My Blue Orange [COMPLETED]

Chapter 15

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I latched at the closed door not knowing what to do.

'Zasha.', I heard Dawar snarling at my back.

Buttons. Yeah.

Where are those buttons?

I looked at door's side and found them.

I frantically tapped but it felt as if nothing was working here.

'What's wrong?', he whispered again.

Why the hell he's here?

Ya Allah.

I punched at those buttons continuously and he got hold of my hands.

I kicked him in the shin and he backed away but I didn't look back at him.
I would faint if I witness that disgusting face again.

I had to get out of here or else he'll forcibly violate me again and I don't need that.

The doors pinged open and all I could see was white.

This is the end.

I rushed out of the elevator and hysterically ran for my life.

With blurred vision I saw a sofa in my way. I dodged it successfully but my worst luck got the best of me today.

A tripped over a small table and beat the living daylights out by hitting something cold on my head.

While blinking with a hazy vision, I saw someone looming over my face, patting me.

Quietus.

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With a blaring headache I opened my eyes and heard someone fighting in the distant.

I adjusted my bearings with immense endeavor and tried to get on my feet.

The moment my feet were burdened with my weight the whole room swam and I landed on the bed with a whump. I finger massaged my hair and sat there for a while. The screaming  session outside my room met the roof.

What's going on?

My bladder protested at the same time for release so I headed to the washroom with slow steps.
After my business I looked at my reflection in the mirror.

Wow

I looked beautiful.

My hair were a total mess with swollen eyes and huge dark circles all around it as cherry on top of  the pancakes. I splashed some water on my face and made it out.

I sat on the bed again and heard a thud outside the room.

What the--...

Was it Zaid?

Did he just faint and broke the floor?

I rushed out with my head on fire but the fire outside my room made me screech.

They both were a total mess on the floor, tangled around with each other, punching one another fiercely.

'STOP IT.', I yelled harshly so they could here me over their cussings.