The weight of silent love

1.A book,an escape.

The ceiling fan creaked above, spinning lazily as if it, too, was exhausted from the weight of this long, quiet summer. She slumped back on the couch, glancing at the dirty sink full of dishes still to do. Her mother was away, her father barely noticing the mess around them, and the responsibility of keeping everything in order had somehow fallen on her shoulders. Every dish, every dusty corner—it all seemed to whisper her name. She groaned, reaching for her phone and swiping mindlessly through reels,ignoring the mess around her like a pro,anything to escape the monotony.

A cringe couple reel turned into a dance clip, and then, unexpectedly something hot flashes onto her screen,a snippet from a book she’d never heard of but couldn’t ignore.

When she's alone in the house of mirrors and her stalker says..
"Run little mouse,if I catch you I f#ck you"it said , with a very hot picture of a guy who was faceless in the background.The words caught her off-guard, lingering in her mind as she replayed them. She wasn’t a big reader, but something about it made her pause.

"What in the world is this? And why is he going to f#ck a little mouse? Oh it's a nickname." She whispers to herself still recovering from the weird tingling feeling those words caused in her.

She glanced at the caption "Oh to be loved by Zade Meadows" .
"Zade" she whispers unknowingly smiling."Why does it sound too hot?"she says, instantly running downstairs to her friend , vrisha , banging on her door .

" What?!" Vrisha groans opening the door glaring at her.

"I need the book hunting and haunting adeline , Asap".

"Those books? Are you serious? You won't even get the half of it. It's a dark romance, smut ..not for sensitive people like you..it mentions gore, trauma and grape." Vrisha mocks.

"Give it to me, I'll read that and then we'll crush over this hot guy zade, together ,hm?"

"He's not just a hoy guy.Kids claim him that. He's a bloody criminal and he even r#ped the female pro.."

"If you hate the ml so much why have you kept those books?" Siya says, the little bit of patience that she had stored within herself is now fading.

"Cause I paid for it!"

"How much?"

"500"

Siya runs upstairs climbing two stairs at once and gets her purse. She takes out a 500 rupees note that was all left for her pocket money of this month.

"What will you do if you crave for bhaji pav? You won't have a penny left!" Says her inner voice.

"It's okay,I'll do something about that." Whispering that to herself she runs downstairs to vrisha handing her the 500 rupees note.
She smirks and gives her the books.

"She's mean" Siya thinks."But now I have this, Zade" she smiles and runs her hand through the cover page of the book. It's pretty dark with both colors and looks. But that Intrigues her more.

" Wait,is zade a ghost and he'll later turn into a skeleton? Whatever it is it's going to be a lot of fun." She lays down on her favourite couch getting herself all comfortable to read the book, but as she opens it, her eyes fall on the clock .

"It's fucking 8:30?!", oh no papa will be on his way to home and the dishes are still undone! He will again scold me ,no no taunt me!" She panics.

Her father was not someone to be not  taken seriously. He was not evil, but a person lacking basic emotions. He was very punctual of his thoughts and work and wanted his children to be the same. He would scold siya for the most little things like not holding the glass of water properly, not sitting properly ,not eating properly and so on.According to her father, there is a systematic way of doing the smallest work and it should be done in that way only. If not, the person does not deserve any kind of worldly pleasure. Yeah weird but that's what his thinking is.

Siya hid the books in her small cupboard and ran to wash the dirty utensils.
"This is a pure mess!" She groans as she holds a tea container that was burnt and full of used tealeaves.She takes the dishwasher when her father calls her.

"I'll be late" he tells and immediately hangs up. Siya dosent react as this was completely normal for her.

She literally jumps in excitement..and decides to check her Instagram then do the dishes and then take that book, lay in the couch and read it.

She checks the story of the person she had randomly followed because of a conversation on a meme page's comment section, Hardik Kaurani.

It was a book, with some words highlighted with a yellow highlighter" "Run, little mouse.."

" What? This is the same damn book!"She squeals.
"And and he's a boy!"

"I just purchased it dude" she immediately replies to his story without thinking anything.

In just two seconds hardik , the hunter , this was what he had kept as his username replies her .." Ohh is that so? Now would you like to run? Cause I'm coming to hunt you and yes there's no way you can escape.."

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How was it? I'm sorry it's too short but I'll try my best to update with longer chapters. Please ignore the grammatical and spelling mistakes and I have written it in a complete rush( my mum was scolding me while I was writing) .

Please do vote as it'll motivate me to continue writing and getting scolded simultaneously for y'all and for myself too..

Also just be patient and let the story slowly unfold.

I'll see you guys in the next one..till then take care.

Love y'all.