Mafia

1| Nandini

"Some people are born with tornadoes in their lives,

But constellations in their eyes.

Other people are born with stars at their feet,

But their souls are lost at sea."

Oh God! In which shit state of my mind, I agreed to wear this ?, I cursed myself for like the 70th time.

"Oh come on Nans! Don't be a spoil sport. It's my birthday!", Mukti said hugging me while dancing and having the time of her life.

"Usi ki meharbaani hai that am in this bloody dress with these heels. ", Apparently, my only good friend till date forced to me get all dolled up for her 21st birthday. I was wearing this cropped halter neck all lacey violet top with a skirt of same color which was barely reaching my mid thigh and top of it all, these bloody heels and my face caked up with make-up! 

If it weren't for Mukti, I, Nandini would have never wear anything like this. Mind you, I can even come for clubbing in my pajamas.

But things you do for your best friend ..

"Naaans!", she stretched my name in dejection and I sighed, "Okay fine. I will try to enjoy the party!"

"That's like my Nandini!", She again hugged me before dragging me to the center of the dancing floor. I tried to balance myself on those heels while dancing. After all, I didn't want to spoil Mukti's birthday.

After dancing for a while, I excused myself for a drink. I was really thirsty. I ordered a mock-tail; was not really in a mood to get drunk with this attire.

I made myself comfortable on a seat beside the bar while drinking. The people were getting wild on the dance floor and my group was one of them. A smile came on my lips seeing Mukti so happy. She had a really tough break-up last month and I know she's still not over him but the best part is she knows how to live in the moment and top of it all, it's her birthday!

I felt myself being watched which made me a little uncomfortable. I gazed around the club but didn't find anyone suspicious. I saw my friends waving at me so I chucked away the thought and got mixed with the wild dancing crowd. 

For a while, I almost forgot I was in a uncomfortable tight dress with some high-heels on. I got lost in the moment and was enjoying myself on the dance floor but to my dismay, my foot got slipped while dancing. At first, I ignored but the pain was not going away!

I think I have sprained my legs ...

I told Mukti that am leaving home. She wanted to come with me but I somehow convinced her to stay their only with our other friends and don't spoil her birthday just because of me. She was feeling guilty for making me wear those heels but I managed to knock some sense in her.

I walked out of the club and the first thing I did was to get rid of those heels. I will prefer walking barefoot than in those heels right now. I again had the sensation of being watched. Since it was getting darker this feeling wasn't making me feel any comfortable. 

Anyway, I kept walking in the hope of finding a cab. After at least walking for good fifteen minutes, a car just stopped beside me abruptly. It made me flinch a bit.

The passenger window went down revealing a man in his mid-twenties I guess. He kept his hand on the window pane. I could see his tattoo or maybe tattoos peeking from his sleeved up shirt. I could see two more men in the car.

"How much for one night  ?", He asked.

"S- sorry what  ? I didn't unde- ..", And then it hit me!

Are they mistaking me to be a prostitute ?

"You are m-mistaken. I'm not a prostitute. ", I told them with a straight face though these guys were intimidating me.

I again started walking straight ignoring them but their car again came at a halt beside me, "Oh come on sweetheart! Get in the car. We will pay you as much as you want.", They opened the back gate of the car for me. 

The guy who was at driving seat and the one who was sitting behind almost came out of the car to get me. That was it .. I started running as fast as I could.

Thank God I had already slipped out of these heels ...

I could hear three men running behind me. They obviously didn't have the intention of spending just one night with me. There is much more to this..

One of them caught me by my waist from behind. Now, at this moment I was regretting that Mukti's heels are in my hand rather than my feet. 

Anyway, there's no time to regret. I kicked hard on his crotch and he immediately fell back hard. I threw one of the heels at the other dickhead who was following behind. I hoped it hit him right at his face and ran away immediately because I didn't had the time to see if my target was right or not.
Sorry Mukti! I will pay you in installments for these heels ..  

I kept running until I found another car at the end of this lonely road. I immediately ran to that car, "H-Hey.. T-These ah men.. Fol-llowing me.. Help!", I managed to utter some words while huffing.
"Hey girl! Calm down..", He said coming out of the car, "What happen ?"

"Hey sweety! You can't run away from us. ", One of two of those three men, one whom I had hit on his crotch and the third who first talked to me said.

That guy whom I had asked for help came in front of me, "Stay there only! Why are you guys behin-", he couldn't even complete his sentence and I found that man falling on the ground while splashing some of his blood on me.

If I say I was horrified, it would be an understatement. I was in shock!

These bloody guys have pistols!

I looked here and there for any sign of human but there was no one.

In fact, even their pistol was sound proof so nobody heard anything.

I. Was. Officially. Screwed.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I realised an innocent man just got killed because of me.

Those men were coming for me like predators. My vision was getting blurred and the pain in my feet was growing by every passing second.

I was almost not feeling my foot. All this running has definitely deteriorated the condition of my sprain foot.

My vision went black from blurred and in no time, I was not even able to feel my body.

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