TWISTED LOVE

6.RIYA'S TRAUMA

Riya is walking in the mansion. Her hands are shivering. She is feeling sweaty. She can't breathe by the thought of Ian True colours. She keeps on getting vivid dreams about her husband shooting and stabbing someone. Her heart is pumping so fast because of what she heard. “Is he really a bad guy? Did my Chief lie?” same whisper flowing in her head and drowning whole of herself in that voice. Her inner whisper again telling her "Yeah he is a bad guy,despite my charcter warning i fell for him stupidly."

She went into the bathroom looking at herself in the mirror. She is washing her face. She is still sweating, she is washing her face with cold water. Sweating won't stop. As she looks at herself in the  mirror she is getting tears from eyes. She is rubbing her tears. Her heart beat sound is turning into noisy waves in the silent room. Whole silence swallowed by the sound of her sobbing heart beat. She is punching walls and throwing vases. She is screaming. She is looking at the portrait of both of their photos in the room. Trying to control but seeing portraits of them makes it harder. She is feeling into vivid dreams. “He is  kissing her in the beginning,Next she is kissing him and she is  feeling  the taste of his  lips.”

She screamed to stop. After a while she is feeling another flashback and the same voice playing in her mind over and over. “Fuck me”
As that voice playing she is holding her head. She is itching her head. She is making her eyes widening and feeling aggressive. Still even after what she heard her aggressiveness is  making her unstable and still gelling multiple emotions.

She is hearing sounds of the  door open. She is hearing his footsteps. As she is hearing upon his steps her heart pounding even more faster and her eyes showing more anger. She just wants to scream and punch him. She just wants to point a  gun at him right now. She is just inhaling and gaining control. She is closing her eyes. She still feels the sensation of his breath. She is just snapping it away and travelling herself into another memory. Her Chief stood there. He is looking at her while she is crying in the office. He is comforting her shoulders with his hands.

“You have to control yourself Riya, only you can bring IAN MEHREEN to justice and jail.”

Looking upon that memory she just gained control. She is looking at him with a straightened eye and straight posture. Rubbed off tears from her face. He is smiling at her. He is getting more excited to find her in his good mood. He is coming towards her. He is getting close to her lips. She just moved backwards slightly.

“IAN now I'm in no mood, I got so tired there is an important meeting in the office.”

“Riya yesterday is our first night;you know how frustrating it is.”

“IAN please that's important to me that's why I did. I'm. I'm in no mood and tired.”

She is slowly walking away. He is looking at her with dissatisfaction and disappointment as she walks away. He is just sitting on the bed and having the peg of scotch.He is  hearing the sound of his mobile ringing. He took off his mobile.

“Well done Ian, mehreen you are always my best man, same as father.”

“Don't forget, I'm not best just honouring my father legacy.”

“Still it's been 5 years  you still didn't hold a grip about it.”

Riya is at the side of door. She is listening their conservation. She is sharpening her eyes and clenching her fist to get ready about what she must have to next. She is dialling her mobile. She is talking on the phone.

“Sir,Now I'm ready.”