9 | In His Arms

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𝗟 𝗨 𝗡 𝗔

I felt my entire body screaming unbearable torments, as i tried to open my eyes, I failed unconsciously.

After a few more tries, I woke up feeling dizziness took over me, I saw my handcuffed wrists and the darkened room around my surroundings.

I felt the flashbacks hitting like a tidal wave, memories crashing into my mind with such intensity that it felt like a storm raging within me.

Darkness that once shattered my soul,
engulfed me, Again.

Abruptly i recalled the situation a few hours ago, how i got here, but why am I here?

As my eyes slowly opened, the sterile white ceiling of the hospital room greeted gaze, Lying on the crisp sheets, a flood of memories rushed back to me.

My mind replayed the horrible things, i recalled how Mr.Gabriel wanted to rip off my skin, to see me covered with a shroud, and he saved me. but why?

Qubool hain

I'm his wife, a smile crept over my face turning my cheeks crimson, as i remembered our wedding, his words, and him.

My entire body felt numb, I had swiftly turned my head towards the calendar resting on the cupboard beside the bed, my heart sank. It's been Two Months.

I caught the sound of the door unlocking, swiftly turned towards the entrance, as the nurse entered the room. "Ma'am, please let me help you get up" she said.

"Sorry?" I questioned not being able to understand what she meant, how can I stand up when my entire body doesn't feel like it exists.

I felt the sharp prick of the needle against my skin, a wave of dizziness washed over me, "you-" i tried to gather words to spit but couldn't.

And this is it.

I closed my eyes, and sighed, what else should I have done? Smiling cause my life isn't on the right track? Or cause i married a handsome man with whom i haven't even exchanged a few words? okay, not his fault.

I sat in the dimly lit room, heart racing as i glanced down at my wrists, firmly tied with rope to the cold metal chair.

The oversized patient's dress hung loosely around me, hair covered with white hijab, my waist was tightly secured to the chair, leaving a sense of helplessness that sent shivers down my spine.

I felt a tightness in my chest as the memories of all the deepest fears flooded back into my mind, making it hard to breathe.

Each thought seemed to wrap me like a thick fog, suffocating in its grips.

I took a deep breath, feeling the weight of panic begin to lift, i focused on the verses that brought solace.

With each word of Ayat al-Kursi, reminder of Allah's sovereignty and protection(Surah Al-Baqarah 2:255) And Surah Al-Falaq, Surah An-Nas. I sought refuge from all forms of harm and found solace.

After a few minutes i opened my eyes and searched around my surroundings, no signs of escape except that locked door.

Abruptly my gaze swiftly fell to the cupboard beside where a collection of glass pieces were kept hopefully.

I turned my back to the cupboard, reaching behind for the sharp piece of glass, Carefully, I tried to untie myself as the rope slowly began to fray.

I quickly untied my body from the chair, my fingers trembled as they fumbled with the knots.

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