The Love Terror

Chapter 4

Nia's POV:

I opened my eyes to find myself in a dark room. Well, we have been trained for this before, Stuff like how to escape a dark place and things like that.
And it was pretty obvious that my hands and legs were tied too.
It would have been easier if these pigs used a rope to tie me, instead of these heavy locked chains. But then I have been practising this for a long time.
I twisted my hands, Just as I was trained.I know the procedure perfectly.
I finally freed myself, Ignoring all the bruises I got on my wrists from those chains.
But my heart stopped at the moment the thought of Alia appeared in my head.
Leaving without her would just show how irresponsible I am, with respect to my job and Friendship, both.
I got up on my knees and started to free my legs too.
I was being as silent as possible with everything, When I suddenly felt a tight grip on the back of my neck, pushing my head on the ground.
I groaned with pain when my nose hit the ground.
But, I was not scared. I had been trained for all of this. I chose this job.I HAVE to deal with this now.

"What do you want"
Said the person, pushing me forward even harder.
I've heard this before too.
I know these strong guys have deep voices, but this one?
This one is different.

I never thought the first time a man chokes me would ever be like this, EW.

"I'm Just a scent seller, please leave me"
I said, still faking a male voice.

"And you think I believe you?"
He said, pulling my hair with a jerk yo make me face him.
"I'm just an innocent-"
I stopped in between when I realized who it exactly was,
When I realized why this voice is known to me.

Zaid .
He's still that gorgeous man, or probably even more gorgeous than before.
The definition of Perfection.
The only difference overall, I could spot was his neck.
That huge mark on his neck, which was not there a few years back.
"why are you here?" he says in a low, intimidating voice, almost pulling off my hair from my head, bringing me back to reality.
The reality, which made me realize he is still an asshole.A bigger one. He's a terrorist.
I'm so grateful, it's my fortune that he left me.
"I did nothing, he might be allergic to scent-"
I said before he throbbed me on the ground so damn hard, I yelled with pain, accidentally in my actual voice and his eyes widened when he recognized the person he was being harsh on, was a girl.

He, all of a sudden left that grip on me and turned around.
He stood still a metre away from
me.
"Who are you-"
"Ah, so you respect girls, do you?"
I said sarcastically, cutting him off in between.
"What do you want?"
He said, probably not impressed with my Sarcasm. Jerk.
"I want to know what the true meaning of happiness is, if that's what you're asking"
I chucked this time, pissing him off for obvious reasons.
He held my throat almost choking me to death right before pulling off my fake moustache and beard with a great force.

Zaid's POV

I stood still for half of my life when I realized who this person was.
Nia.
The only person I fell in love with in my entire life.
This is all probably a dream. A crazy dream.
I remember her. I perfectly do.
That girl who was scared of insects, and everything that is possibly alive and moves.
She was one of those adorable nerdy girls long back.
But that is not the reason I left her.
I loved almost everything about her. Her soft cheeks, Her naturally perfect eyebrows, The way she dragged me for help when she came up with something which scared her.
She trusted me, She knew I'd always protect her from everything.
And me, an asshole, broke that trust.
I remember how Ali, my cousin warned me about killing her, my parents and my sister if I just didn't join this stupid job.
I've been brave since birth. He knew.

 I threw a huge snake out of our house which was trying to attack my elder sister, when I was three, for a good example.

Ali knew I had the potential to do this job. He got me into this.
I hurt Nia and the rest of my family because I always thought it was a better option than killing them.
I don't know how and when Ali got himself into this.
The only person I had the courage to tell this was Tariq.
Ali knew how close me and Tariq were, so he did nothing but drag Tariq into this, too.

"Is this...Nia?"
My train of thought was broken when I heard Tariq's voice, right behind me.