Officially Married! (Editting)

Chapter- 6

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I stood there awestruck. I mean, what did just happen? I could feel my throat so sore. I gulped. I could hear some thrashing and thumping from the other side on the phone.

Finally a voice came up “Eh… you there?”  And I relaxed. Finally it was Klaus.

“Yep… I am here.” I said popping the p.

“I am a little busy right now, would you mind if we talk once I am back at home?”

“Umm… hmm…” is the only sound my throat could generate. He hung up.

Bullshit! Now comes the ‘what-ifs?’ I hated this part. What do I do now? Not only Ada now we had to deal with Mark too. Why me?

‘Because you are the lying cow!’ My conscious snapped.

Well I am not alone into this. Ask Klaus!

‘He was not the one who caused this mess by going on stupidly without even bothering to know who was on the other side of the call!’ she sneered.

Arrgghhh! So what? Kiss my ass! Why couldn’t he pick up his own damn phone!

To say I was angry, it would be an understatement. I was beyond frustrated.

So I tried to divert my attention from the issue in hand to something less complicated. So concentrated on work. But no such luck.

The rest of the day went off quickly and hectic as always. And yes receiving secret glares from Ada that kept reminding me of her stupid order. I sighed every time she showed up with that sly look.

Once I got back home, all I wanted was to sleep and die (as in deep sleep to forget everything for a while). I rushed to my room and launched myself on my bed.

Work and Ada both had worn me off.

Argghhhh! Why me? I kept asking myself until I felt something move under me.

I held still and the thing moved again underneath.

Wait! What if it’s a thief or a ‘psycho’ killer or a serial killer? Oh! He’s a serial killer. I had seen a movie in which a serial killer would kill the newly wedded wives on the very next day of their marriage.

But what was he doing in the bed? Waiting for me to be home and as I would get in the bed, he will kill me. But I am already in my bed. What he wanted to rape me first?

Holy jeez! It’s a freakin’ serial killer. Adrenaline kicked in. I slowly shifted my weight up from the body lying there and managed to get in an attacking position.

As the ‘serial killer’ moved and turned to look my way to kill me. I shove my fist in his Goddamn face!

“What in the hell…” before he could even start I forced my hand on his lips, while his face was still turned away. “You are going to pay for this you ‘Serial killer’!” I shouted with full grudge.

Suddenly the body shifted to its side and managed to get hold of one of my wrist.

“Aah! So you think you are stronger than me? Huh! I am going to rip your head off! You… ” and I was stopped mid-sentence as the killer rose and grabbed my other hand still covering his mouth, turned like a ‘Ninja’ and pinned me down on the bed.

“Hell you are strong!” I grunted with pain.

“Yes I am!” the killer said in a shaky voice as I had been holding his mouth for long. “What in the hell is wrong with you? And who the hell is this goddamn ‘Serial killer’?” Klaus boomed.