Kidnapped (Completed)

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Its been hours now. I m bored to death. I tried to go out, but as soon as I opened the door there were bodyguards outside informing me that I cannot move out from here. I wondered many a times why would he stop me from coming out. Does he feel that I would run away, which is not possible as we are on a boat. I completed my lunch as well as my snacks. They both were bought by Stella herself. Anyhow I still waited for him knowing eventually he would arrive.

       I should be afraid of him or you know even hating him. But I am not able to do that. We had our past. He was my first love. He taught me the real meaning of love. He made me more aware and careful of others. He has been in my life when I learnt some of my basic lessons. He wasn't my first boyfriend or my first kiss. But he was the first person I loved more than myself or my family. He was my schoolmate. I did speak to him once or twice in school. Looking at me then even speaking with a guy was a big deal for me. I used to have only one close friend at a time, it didn't matter it was a guy or girl. But I never exposed to big groups with lots of girls and guys. Well that was school. It all changed in college, I decided to be more confident, less shy. I got into two non serious relationships before him which didnt last more than a month or two. I never wanted more than that. But then he came and changed it all. I couldn't even count how many times we broke up and how many times broke each others heart. How bad we cried or even hurt ourselves. But what kept it constant was that we both loved each other and yet we couldn't forget the pain that each caused in others life.

    Being together made us happy even cheerful and on opposite we both were walking dead bodies without each other. It was like we both completed each other, he was the other part of me. I still can't get over it. I still am the same, just more practical. I got ready to marry Raj just because I had to marry one day to someone, then why not him. And he accepted me with all my past. He was.... is the best partner I could have ever got. I know, how could I love someone else and praise the other. Raj is Mr Right. Zayn is Mr Wrong. Raj understands me. Zayn doesn't even try sometimes. But he really doesn't have to. Raj is mature and calm. Zayn is like a baby and anger resides on his nose. Raj will make a decision after he has listened, understood and kept himself in others shoes. Zayn well he is a quick decision maker. When I look at him nowadays he seems different. He seems nothing like he was years ago. It like the person I feel for is no longer in him. His words still echo in mind, 'The good boy is dead' thats what he meant when he said those things to me. I love him but truth to be said I am afraid of him. Sometimes I am too bold and fight back with him. And sometimes, his words hurt me and manipulate me so well that I feel guilty and don't utter a word. Sometimes his warning seem to threaten me badly. He always had those qualities; but now it all seems more to his personality. Three years back he left for Dubai and after some 4-5 months he was like nowhere. I couldn't find him on any social sites. He used to call me like everyday which stopped. I felt that he might be busy, but he never called. Like he was really dead. I did try to reach to his parents, and thats how I knew that he used to just send them money from Dubai and that was all that said that he is still alive. That my cue that he no longer wants me. But now its all messed up again. He was back.

    In all my thoughts I didn't knew when the time passed by. I heard the doorknob turn and there he was... all handsome and charming.