Let's Play

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Chapter - 25

Let's Play

Let's Play

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Aditya

"I don't want to meet anyone, " I yelled at that super idiot government servant who continuously tortured me on taking drugs.

Nor physically but mentally.

Cursing me, my attitude, my language, my generation, my hairstyle, my clothes, my everything....

Dad was always enough. Well dad did good to me. He came to see me and gave me his harsh glares accusing to be the biggest spot.....

"if you don't trust me, I don't care. Let me rot here. " I said to him so softly that it sounded much sarcastic than it was supposed to be.

Bhai believed me.

Alia. She fucked me.

She supposedly had me here. I didn't remember kissing or forcing her. Hitting that freak. Taking drugs whose test I passed with flying colours.

I was fucked by everyone. I didn't know how long i was here.

She didn't trust me. She had very good conception about me always. That freak accused me of killing him, well I should have killed him and I would surely if I get the chance.

It was hurting me. I loved her. But she didn't have faith in me. I was angry at her and myself too.

My stomach was grumbling harder. I got the good food from home but my surrounding did much to turn down the hunger to eat.

Darkness at night. Silence was eating me. I feared those.

Sitting on the corner of the cell, I counted one to thousand, I didn't remember how many times though I wanted to remember that.

I was getting mad in here. I wanted to take fresh breath, food and lie on my bed.

I wanted my Beasty. Then anger took over again.

I laid on the hard and cold concrete platform again counting. My mouth moved reflexively but head was somewhere else.

856 857 858 859 860 861 ...

My mouth dried but I couldn't walk to the bottle bhai brought to me. It wasn't allowed but I was son of dad.

Son of my dad!

872 873 874 875

When will Samaiyra be contacted and tell my innocence that I was with her when I reached toilet to find Alia and came back to her within no time and then bid her byes and reached home exactly after half an hour.

What is bhai doing to get me out of this shit? I was full of shit.

What will I say to Beasty when I see her?

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