*Contains some harsh words and violence
*Zoya*
I wake up with an oxygen mask on my mouth and on a bed which is not mine.
There are machines, near me. Pipes attached to my wrist. Bandage covering the wound on my forehead.
I have never been admitted to a hospital.
All I remember is pain caused by a needle on my neck, I felt dizzy and I don't know what happened after that.
I was brought back to senses by a hard slap on my checks.
I was tied to a chair with my hands and legs tied to it. Ali was standing in front of me.After that, there were multiple slaps on my face, punches on my stomach and hits on my hands and legs by a stick.
The pain was unbearable. I wanted to die but I can't.
Abba and bhai would be devastated.I begged him to leave me alone and I promised that I'll never mention about him to anyone.
But he just laughed.
And then looked me in the eye and said, "You deserve all of this, wh*re, *Allah sent me here for this, I wouldn't even have touched you, you filthy b*stard, but He made me do it. And I have to do it. No one's coming. Slut like you will go to hell and I'll go to heaven and God will praise me"
"You are mad, unstable assh*le" I screamed and he looked at me angrily and picked up some rock. And threw at me.
It landed on my forehead, I could feel the blood coming out of it. Lots of it.
I remember I screamed but then everything turned black.And here I am on a hospital bed. My head hurts with this memory.
The door opens with Abba coming in, with bhai, Anurag and lastly Jai.
They all looked tired and sleep-deprived.
I hate it, that the only people I care about so much, have to go through all this, because of me.
No one speaks anything.
Until Abba said,"Ab kaisa lag rha hai?" How are you feeling?
I give him a nod since I can't speak because of this oxygen mask over my mouth.
Dad starts saying something but he is interrupted by a call, which he claims to be extremely important.
Zafi bhai looks at me with loving eyes, walks towards me, he strokes my forehead.
The last time he did it, was when Amma (mom) died, I cried for hours and he made me sleep on his lap and he stroked my forehead. He too was broken but he kept it aside and protected me. He loves me.
He then whispered,"Everything is over now. He is dead. You are okay. I love you."
He tried to stop the tears from spilling, maybe reminding himself that there are people around him.
"I'll wait outside", he said and stroked my hair and went outside.
Jay took a step towards me,"So, I'll take a leave now, I came here to inform you, protect you and my mission is accomplished." he laughed heartlessly.
He is an avatar of God. He helped me so much. He was there in my hard times. What did I do to serve him?
I want him to stay. I want to hug him and just thank him for all that he did.
I whisper "No", the sound is barely even audible to me."I'll wait for you, Anurag", Jay said looking at him.
Anurag looked confused, and suddenly something clicked and he understood what he meant.
I don't know what.
He then left.
Leaving only me and Anurag. He came towards me.
He leaned and gently kissed my forehead.
He took my hand in his and drew circles with his thumb.
Dark circles under his brown eyes, messy hair, sleepy eyes but yet still he looks happy. Happy to see me.
"I thought I'll lose you." he whispered.
It can't speak, so I just intertwine my hand with his and try to bring it near my face. Which is extremely hard. I have never felt this weak, physically.
He noticed that it's hard for me and brought his hand towards my face.
I lowered it and gave his hand a light kiss.
He smiled at me with so much love.
"I have to tell you something", he paused, looking at me, as if asking my permission.
I really hope it's what I have been thinking about.
He brought our hands towards my side and drew slow, small circles.
"Zoya, I-"
"Visiting hour is now finished, the patient needs to rest." said the nurse."Nevermind, we have a lot of time, don't we?" he winked and left.
It's so easy for him to say that. I know what's going to happen now.
I will imagine this scenario thousands of times in my head.
Ugh.
"Time to sleep", said the same nurse with name tag, Parvati.
If only she knew, how hard it really is. It will take atleast 100 of imaginary scenarios.
She told me that I have been unconscious for 3 days. She didn't inquired about how I got here and I am glad she didn't.
She is sweet.
She kind of reminds me of sunflowers, not that she looks like one. But, she radiates positivity.
"Ready?" she asked with a injection in her hand.
Is she drugging me?!
Looking at my scared expression, she asked "Afraid of injections?"
I moved my head a bit to say 'No'.
Then she laughed, as if understanding what I was thinking.
"It helps you sleep."
I am so grateful for this. She's an avtar of Parvati Devi, I guess. (Goddess Parvati)
And she injected it.
And I slowly I drifted off to sleep.
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Dear pyaare (loving) readers,
Thank you so much for 402 reads. I am so happy. I remembered when I first started, even it was only 10 reads I used to get so delighted.
I am so grateful to you guys.
^Also, I don't mean to insult or hurt any religion. Ali, is a mentally unstable guy. He thinks that, a women must not be independent and must always be under the shadow of a man.
And any woman who does not follow this, must be punished. He feels that Allah will be happy by his work, told you he is unstable.Also, Parvati Devi or Goddess Parvati is the Hindu goddess of fertility, love, beauty, marriage, children, and devotion; as well as of divine strength and power.
She is the Mother goddess in Hinduism.
Parvati is the wife of the Hindu god Shiva - the protector, the destroyer and regenerator of the universe and all life.
She is the daughter of the mountain king Himavan and queen Mena.
Parvati is the mother of Hindu deities Ganesha, Kartikeya, Ashokasundari. (Even, I didn't know they had 3 children)
The Puranas also referenced her to be the sister of the preserver god Vishnu.
If you read all of this, comment 'Parvati'.
Also, you are beautiful than you think you are and you have people who care about you. Be safe❤️
With love and more love,
Kalyani.
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