Kinza - The Dark Love

Chapter 13

KINZA

"We were kidnapped," I said, the words feeling heavy in the quiet room. "I was taken first, and you... you were forced to be there too."

His eyes remained locked on mine, and I could see the confusion there, but he stayed silent, letting me continue.

"I don’t remember everything," I admitted, swallowing hard. "But I remember a man. I don’t know his name, but I remember hating his laughter. It was a cruel, mocking sound. He tortured me, made me feel so helpless. His laughter still echoes in my nightmares."

I paused, my breath hitching as the memories surged forward. "After a while, they threw me into another cell. This one was darker, colder. That’s when I met you."

Nouman’s expression didn’t change, but I saw a flicker of something—recognition, maybe?—in his eyes.

"I was seven years old, and you were nine or ten," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "You had the most beautiful eyes, even back then, but they were filled with pain. You were covered in wounds. I remember this woman who came every day. She carried a rod and beat me with it, but you... you would tell her to beat you instead."

His face tightened, but he said nothing, letting me continue.

"Every day," I whispered, my voice trembling. "She would beat you until you collapsed. And after she left, I would hold you in my small hands, trying to comfort you. I’d whisper nice things, like how one day, when we grew up, we’d go to so many places together. It was all I could do to give us both a little hope."

The tears I had been holding back began to flow freely. "We formed a bond, even in that darkness. You were my protector, and I tried to be your comfort. We were each other's strength."

Nouman’s grip on my hand tightened, a silent acknowledgment of the pain we both endured.

"Then, one day, you got so sick," I continued, my voice breaking. "So sick that you could hardly open your eyes. I was terrified. I thought I was going to lose you. I remember holding you, crying, and whispering, 'Please don’t leave me, Nouman. We’ll grow up and go to so many places together. Just stay with me.'" 

“ Then what happened ? “ He asked to pull me closer to him so that now I was on his lap and my head resting on his chest . 

I took a deep breath, my heart heavy with the memories. "Nouman, there's more. More that I remember now."

He looked at me, his eyes filled with silent support. He was ready to hear it all, no matter how painful.

"When you got sick, really sick, I begged the woman to take you to a hospital. I was desperate. I thought if I begged hard enough, she might help. But she just beat me up instead. She had no heart. I remember her saying, 'You're going to die anyway.'"

Nouman's grip on my hand tightened, his knuckles white. I could see the pain in his eyes, but he stayed silent, letting me continue.

"I cried the whole night," I said, my voice trembling. "I kept you close to me, trying to keep you warm, trying to keep you alive. Your body was getting weaker and weaker. I could feel you slipping away. I kissed your face multiple times, whispering for you to stay with me."

I paused, the memory of that night overwhelming me. "The morning sun finally came, and for a moment, I hoped things would get better. But then the door burst open. For the first time, I saw the woman's face clearly. She wasn't a monster, but she was more than a monster. She looked at you and said, 'He's dead. Good for him. Now it's your turn.'"

I shook my head, tears streaming down my face. "I held onto you, refusing to believe it. You couldn't be dead. You had promised me. But she dragged me away from your body. She held a gun in one hand and a knife in the other. 'How do you want to die?' she asked me."

Anger and fear had filled me then, giving me a sudden burst of strength. "I was so angry. I launched myself at her with all the strength I had left. I bit her hand, and the gun fell from her grasp. I picked it up, my hands shaking."

I looked at Nouman, my voice breaking. "Then I heard you. 'Kinza... stop... she... is... mom.' I turned around, and there you were, on your feet, so weak but alive. You stood beside me, holding the gun."

"Go," you had said, your voice firm despite your weakness. "Leave this place."

I shook my head, my heart breaking. "I couldn't leave you. 'Come... with... me,' I begged. You looked up at me, your eyes filled with pain and determination. 'Right... after you.'"

I thought you were saying you would follow me. So I walked out of the room, believing you were right behind me. But then the door slammed shut. I heard two gunshots, and my body collapsed outside the door.

"I woke up in a hospital," I whispered, the memory of those moments burning in my mind. "I didn't know what had happened , My brain erased you completely “ 

He signed against my neck , taking in all the information. I was the same when I was watching the fire burning the car . I saw him trying to get into fire for me . And then all the memories came back flashing through me . I fell on my knees and cried there . the pain , everything was taking over . and the idea that my mother was involved in this all made this more sick . He is taking it so well . I stayed wrapped around him .  The old warm feeling rushing in . 

He was my first love , even in the nightmare situation he made me feel safe. He is still the old nouman , My Nouman .And I ever knew how much I missed him , the empty feeling was because he was not with me .I fell in love with Nouman All over again , and this time I’m letting him go . I will never leave him . 

“ There are still too many questions. Your mother and my mother both were involved in this , but then who is the man ? who is the third person . And what was the motive? And most of all how did I come out alive? “ he asked, closing his eyes . I turn my face towards him , holding his face in my hands . He opened his eyes looking at me with his still beautiful eyes . He gulped . 

“ what .. are you doing? “ He asked in a whisper . I dipped my head and pressed my lips on his , softly slowly . remembering him in very touch . He held my waist . I pulled away . “ You are not the scary Nouman Khan , You are My beautiful Nouman Khan . “  He smiled and the moonlight was making him look more beautiful , “ I’m Yours Jaan , I was always Yours “ 

I smiled at this name , then he pulled me towards him in a tight grip and smashed his lips on mine. This kiss was not slow or soft , it was hungry . as if he can’t but consume me whole , we both pulled away and my lips were puffy now . 

“ You are going to sleep in my arms, Jaan “ He ordered as I smiled . I put my head on his chest and he wrapped his arms around me . We stayed like this then i said . “ You don’t want to change , the suit might be uncomfortable " I said as he stared at me , then he smiled .

Like a true real smile . It's so beautiful . I just stared at him as he sat up and started to open his buttons. I didn't say anything . He threw his shirt on the floor , His body … damn so hot . I have seen it multiple times but how can he look this hot? He winked towards me and get into the bed .  “ Is it good now Jaan ? “ And I melted there . 

I went into his arms , smelling his body’s manly smell . so good .  “ it’s good now “ 

He kissed my forehead and pulled me closer . 

Old me would have killed someone if they told her that she will fall in love with this Devil , Nouman Khan . but to me he is my Guardian Angel . And like this we fell asleep . deeply . The best sleep of my life . 

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