A story where Shirsha, a naive girl get's married to a heartless man Ankit .....................................................................................
Ankit's past had nothing to do with him now but yet still his past haunted him and drew...
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College was shitty as usual and to wipe off the 'shitty' day out of my mind I though of taking a nap. But didn't knew that it would only take me back to "those days" and I'll be waking up from the nap, panicked and sweating.
*The dream Shirsha had related to her past*
My eyes fluttered open and the first person I saw was Ankita hoovering over me and looking at me in pure horror. But as soon as she saw me opening my eyes her features smoothed back to normal and she sat back down on the ground. I tried to sit up but my body ached badly.
"D-don't sit up...Your cuts- they need to b-be treated." her fragile voice came out as a whisper and I was barely being able to hear it.
"C-cuts?" my confused tone scared her and she looked at me as if she saw an alien
"Y-you d-don't remember?"
"Remember what?"
"K-keep your voice down! T-t-they'll hear you"
"Huh?!"
"Asher, Zabeer, Zain, Hasan- You don't remember them? T-they will h-hear y-you"
Those names rang in my ears like sirens and quickly I looked down at my hands and saw great bars of iron, specifically chains were cuffed to my hands which were connected to the wall behind us. Same was with Ankita too. With great difficulty I sat up and realised I was naked but Ankita on the other hand only had a oversized t-shirt on. My eyes teared up and Ankita quickly hugged me. The painful cuts on my body stinged and a hiss left from my bruised lips.
Footsteps. We heard footsteps. Ankita quickly helped me get in an oversized t-shirt just like her and slowly started treating my wounds.
The footsteps neared to the door followed by a whistle. The whistle note flashed through my mind as if I have the note memorized inside my brain. Zain! It's Zain!
The juggling of keys and door opening scared both of us to death. But we tried to stay as calm as possible. The more you stay calm, the more safe you'll stay.
"Hello sugar tits, missed me?"
A deep and dangerous voice spoke while standing at the door frame. His face was not visible neither was any of his features. Only his silhouette could be seen followed by a strange light radiating from behind him.
~Present~
I gasped and quickly sat up, panting and sweating badly. My forehead was coated with beads of sweats and the collar of my t-shirt was damp from my sweats. My brain couldn't process the trauma I faced 4 years ago, so I quickly hopped out of bed and jumped into the shower straight with my clothes on. Didn't even bother taking them off. I just needed a shower, That's it!
As the cool water streamed down, my body relaxed and the tenseness disappeared.
*Knock, knock*
Oh my god, who is it?
I turned off the shower and shouted from the bathroom-
"Who is it?"
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No response.
What the hell dude-
I quickly got out of my wet clothes and wrapped myself in a towel. Then stomped towards my door and opened it only to get flustered and embarrassed both!
"A-ankit?"
"Shirsha?"
"WTF!" we both cursed in union.
"W-what a-are you d-doing here?"
"That's not a big deal... I'll think about you later... I just wanna pee so MOVE!"
"Wha-" and before I could finish my sentence he brushed past me and strided straight towards my bathroom door, slamming it shut.
WHAT THE HELL? My closet door is literally connected to my bathroom. How am I supposed to get dressed now? An internal cry rose up my throat making me scream in frustration.
After sometime Ankit came out of the bathroom wiping his hands in his handkerchief.
"Finally!"
"Why aren't you dressed? Do you perhaps like roaming around in a towel?"
My cheeks turned red ...... Ofcourse no!
"You t-think I would p-prefer that? M-my closet d-door is attached to my bathroom and y-you didn't even let me finish my s-sentence and strided towards m-my bathroom. How was I-"
"Understood! Now go and fucking get dressed! I guess your family is expecting you downstairs"
He was leaving but then again he turned on his heels and said
"Btw I am here because your family called mine for a visit and for arranging the stupid wedding. Otherwise I had no intention of coming and bursting in your room. I really needed to pee"
"That's fi-"
And once again before I could finish whatever I was saying he slammed the door shut without waiting for my reply.
