Ishan's pov:-
My lungs burns as I struggled to hold my breath, fighting the urge to inhale when Mayank pushed my head deeper in the bath tub filled with water.
The once peaceful heaven of bathtub has because a place of hell for me.
My strength was decreasing with Mayank's force.
My heart raced upon the realisation that my life was in the balance of someone else's hand.
The thought both relieved and terrified me.
The once bubbly personality that I loved about myself has lost its energy and spark.
I have always been strong.
It's something I have been always proud of but I realised that now that some things are just stronger than us.
With each passing day-my body is becoming more fragile and weak.
I don't even have the will to fight anymore.
I am so fed up with this continuous torture and constant struggle.
Only If I was strong enough I would have taken my own life but I couldn't.
I am a coward just like Mayank said.
My lungs are screaming for air while by body is struggling against the force applied my Mayank.
My vision starts to go blurry and the world around me fade into nothingness.
I pray each time that this will be the last.
That's when he pulls me out of the water by my hair.
I am sitting on the ceramic floor.
It's not even a second later when my head is forced back into the water again.
As I tried to breathe the water enters my lungs.
My body tells me to fight back but I just couldn't.
My mind just tells me to get this over with.
After losing my final strength, I felt a weird calmness taking over me.
It's like my body had given up and mind had made peace with the calmness.
That's when I was about to surrender, Mayank pulled me out of the water.
He layed me on the ceramic floor while I coughed water violently.
I could feel Mayank giving chest compressions to me.
My body jerks as Mayank leaned down to connect my lips with his lips to give CPR.
After some seconds, I cough violently shoving off Mayank to roll to other side spitting up water and drawing a breath in.
Mayank looked at me and said with a smirk on his face.
"I told you that you need me."
"Just kill me already. Please." That's the only thing I could say while breathing heavily.
Water was dripping down from my hair to my face.
"Are you not having fun,Ishu?" He said while tilting his head to one side.
There is no use in begging to him.
I have tried that many times.
It's like he dont even consider me as a person.
It's like he is taking revenge from his ex by using me.
Death is the only escape to this nightmare.
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Mystery / ThrillerIshan's life was practically perfect - he has good friends , a dream job and a special someone he would do anything for . But when his pleasurable life is snatched from him he's forced to adapt in order to make it out alive . Will shubman make it on...