bina kuch nahi karti, aur agar ap logon ne zabardasti mera nikkah karne ki koshish ki toh sabse pehle aapke khaaney m zeher milaungi".
Razia picked up her shoes, and striked her, "Kya boli?"
Meerab tried to crawl away, but she was caught by her uncle, as the old woman hit her.
"Mujhe maaregi?"
"Mere khaaney me zeher milayegi".
"Teri ye jurrat?" She dragged her by the hair, the rage taking over as she hit her. Her face marred by the strikes, but Meerab was used to this. Having been hit since she was fifteen, "Naam bata jiske saath bhaagi thi".
Her mouth remained shut, as she got hit on her face by a slap, her lips busting.
"Mar jaongi magar naam nahi bataungi", the rain from the cracked ceiling fell on her face. The crazy look in her eyes, drove Razia crazier.
"Nahi batayegi?"
The beating continued every slap making her will stronger, she couldn't reveal the name of the man whom she loved since she was a kid.
"Sher hai woh sher, jis din saamne aaya aap sab ulte pao bhaagogey".
The young girl laughed as the woman, continued to hit her, she knew one day she would reach him. She couldn't marry another man, because she has his.
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Mine to take (18+) - Fanfiction
RomanceShe was his to take. And he was hers to claim. __ The original version - Love 1971