19/Guilty

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Meera's POV

I woke up due to the sun rays hitting my face , I opened my eyes completely and tried to get up when a severe pain rushed to my whole body and I dropped to the bed again , and then it hit me about last night I saw myself completely naked under the blanket, I have been raped ! By my own husband who will believe me ? Who will accept me ? Its better to die rather than to live with him ! I somehow managed myself and got up from the bed .

With too much of difficulty I walked to my suitcase and took out a saree
And again walked to the bed , tieing a knot in a saree and tie it with a fan , and then took a stool I was going to tie the end of the saree to my neck when
The door opened revealing him , the tray fell down from his hands which he was carrying and ran inside, looking at his face last night scene came infront of my eyes and the last

Thing I remember before closing my eyes was him catching me .

I heard someone calling my name and I opened my eyes slowly to see him again , why ! Him tears started flowing from my eyes he was sitting on the bed holding my hands , I took my hand back and crawled back to the bed and sticked to the headboard,
He stood up from the bed and

maintained a distance, " hey ! I am sorry.....stop getting panic okay ...I am not touching you " and I just looked at his face and there I saw guilt but for what ? I looked towards another direction as I don't want to see him .

He took his leave and I took a deep breath of relief, I just wanted to die nothing else ! I can't take the pain now it's enough , God please take me with you ! I was just staring the ceiling like an emotional fool , and thinking about how to escape from this world , from his life ..

I looked towards the door and saw a maid coming up with the food , " hello mam ! I am your new maid " and I nodded at her she kept the food tray to the side table of the bed and said
" Please have your meal , you will feel good " saying this she left and I wonder why he hired a maid when he himself said he will not hire a maid until I divorce him and leave him .

And I don't think there is any use of giving him divorce now , as I don't want live, and I searched for something sharp , when my eyes went to the knife inside the fruit basket I stood up from the bed and taking the knife was going to cut my nerve when

The knife fell down by the jerk and I looked behind to see him , he held my arms tightly and shouted " are you mad ! What were you going to do ? " He looked angry and I pushed him
" I am mad ? You made my life hell , gave me a lifetime scar and now asking what I was going to do ! You expect me to be happy by your act ? " I yelled back because, I lost my all patience which was inside me .

He opened and closed his mouth, his eyes were saying that he is guilty but for what ? For raping ? For Making my life hell ! , " answer me damnit! " I throwed the flower vase in anger and it broked into pieces, forming the border between us maintaining a safe distance, "kyu jawab nahi hai ? Mai deti hu jawab , tum guilty isliye ho kyunki tumhe lag raha hoga ki ab tum mujhe divorce kese doge , kahi mai iska fyda na utha lu " he looked at me

And shaked his head a little " toh uski naubat nahi ayegi Mr.Ranvijay Rathore ! Mai marna pasand karungi usse pehle " and he snapped at me
He came towards me walking on the broken pieces barefoot , " I dare you to utter that word again Meera ! I will never let you leave me , let along seeing you leaving me I will not give you the divorce never ! You are bind to me for every life , I know I did wrong and I am not capable of your hating also but you are mine get that "

The audacity of this man " I will not live with you , your existence suffocates me , this rooms reminds me of you raping- "

" Stop! " He shouted and I smiled bitterly " you can't even listen that and what about me ? Who has got the biggest scar , how would I be feeling right now ! You don't have a idea "
I said as I can't keep everything to me

Ranvijay's POV

I looked at her and said " I don't know anything , if you tried to hurt yourself or tried to run away from here remember I will kill your parents and your lovely sister " she looked at me beliwered and held me by my collar

" Samajhte kya ho tum apne aap ko pehle mujhe or ab meri family ko , tum to yahi cahte the na ki mai tumhe chor du ? To Jaa Rahi hu na tumhari life se ! Mai Maru ya jiyu kya phark padta hai tumhe ? " She said and grabbing her waist I replied back

" Fark padhta hai ! Padhta hai , tumhare rehne ya na rehne de bohot fark padta hai , tumhe nahi pata magar hame tumhare har ek chiz se phark padta hai Meera " I said and I released her from my hold as she was wiggling and taking a step back she replied " aapne hame toh roj liya , magar hamari nafrat ko nahi rok payenge , I hate you Ranvijay Rathore, I just hate you " and with that she left from there leaving me in a guilty

She doesn't know but it hurts me too I can be everything a cunning bastard, killer but I was never a rapist and getting a tag of it I am shamed on myself for not being in my senses that time , why I didn't died before doing that to her and it hurts more knowing that I love her and now I myself dig my own grave .

I am shamed for my act , she thinks I am happy in doing that but I only know what is the pain of hurting someone you loved the most

And now I will never be able to forgive myself, I became characterless in my own eyes , but leaving her is not the option I will remorse of my mistake I did and will make her fall for me ! ...

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