PART- 77 (Scared)

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NOTE: Yeah dark romance book hai

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NOTE: Yeah dark romance book hai. Aur dark romance books mein stalking, killing, kidnapping and all chalta hai. I know it was unexpected for you all, but Sana's character is like that. Morally gray. She is a, "Touch him (Sidharth) and die," girl. Mostly, people write and like the morally gray MMC. Where the guy does all this stuff. Killing, stalking and all. But, mine one is different. My FMC is morally gray. ☺️

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"Princess?"

Sidharth? Where did he come from? Isn't he supposed to be at home? Relaxing? Sleeping? Or reading a book?

To be sure, I turned my head behind to check and there he was standing tall, in the same clothes when I last saw him. White shirt and black pants. He has a shocked reaction on his face, and his horrified eyes are glued on my dead mom.

I quickly got on my feet and ran to him. He didn't move from his place nor did he blink his eyelashes. He looked like a statue to me. He was too stunt seeing me and mom like this. Seeing me as her killer.

I want to hug him tightly and cry on his shoulder not out of pain that I just lost my mom. Or I killed her. But I need him to feel safe, and cry that he is my man and he still loves me and wants me in his life. If he doesn't want me now I will definitely kill myself with that same knife tonight. I can't imagine a life without him.

I stopped myself, in front of him bowing my head down. Not because I'm ashamed of what I did. But because I was disappointed by him, by killing my mother. I know that. But, I couldn't control myself from doing it anyways. She tried to separate us, so she deserved to die. It was her only punishment, which she deserved.

I want to hold him tightly, at least his hands to feel him now. But, I don't want any blood on him. He is pure. He is not a murderer. So, he won't get impure touching any blood. Even if that means I have to stay away from him tonight. He can touch me, only after I clean myself, taking a long bath going home.

I quickly removed the gloves from my hands and threw them on her body. The fire will burn this too, later. While removing the gloves, I accidentally got blood in my hands.

Fuck man!

"Sidharth! What are you doing here? When did you come? And, how did you find me? Here?" I asked, looking at him, eagerly waiting for his answer.

He finally comes in sense and looks at me in anger. Taking a deep breath he asked, "What the fuck you did Sana? You killed her? Your mom? Have you lost your mind?"

"Do you hate me, now?" I asked. I will go crazy, if he hates me after this mess I did. I can't live with this thought.

"Sana!" He rubbed his face in anger, then pulled my bloody hands in front of my eyes. "See, what have you done?"

"Will you leave me? For this?" I asked, again.

He didn't say anything. That means he will?

"If you do, I'll kill myself right here, with that knife." The next moment I received a hard slap on my face.

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