ENTWINED SOULS: A Tale of hate and love

Self harm

Author's POV
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"Di_divisha! DIVISHA!!" He stuttered at first and then yelled at the top of his lungs.

He sprinted towards Divisha, who was slumped on the floor beside a car, her head bowed down. Her one heel was missing and her disheveled hair was covering her face. As he sat beside her and gently lifted her face with trembling hands, her eyes were open but she was staring blankly ahead without blinking. Her face was marked with tears and her right cheek had a handprint.

He tried to call her out with his stuttering voice but she neither answered nor blinked her eyes. He picked her up in his arms and took her towards his car. He made her sit on the passenger seat and then rushed towards the driver's side.

He drove towards his house, his eyes darting towards Divisha every few seconds. Halfway through the journey, he noticed her eyelids fluttering closed, her chest rising and falling with slow, deep breaths. He gently took one of her hands in his, his fingers intertwining with hers as he held it reassuringly until they reached his house.

He took her inside the house, which was empty. His parents were away, as Naina had mentioned, attending an event in another town. He gently laid her down on the bed, and removed the stray strands of hair from her face. His eyes drifted towards the hand print on her face, a faint red mark. He touched it and then winced as if it was hurting him because of the mark.

He took water from the side table and sprinkled a few droplets onto her face. Her eyelids fluttered as she struggled to focus, her eyes opening and closing.

A sense of unease washed over her as she couldn't recognise her surroundings. She attempted to get up from bed but due to dizziness fell again. Abhimanyu tried to help her but she panicked and shifted away towards the other side of the bed. Her breaths quickened, feeling a strange touch on her.

"Divisha! Divisha! Calm down! I'm Abhimanyu. Don't be scared of me. Please." He spoke gently, backing off a little and in the end his voice came out as a pleading.

Divisha looked up at him and observed him for a few minutes and then a calming gasp left her lips. He passed her a glass of water which she had, calming her breaths.

"Will you have something? I'll bring food for you. You can rest till then." He asked her to which she nodded and Abhimanyu replied with a warm smile.
Abhimanyu was leaving the room when he heard her small voice.

"Uhmm.. wh_ere is the washroom?" She spoke in a barely audible whisper, her voice trembling. He turned back and pointed towards the washroom.

When she went inside the washroom limping,  he noticed her legs which were swelling and then left the room making a note to bring a first aid kit with him. He made his way to the kitchen to prepare food.

Divisha washed her face and then looked in the mirror for a few minutes. She looked at the bruise on her face which had now turned blue. Her fingers reached up to touch the area and then winced at the pain. Her wrist had fingerprints on it reminding her of the painful incident.

*Flashback*

Divisha stormed out of Abhimanyu's cabin and wiping her tears, she took the stairs towards the basement. She knew if she took the elevator then employees of the company would see her and she didn't want to show anyone her vulnerable side.

As Divisha was about to reach the basement, she heard a sound of whistle from the middle platform where the stairs turned. Fear engulfed her as she took trembling steps towards that direction.

When she reached there, she saw Dishant standing there. He forwarded her his hands and smiled sweetly, asking her to come with him. Divisha took a step back and Dishant took a step towards her.

"S_tay away fro_m me. Do_nt come near m_e." She said and took a few steps back and then turned to run upstairs. Dishant held her wrist in a tight grip and dragged her down making her lose her balance.

He held her waist and then tried to kiss her but she pushed him away with full force and again tried to run. But he grabbed her hair and dragged her down and in the process her heel broke, one of her legs twisted. He grabbed her wrist leaving her hair and then slapped her harshly leaving bruises on her cheek.

Divisha went numb as his hand came in contact with her cheeks and she lost all her energy, memories came flooding into her mind. Dishant looked at her with an angry gaze and then he held her hand, fingers digging into her skin.

He started dragging her towards the basement, not caring about how her heels were now totally broken and her leg was swollen. As they reached downstairs, one of her heels came out of her leg and made her fall. He turned back and rolled his eyes at her, he made her stand by grabbing her hair.

They reached his car and that's when he heard Abhimanyu's voice calling her name. He sighed in annoyance and then pushed her towards another car, making her fall. He looked at her face for a few seconds and then smiled psychotically looking at her condition.

He sat inside his car and stayed there till Abhimanyu found Divisha and took her to his house.

*Flashback Ends*

Divisha's knuckles had turned white as she was holding the washbasin tightly, blanking staring at her vulnerable self. These memories were painful but the memories of before were heart-wrenching for her.

She looked down at her white knuckles as a lone tear left her eyes. She looked back at herself in the mirror, her eyes showing a strange emotion. She slapped herself looking in the mirror and then smiled painfully. She was not feeling any pain right now, at least not physical pain.

She again slapped herself and then shouted on the top of her lungs. She looked at her wrist which had his fingerprints and started scratching it with her nails. She slapped herself thrice, yelling and then clutched her hair tightly.

She shouted once again and then pulled her hair forcefully. She looked at her hand and found some hair in her fist.

Abhimanyu's POV

I decided to make sandwiches as they were the only thing which I could make in very less time so I chopped vegetables. Within 10 minutes, sandwiches were ready and I put them into the grill.

While they were getting grilled I took out my phone and watched the video of the basement which my security team had sent me. In the video I found Dishant dragging her from the stairs which made my blood boil.

As the video ended, I was not just angry but furious and wanted to kill that asshole Dishant. But right now, Divisha needs me the most so I'll take care of her.

I placed sandwiches in a tray and took a first-aid kit from the table. I went towards my room with sandwiches and the kit. I was a few steps away from my room when I heard Divisha shouting.

My heartbeat fastened and I entered the room in a hurry but it was all empty. I placed a tray and kit on the table and I heard another ear piercing yell. I rushed towards the washroom and knocked at the door but there was no reply.

I called her name but she didn't answer, making me panic. Is she okay? What if she did something to herself? Shut up! Open the fucking door. I pushed the door again and again, and finally the door opened. As my gaze went towards her, I felt like someone snatched my breath away from me.

I ran towards her and hugged her tightly.
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