Chapter 9

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Mention of sexual assault. Don't read if you are not comfortable or had been a victim..

Ayat POV:

“Finally, you've reached my hands.” The person said and I recognized the voice immediately.
Rauf bhai!!!
Oh no!!

I thrashed against him, tried kicking him but he didn't even budge a little. He dragged me towards the bridal room where Zara was present for the whole wedding ceremony. He locked the door with his one hand and left me with the other one. He smirked and started walking towards my direction.

“I am going to have a taste of you now.”  He stated with a dirty smirk plastered on his face. I was disgusted by his words. Nausea hit me so hard. I shook my head at him. My whole body was shaking with fear and anticipation of what's going to happen. My heart was beating in my ears. Adrenaline rushed in my body. Fear gripped me wholly.

“Why? When you could please that Zahran then why not me? Do you think I am a fool. I can't see that you are a slut for him?” He accused me. “W-what are you saying?” I was still by the choice of his words. I knew he always had bad eyes when he looked at me but didn't know he's such a disgusting person.

He lunged towards me and pulled the pallu of my maroon saree so harshly, making me winced in pain. It left my chest open just in my blouse. My arms immediately came across my chest covering it as if I were naked there. He shook his head at my action and laughed.
Laughed maniacally.

“I am going to fuck you and fuck you so hard that you will forget that Zahran forever and will be mine forever.” He stroked my cheek disgustingly but in a way like a lover did. Only if he'd be my lover.

My body shook at his words and panic engulfed my body completely. He gripped my hands in one hand and slammed me to the nearest wall. His grip was so tight that I was sure it would leave bruises later. He pressed his body in mine and leaned towards my face. The stinky scent of cigarettes was falling on my face. I cried in helplessness. My hands were in his grasp, my body was locked with his big one. He brought his lips closer to mine and was trying to kiss me forcefully. I thinned my lips and turned my face to the other side so he couldn't succeed in his plan.

I will not lose my first kiss like this!!

He gritted his teeth and grabbed my jaw roughly turning my face towards him making me hiss in pain. He slapped me across my cheek making my ear ring in pain. The effect was so hard that my cheek burnt there. It must've left his fingerprints.

“Are you going to open your legs for me by your choice or am I going to force you?” He growled at me, making me shiver in fear.

“Please don't do this.” I pleaded in front of this monster. “Nah sweetheart. Today I am not leaving you without a taste of you. You are going to be my personal whore.”

Saying this, he tried to touch my chest but I slapped his hand away. He glared at me and gripped my arms in his. I struggled against him but he tore my saree's sleeves making my arms almost exposed. “Noooooooooo!!” He brought his nose then his lips on my jaw and newly naked shoulder inhaling my scent. Disgust filled my body, making me close my eyes. Tears were rolling down my face. I silently prayed to Allah to send someone for help.

My lord listened to my silent prayer immediately. Zahran bhai's voice fell in my ears. “Ayat!!” I almost smiled. Bhai must've come to see me when I took so long to return.

“Fuck!!!” Rauf bhai's voice came in my ears. He stilled immediately. His eyes fell on me and I glared at him. Suddenly some confidence came to me.

“Ayat!! Where are you?” Zahran bhai again called me. I was about to reply back but this bastard muffled my voice. I took a deep breath, closing my eyes.
‘Ayat! It's now or never, now.’

Gathering some courage, I bit this beast’s hand, with which he was muffling my voice, so hard and tasted metal in my mouth. “Arghh!! You bitch.” He left me and took his hand in his other one inspecting his hand. His hand had blood in it. So did my mouth. But I cared less.

Taking the chance, I ran toward the door. I unlocked it and ran outside at full speed. “Bhai!! Bhai!!” I shouted for Zahran bhai, looking here and there for him. Fear of being again caught by that monster was there but there was a strange feeling of comfort too. Comfort of Zahran bhai's presence.

“Ayat!!” His voice came from behind me. I turned towards him. Relief took over me seeing him. He was there standing in front of me bewildered seeing me in that state. Torn clothes, tear-smeared face, body shaking due to fear.

“Wha—”  He was interrupted when I immediately rushed towards him and threw my body in his arms. He seemed to freeze for a moment. I tightened my arms around his torso and buried my head in his chest sobbing loudly.

He backed off, forcing me to meet his eyes. He cupped my face examining the fingerprints of Rauf bhai's hand on my face. Anger took over his body, seeing red marks on the pale skin of my face. He gently stroked my cheek where that bastard slapped me and asked. “Who did this to you, butterfly?” I hiccuped, unable to form words.

He just looked in my eyes with his rage-filled one. His jaw was clenched. His veins on the neck were popping. His bloodshot eyes on me all the time waiting for my reply which never came.

His eyes left my eyes and fell over my body once, seeing my torn sleeves and falling pallu. He, firstly, corrected my pallu and then took off his blazer and made me wear it. "I am asking again, Who did this to you?”

“R-rauf bhai.” Still hiccuping, I answered his question. “Rauf?” He asked for confirmation and it seemed like he didn't believe me. I'd be damned if he wouldn't believe me. The person I trust the most in my life is Zara and bhai.

His eyes softened for me when he realized what was going on in my mind. He shook his head like telling me what I was thinking was not true and patted my back in comfort.

“Where is he?” The softness of the eyes which was present a moment ago vanished and the same rage took over his body which was present earlier. His eyes were devoid of any emotion. His voice was cold which gave me chills down my spine.

“I-in the bridal room.” I formed the words with very difficulty. Before he could respond or take a step, a voice of someone's footsteps caught our attention. Fear again entered my body and my heart beat spiked immediately.

I gripped bhai's right arm and hid behind him. He seemed to understand my condition -for what I was grateful to- and hid me more behind him facing Rauf bhai…  no… only Rauf.
This man was not even worthy of being called bhai. He was the devil in disguise.

“And here we met with my slut's fuck buddy. Nice to meet you too, man.” Rauf glanced at bhai and smiled not so innocently. Sarcasm dripped from his sentence. Then he ran his gaze on me. I hid more behind bhai.

“How dare you use such words for her, you nasty bastard!!!” Surprised filled me when bhai cursed in front of me he always made sure not to curse in the presence of any female. But today…

“Why? Is it hurting you that I knew the truth? Isn't she your slut?” He smirked at bhai and bhai clenched his fists then unclenched them in an attempt of calming himself but then he did what I never expected from him.

He lunged towards Rauf and punched him straight in the face. Blood oozed out from his nose. He cursed at bhai and put his hand on his nose. “Say one more word against her once more and I'll cut off your tongue.” Bhai roared.

I put my hand on my mouth and muffled my shriek that was on the verge of coming out. My whole body tensed up. It was not bhai. Bhai wasn't like this. He was never a violent person.

Does that stop bhai? No. He again went for him and punched him again.
Again and again. He was not him at that time. He was like a monster and punching Rauf seemed to be his only purpose.

“B-bhai stop!! Please stop.” I tried stopping him when I saw the situation was getting out of hand.

But then someone stopped this.

“What the hell is this????”  A feminine voice reached my ears and I closed my eyes immediately recognizing the voice. I cursed under my breath.
Fuck!!

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Salam readers. Here we go with the chapter 9. See you in few days. Until then Allah Hafiz and take care. 🥰

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