Loveless: The Beginning of Hell

Prologue

In the shadow of the numbness, Kiara's steps slowly advanced ahead on that sludgy road deprived of a single human being. Even though the sun was still to set yet the droplets of rain fell against her lifeless body casting shadows of darkness upon the earth with those blackest clouds ruling the sky with their turmoil.

" Leave me please!!!"

A tear lets loose from her eyes just by the recall of her screams that begged in front of the rapist to be spared but where he had mercy.

" Please let me go" she cries but his grip tightens around her arms forming marks, in a single shove, he throws her to the bed. Her eyes blurred with the emergence of the tears, never did Kiara feel so despondent ,that the moment made her feel. He pinned her to the bed and those gazes roaming over her beautiful face, as if piercing through her, carrying mere lust and desire for her.

" Please, please let me go!!!!!" she cries struggling to catch the breath of which the lungs felt short of.

"I've been waiting for this moment for so long, Kiara. This very moment!!! When you're so close to me, and there's no way for you to escape." he whispers, leaning closer to her face. A shiver of fear ran down her spine when he slid his index finger against her face moistened with tears, Kiara turned it away instantly feeling the surge of sole disgust by the touch.

A bolting lightning flash lightens the entire area with its brightness but for mere seconds, eventually drifting Kiara out of the wretched night. Her knees tumble to the road having lost the strength to stand anymore and a gasp escapes her bruised lips with the realization that the wedding will only bring torture to her. The hands which exerted force against the concrete were stained with the mud interlaced with blood that rolled till her wrist. Bringing them in front of her eyes, kiara witnesses the bruises, the scratches, those wounds which were witness of the rape her body suffered. Her eyes halted at her mud staining her fair hands upon whom the flickering street light glowed momentarily.

"Like them, I too carry a stain. One that can never be erased." She cries silently knowing the fact the future she dreamt of only held gloominess for her prepared to clutch her in the shackles of the forced marriage. The perfect life she cherished with her liveliness was snatched away by a beast. And now only the lifeless body remained sucked of any feeling, which never feels her own anymore.

"If you don't marry him, they will kill her!!!"

"It's all because of your mistake that we are in this situation today!!! Because you wanted to be independent!!! You wanted to work!!! Stay out late at night!!! Fall in love!!! Then SUFFER!!!!"

"You've already lost everything, so what difference will it make if you get married to him?"

"You have to marry my brother and drop the case."

"You have to marry me."

A single utterance of his threatening voice broke away the thread of echoes that almost deafened her, driving her into the clutches of mere panic and anger that rushed through her veins. Those tears trickle down her innocent ethereal face, dropping like pearls of purity on the road.

No matter to what extent she attempts to get free of the chains of it, of the fear infused in her soul since that night but it never flees away.

A scream lets loose from her lips as if pouring out the surge of overwhelming feelings suppressed in the depths of her heart but never ever does the despair, the pain lessen.

Getting up, her eyes fix upon the beach terrorized by the stormy waves, determined to end this suffering. Advancing towards it, she climbs down the concrete stairs finally stepping into the cold sand burying her henna-decked feet slightly like her gloomy heart which carried only one desire: to die.

" It happened because of me? If something like this happens to a girl, instead of supporting her, society hurls blame at her. What happened to me was not my fault, yet I was blamed as if I provoked that rapist."

her thoughts race, and everything flashes in front of her beautiful eyes. The cold water touches her feet, and she advances into the embrace of the outrageous wave. Letting the hold loose upon her body, Kiara lets herself submerge in the water, deeper with every step into the ocean. Never for once does she want him to touch her again. Suddenly a strong grip around her arm yanks her from the ocean's stormy hold. She struggled against his strong hold, but the moment her gazes witnessed him, everything froze.