Unforgotten Love

Chapter-12

Author's pov:

Annika was in her thoughts when she reached her home, her peace,where she felt safe and secured. When Kabir came and opened the car door and took her inside. She was lost in her zone to even acknowledge him for doing that. Then they entered inside the house.

As soon as they entered the living room, Kabir made her sit on the couch and passed her a glass of water. To which she drank unknowingly. She didn't have the energy to speak or have any conversations, so she just said
"Kabir, I need some time alone." To which he replied
"No, I am not leaving you alone in this state after what has happened today. For your kind information, I am your friend, and I have all rights to stay with you and be with you. Annika....listen you don't have to bother because of such people words who don't trust you. I believe you, I trust you, I have known you since years Annika and it pains me to see you like this. Please let your heart out and don't suffocate yourself."
"Kabir....please, I don't want to talk about anything right now. I just want to be alone." Annika said in a hoarse voice
"But...Annika....." he said, but Annika cut him off
"Please...Kabir for some time. I want to be alone." Annika said
"OK, but if you need anything, give me a call, okk?" He said to which Annika gave a curd nod.

Annika's pov:

After that, I silently walked towards my room as soon I entered,I walked towards my mirror as soon as I looked myself in the mirror. My hair was disheveled, and my eyes were blood red because of crying. My clothes were shabby. I looked like a mess.

Then my eyes went towards the neck bites ,that man has given me and as soon as I saw that marks I started scratching my neck with my nails to remove his marks from me, to forget his touches, or even to rip it off that part from my body as I feel disgusted to see it. My skin felt like burning it irked me through core. My body felt lifeless. There were just flowing tears, which made my face wet, but those were silent tears. Those tears were of being forced, not being trusted, and most brutal word was I was "desperate." Desperate to fulfill my needs, desperate to be in someone's arms, desperate to be touched. Those words made me feel disgusted.

I felt heavy inside my chest. The ache of filthy words had become unbearable. I didn't realize when my silent tears became light sobs and light sobs turned heavy. I cried, and I cried loudly to soothe my pain, betrayal, and disgust that I felt, but nothing seemed to work for me. Instead, my pain became unbearable, and suddenly, I felt short of breath. It became difficult to breathe in between my crying. I was struggling to breathe, so I walked towards my bathroom slowly.

As I entered the bathroom, I walked towards washbasin and splashed some water to calm myself, but it didn't help me. So I walked towards the bathroom shower I turned on. As I turned on the shower, I was drenched while my clothes stuck on my body like the second skin. I started rubbing myself to get rid of that disgusting feeling from that touches, I started rubbing myself like a madman with nails, but that touch was not vanishing. It didn't calm my senses, didn't wash away those filthy touches, those filthy accusations, my skin burnt due to redness, i didn't knew when my hand started bleeding,but  that words were still haunting me.

"That love bites on your neck justifies how pleasurable it was...."

"She is a grown-up woman. She has needs, and she was fulfilling it."

"This crocodile tears won't work, you should think it before whoring around."

"NO!!...No...Noo!!!!No...!!! Stop it!!!stop it please.....I am telling the truth I am not lying he forced please.....shiv... I am not lying please believe me...please..."

"Aaaaaaaaaa!!!!!"

I cried my heart loud but nothing helped. Everything was destroyed now. I felt helpless. Love has given me the most deepest wound, and it shattered me now.