Stay With Me ( Rikara FS) Complete

stay with me( shot-1)

PS- It's just the way I wanted things to shape out . criticisms are always welcome.
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She could feel the weight of Abhimanyu Raheja on her bossoms as he fondled them with lust in spite of the cloth between her bare skin and his fingers, she could feels her insides burn with disgust for a moment she felt she would throw up ,and slowly she could feel something heavy on her .

Beads of perspiration and tears seemed to do the perfect buisness of ruining the pricy makeup that adorned her face. The residue of her tears the only witness of her struggle.

His body weight took in charge of her she could barely breathe leave screaming, she felt dizzy with all that energy she was trying to defend her dignity.

She opened her mouth trying to omit all kinds of emotions she felt but her voice seemed to have been lost like her courage, her eyes to be precise her orbs were her only sole supporter who depicted each and every emotion she felt.

There were a multiple faces she could see in his face all those who had tried to taint her. Namely Kali, Ajay and numerous more, but she had fought them all but today it seemed impossible.

She felt as if her world was swipped away from her feet as she had been attacked in her safe haven . The place where she should've been the least worried about.

She thought her life was a bed of roses now not realising roses had thorns too.

Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined anything happening to her at least here. Everything came like a familiar melody she knew by heart Kali's advances, Ajay's motives.

But she always had her Omkaraji with her and now she had no clue where he was? She felt distraught, numb under his weight. Disgusted as he tasted her flesh in places it was only meant for the man she loved .

She remembered how he blackmailed her stating her husband's and bade Bhaiya's name. Hadn't she always been blackmailed ?

Blackmailed for her mother.
Blackmailed for buamaji and
Her husband's happiness.
Blackmailed for Richa .

Was she always a commodity? Whoever wanted to claim could claim her ?
Who want to taste her flesh could touch and taste it?
Didn't she have any feelings?
Didn't she have the right to give consent?
Was it that she was all a play toy when needed picked up from the trash and when done returned to the trash?

No, she thought she wouldn't let her most precious treasure be taken from her . She remembered that Gauri Kumari Sharma who had managed to get rid of Kali.

She remembered who Kali was ? A goon and who was this Abhimanyu? A superstar, a mere hyped up fellow.

She had played treacherous games before , she realized. She wasn't weak . It reminded her of each accusations those villagers put on her .

Whore, slut, gold digger , bitch, and that was it she felt him tear her sleeve she opened her eyes determined to fight till there was oxygen running through her veins.

She pushed him with all her might and he fell of the bed . Her eyes fell on her Shankerji's statue and her eyes shone with hope. Her faith wouldn't ever be shaken.

Her Vishwas was her identity. Her faith in herself, that had surprised her a zillion times. Her faith in her Shankerji that he wouldn't let her down .

Maybe it was true in the weakest moments one derived strength from their inner demons. So did she , she didn't care about her bade bhaiya or her Omkaraji's business .

All she cared was for her dignity, a little selfishness wouldn't harm anyone she thought. Being quite was an option for sure but the storm after the quietness after everyone realized what had happened scared her to the nerve.