45. My Possessive Sherni

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My heart is beating louder with every word she says

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My heart is beating louder with every word she says. Millions of needles slowly prick my soul. I can see the entire world-shattering right in front of Me.

But I try my best to hold back my tears, my emotions, the anger I am feeling towards the two fuckers.

She needs me. She chooses me. She told me everything. And I can't let her down when she needs me the most. I wasn't there then but I am here now. I can't change anything; if it was up to me, I would have given my life or anything on the condition that she didn't have to go through that.

With everything, guilt engulfs me. I shouldn't have given up on her that time. I would have looked for her more than I did. Maybe if I had done that, nothing like that would have happened or I would have been with her while she was going through all this.

Just the thought of imagining her helpless and crying. Being hurt by some people who don't even deserve to breathe the same air as hers. It kills me. It fucking kills me.

I take a deep breath. Hoping she doesn't see me losing my shit. But it's difficult to keep myself on a leash when all I want is to end the people who hurt her. Burn the world down.

" Madhav. " She whispers.

I don't say anything because if I even open my mouth I might cry thinking about the pain she went through. And I have no shame in admitting that or even crying but I can't do the latter. I want to be her anchor in the storm. A lighthouse in the dark sea. I always want to be there for her.

I pull her closer killing the distance she created while talking. And press a kiss on her forehead. My fingers shiver just like my soul that's still processing everything she said.

" Are those two alive ?" That is the only question I ask. She told me she ran away and was not sure if they made out or not.

I wish they were alive somewhere.

" Why ?" She whispers trying to show me her stronger side. She is the strongest woman I know and there is no doubt in that.

" Because I want to hunt them down and make sure they live as long as possible. I will find them from any corner of this world and kill them every day slowly and slowly. They will beg me to kill them but I won't. I want to see the life draining from their body. Cut the hands that touched you. Cut their tongue.  I'll pull every single body part of theirs but won't kill them. " I say, breathing hard as I imagine things. All I see is blood.

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