I Miss the old ME...

Chapter 15

The chapter is dedicated to ||sarajae|| for the story 'Stained Faith'.

Today's word: Inna lillahi wa Inna Ilaihi raji'un (surely we belong to ALLAH and to him shall we return)
When something is lost or someone dies.

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'' I don't know whether it's me only who is so harsh towards you or this world hates me so much that it doesn't allow me to express my love to you.''
#Hazel Sahin#

'No, don't come near.' The dangerous looking man was coming towards me and giving a disgusting smirk and I have the sudden urge to go and vomit on his face. He is a menace.

'Back off. You are an insane.' I started moving back. The parking lot was so quiet, no one present to hear my pleas and screams. What I am gotten into?

'You are a beautiful girl....ooooooo......aaaaaaaa.' He started singing in his ugly voice and I panicked. The last thing for escape is to run away. I watched at the exit. It is too far, but I should try . He was still coming closer dancing and singing lunatic drunken man. I could hear thunder and pouring rain outside and if I screamed also nobody will be able to hear my feeble screams. 3......2......1  and I ran towards the exit. But to my dismay, that piece of shit was quick enough to hold my leg and bammmm.

I landed on the floor with my face down and it hurts, my elbows. I let out a muffled sob. I don't want this. I would fight. I am not weak. I gathered all my courage and punched him on the face as he was leaning closer to me. I don't know whether it had any effect on him or not but the way he started swearing I think yes. I punched hard and my hand felt weak. He took hold of my hairs so tightly that I screamed really loud. Then , immediately I couldn't feel his filthy hands on me. I turned around to see another guy punching him without any pause mercilessly. That bastard looked pale from the punching and blood oozes out from his disgusting nose and busted lips. I felt satisfaction. He deserves it. The other guy looked at me and stop punching, he fell on the floor lifeless. Some well built men immediately came and started talking with the guy. I was still lying there helplessly when he took note of me. He helped me on my feet but I was too weak to stand.

Unknown's POV:

I slammed my phone on the wall. It can't be. How could? Uggghhhh.... I ran a hand through my hairs. How much I have worked for it? How desperate I was! But all that manoeuvre in vain. How come I failed? I couldn't control myself. I need air. I can't breathe in this suffocating  loser air. I punched the glass table and it shuddered to small pieces.

'What are you up to?' I watched her as she barges inside the room. 'Go out. I want sometime alone.' I shouted at her but she remained on her spot gaping at my bleeding hand as if she hadn't heard what I said.

'I. said. go .out.' I jerked her shoulder with my other hand. She followed and left me there, alone. I felt a pang of hurt. She should've remained here, caressed my wound, scolded me for doing this but she left. I let out a loud sigh and sat on the chair resting my head at the back and my wounded hand hanging freely dripping blood. I closed my eyes to get some relaxation. Huh! Another time definitely. Yes! With these thoughts, i started feeling sleepy.

I heard muffled sobs beside me. The voice belonged to her. Why is she crying? I jerked my head up. The next view made me want to cry. She was bandaging my wounded arm and her eyes were shining in the fading sunlight like pearls upon the ocean. He looked so innocent, she is too good for me. She always fascinates me just like the gumusservi. I couldn't control my rubatosis when she is around.

04-27-2016

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