The Devil's Doll

Chapter 7

Vikram POV

I missed my Snowflake.
I never thought that I would ever utter such words but here we are.

Dhruv told me that my Snowflake went to a mandir today.

Unhe kya pata ki wahi hamari mandir hai

She doesn't even know that she's my place of worship

I never felt such urges, the urge to just get lost in those eyes, hear all those non sensical talks and solve all her miseries.

Par abhi toh aesa lagta hai ki Mumbai mein bhi snowflake gir gayi hai.

It feels like there is snowflake in Mumbai itself.

Information says that my Snowflake already reached her mansion.
Do I want to meet her? Yes.
Do I want to talk to that scumbag? Absolutely not.

Par Bollywood movies toh meine bhi dekhi hai!
Even I've watched Bollywood movies
Window hai? Check.
Rassi hai? Check.
Ladki hai? Check.

Fuck.
I knew she looked like a goddess but she looked even more etheral in that saree of hers but her eyes? They miss that shiny glow of hers.
I couldn't help but approach her.

Hii Snowflake

Can't she hear me? Dhruv ne toh kaha tha ki isko koi physical disability nahi hai. Koi nahi Jessi bhi hai hamari hai! Aur sunna toh humme hi hai.

I couldn't help but twirl that hair of hers, she was my goddess. Only mine.

"Amaira?" I whispered softly whilst still twisting her hair, i felt her eyes break the streak with my face as it looked down. Did i catch her off guard? Maybe.

Amaira POV

"Yes...? " Thats all I could say? What's the point of me being the best debater? The best speaker? When I can't even utter a single word in front of him!

"You okay snowflake?" His hand  slowly caressed my hair. Oh! How I wish I could just melt into his arms.
No. Are you crazy? How can you trust someone like him.

"Yes... Yes I am" i barely stutter the words as i sit down on my bed.

" You don't look so?" My body almost shuttered as his hands crawling to my neck as he sits beside me.

Should I blurt out to him? What's the worst that can happen?

"What's that snowflake?" My eyes glimmered with pain as his hand glide up my face and onto my cheak. It stings.

"I... I fell down" thats the best lie. This works in Bollywood so it can work here too?

"Snowflake i hate lies. Spill. Now. Or the consequences will make you stop walking for at least a week." His hands caressed the red stingy area making me hiss.

"We went to a temple today" I looked up at him my eyes already wet with tears

" I know snowflake but what happened there?" My eyes soothe back as his hands gently caress mine. Comforting.

"There was this guy Dhruv, he tried harassing me and won't leave me even when i asked him so" when I looked up at him, the eyes, his eyes, were as furious as mine were.

"What did you do about it Snowflake?" He looked at me with certain comfort in his eyes as his hands went back in my wavy hair and soothe it.

"I stabbed him in his hand. Not in an injurious way but " his finger was placed onto my lips, shushing me, like a doll of his.

"You don't need to explain yourself. Ever. I know what you said is true and i believe you okay?" Tears escape my eyes. I couldn't hold it anymore. I placed my head on his chest and hugged him, he was warm. I felt his hands slowly snake around my waist and pull me closer.

"Then... All of his family and my dad humiliated me in front of everyone... My dad even slapped me" my voice came out all muffled, my eyes were tired from all the crying.

"Shh Snowflake. I'll handle this okay?" His lips kissed my forehead as he gently placed me on my bed. I was too tired to comprehend what was happening, too exhausted to even protest. I just laid there with my eyes closed as i felt his warm touch face away to the distant.

Vikram POV

How dare anyone hurt my Snowflake? I made it clear in Alvon High that if you mess with her you mess with me.

Call ringing ...

Dhruv?

Yes Vikram?

Code red, Raghuvansh.

You sure? That is her dad

That is also our enemy?

Well but?

No buts no ifs.

Okay anything else?

There was some Dhruv with the Oberoi family today. Find out about him. Everything.

Okay done.

Call end

Call me an obsessor all you want but it benefits us both. Does it? Or is it just you getting benefits?
Whatever it be. I know the only way Amaira could possibly be happy is with me. Only me.

But there is only so much I know about her isn't it? I just know she's in her final year of highschool and she's the daughter of Oberoi's. But I see something beneath those eyes, they hide something vengeful , like she craves for some closure that she isn't getting.

Author POV

It was the middle of the night, a peaceful, calming one. A screech was heard in Amaira's room.
Amaira sat up, her eyes glossy with tears as she gasps up for air.

"No. No. No. I didn't kill her" she muttered, her voice panicked up.

Her ears perked up as she heard a loud grasp of pain coming from outside of her room. She steadily ran outside only to see the horrors.

Her dad was on the floor, covered in his own pool of blood. Words didn't come out of her mouth, yet something caught her eye. A man in black was hastily escaping down the alley. Her body was too stiff to fathom what had happened.

A shock wave ran through her body as she came back to consciousness when she heard the loud scream of the maid. She ran towards her dad, her hands looking to find a pulse but feeling none. Her eyes didn't shed tears, they just had no hopes.

She hastily went to pick up her phone dialing a call to the CM.

Phone ringing...

Uncle?

Yes beta? You called this late?

Dad

What about him?

He's dead.

You want us to investigate?

In all that benefits me.

Call end

Everybody is a devil in their own ways