She who suffers..

Chapter - 15

MUSKAN'S POV:-

I prayed to God to send him for me and was about to close my eyes when the shutter opened and the light rays glowed in the dull godown I was kept in. "Who is here? Go look for who has come to our place?" one of the goons asked the other..

I did hear footsteps approaching inward, but marginally. All of the five goons started looking here and there in the godown, and I was struggling to keep my eyes still open..

"There he is!" The vulgar man said that, and a shot alarmed me. They did have guns. I moaned in my mouth, but it was of no use, it wasn't making any difference. I wanted to escape from the place and slowly started scrolling and moving along with the chair..

Just as they made two more gunshots and the new footsteps approaching towards me grew faster, I fastened my movement. "Here he is! I got him!" The driver said, and within a second I stopped my moment, and a man landed down on many beer bottles facing me. It was not less than a miracle that none of the four bear cartoons hurt me because of the sudden fall..

I blinked twice and looked carefully, and the man was Vansh. He looked at me, and I looked at his upside-down face. "Are you okay?" I wanted to ask, but the words were grave in my mouth. Just when the driver was about to shoot him, he stood up with the speed of an aeroplane and made him shoot all the bullets by spraining both his arms backward. He kicked him in the back with his knee, probably in one of the lumbars, and threw him forward..

Vansh came towards me and started opening the knot of the band that encircled my stuffed mouth, but two other men came from his back, and had guns in their hand. I signaled him by moving my neck, and he covered me..

It was in a blink when two gunshots burst into the air and Vansh covered me. His one hand was placed under my head and the other on the floor to maintain a distance among us, when my chair touched the floor along with him hovering over me. I had my eyes squeezed tight, out of fear, and my hands on his back, hugging him tight..

I took a moment to process that he untied my hands in a matter of seconds, when I was about to fall along with him and the chair..

I was trailing my hands on his toned back, still hugging him to check if he got the shot or not, and opened my eyes slowly. He smirked and smiled, looking at me. Our face were a few inches away. "Untie your legs and mouth! Aah!" He ordered me, whispering and quickly took his hurting hand out..

I untied the knot from the back of my head, and in the still-fallen chair, I managed to untie my legs too. I laid down again, with my hands rubbing my arms as they were hurting so hard..

I was about to go to sleep when I saw him fighting and knocking the first one down. All I noticed was his hand, which protected me a few seconds ago was rudely bruised, as if he had gotten it injured earlier too..

I tried to get up, as he must not feel that he was alone, and I couldn't stay there any longer. It wasn't safe, as they all had guns and I couldn't let them kill him..

Within some seconds, I made the chair crawl sideways and turn on the ground. The vulgar man appeared from nowhere, covered my mouth with his hand and pulled me back from the half-shattered cartoon wall..

He dragged me into the godown, with my hair in one hand and his other hand covering my mouth. He stopped and pulled me towards himself with my hair, which was aching like something piercing on my head..

He held me close, his chest touching my back and my folded arms. His one hand was about to touch my waist under my t-shirt, while the other was suffocating me..

"Let's have some fun!" He whispered in the worst disguising way in my ear and was about to kiss me when I poaked my elbow in his belly, pushing him back..

I wanted to fight and then run away, but all of a sudden I felt giddy and was about to take the support of some cartoons to stand when Vansh grabbed me..

He was looking at the vulgar man with the frowning face and angry eyes as if you would kill him in a minute. He left me, and I tried to stand with the support of some cartoons while he literally cracked all his bones..

Vansh took his hand and cracked it several times, leaving his own lifeless, the one that touched me. His cries were making me force myself to open my eyes to see more. Vansh was really brutal. He knew exactly how and where to attack to get the opponent down and not let him up very soon..

He said him something, which I was unable to listen, and dislocated his other shoulder, choking him down on the floor after circling him in the air, which actually requires a lot of strength..

Vansh took his right foot and cracked his thigh with a kick. I was stunned, looking at him, he was a totally different man during the fight. He came nearer to me and bent down, and I realised that I was sitting, not standing anymore..

I knew I was safe with him, and he was fine too. He took me in his arms, and I closed my heavy eyes, putting my head on his chest peacefully. All I remembered was his jaw which was in front of my eyes when I closed them, and his bloody hand..

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What took Vansh two long hours to appear for Muskan?

Where are Shekhar and Sirat?

What was Vansh saying to the vulgar man while fighting?

Will Muskan be taken to the hospital or somewhere else?

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