HIS BEAUTIFUL CUPCAKE😍

kidnapped...

Gurnoor...🔝

"Good morning beautiful cupcake, hope this whole day  brings you different ideas to love me."
The creep texted me. It's been 2 days since he is texting me and the worst part is ....... he is ordering me to freaking love him.

"Thank you for ruining my precious morning once again..... by-the-way I am going to block you little love creep and trust me I will punch the shit of cotton candy out of you ,if you text me again...and don't freaking ask me to love a poop lover like you....
See you never again.....
Byeeeeee......
Yours- death"

I texted him back and felt kind of free....freedom....whatever you can say and finally blocked him.
Wow .......wasn't that easy Noor.

I quickly got up and walked to my bathroom. I got ready for my job within 17 minutes. Wow....so fast.

Walking towards the care house , I kind of felt someone behind me.
I turned back and saw him. My body freezed like someone just decreased temperature to - 16.
What the hell is he doing here.
How did he came out of cell.?
Who baled him.?
Gur veerji....how...when...why...

"Veerji".(brother), my voice came out like whisper.

He smirked and said,
"Good to know you remember me."

I tried to run but he caught my hand. I started shouting for help.
Then the last think I heard was....

"Thank to Marco who baled me".

Wait did he just said Marco.
Darkness dominating my eye sight .

I woke up with the sound of something shattering down into pieces. Later I felt my head taking advantage of my situation and started aching like a bitch. Then I heard someone shouting.

"Marco ,how did you know he killed Varco". I know this voice .
Then suddenly everything assembled in my mind again.
I am kidnapped. My kidnapper is my own cousin who tried to rape me with his best friend Varco.

Wait Varco got killed. But who is the 'He' here. Then I suddenly realised my phone.

Immediately tried to call someone to rescue me. Wait but I only have four contact from which one is blocked.

1.Linda- 63**********
2. Marco- 63*********
3. Harold-63*********
4. Unknown poop-63********

Ok...first I tried to call Marco but it was switched off, similar with Linda than I called Harold.
After few rings he picked it up....

"Cup..... Gurnoor where are you? Why is care house closed today?" He asked . Wait was he trying to call me cupcake. No he is not that creep. Oh my strawberry jam bread, I forgot to reply him.

"Hello....Noor are you there"? Wow....my punjabi name is rolling so beautifully over his tongue.

"Harold ....I got kidnapped please save me. I even don't know where I am ?" I replied... then I realised I am locked in a dark room and Gur is no where to be seen.

"Don't panic and listen me carefully dear.... keep your phone on and be on call or either mute it....because I need to trace you. Don't let your  phone getting switched off in any case....you may hide it somewhere, ...ok,.. .please ..try to act as you are unconscious please." He said ,his voice sounded so stressed ....like he really do care. Thank god. He will save me. Now I am perfectly fine.

I hide my phone inside a brick hole. Thank god it was here. God bless the mason. I even muted my phone call. Please trace me fast.

Later I let my sleep dominating me.

"Good night Noor." I said to myself.

"I will find you.....keep in mind that" ......his last words before going to cell.

I woke up again while my heart beating fast as it was a participant of country side marathon.

Please come fast Harold.... were my last feeling before darkness again dominating me.

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