chapter 22

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Chapter 22

Zainab POV

I stare at what use to be a fine man who every girl dreamed to have. what he is now is the opposite of that.

He wasn't the sweet guy he once was. I knew he was one of those rich spoilt kid who always gets what he wants but I never knew it was this bad.

I was in so much discomfort. He tied me to a chair and gagged my mouth with a piece of clothing so I couldn't say anything to him.

He should say something at least anything he's silence is making it hard for me not to panic. How did I end up here one minute I was sitting on a rock the next minute I wake up tied up on a chair.

"Stupid girl." Was the first word he said to me since he entered and it sound so low and dangerous

"I told you I always get what I want didn't I?" It was a question but I couldn't answer because I couldn't speak.

"Be my girlfriend you said no even when I told you no one turns me down." His voice was growing higher.

"I love you Zee why couldn't you see that? Why did you have to act like a bitch? You feel you are too good for me huh?"

"Answer me!" He yelled and sent a slap to my face.

I winced from the pain. My face intensified immediately.

"Yes sweetie, be very afraid. Oh look." He removed my hijab. "I can finally see the beautiful hair you always hide under this thing. What's so special about it." This time he strangled my neck and I struggled to breathe.

"My friends laughed at me because of you. The ugly duckling turned me down. You rejected me and now you are following Fahad like lost puppy." He said and punched me severally at wherever his fist Meet.

I never felt pain like this before and I wanted it to stop.

Fahad is my course mate and we are doing an assignment together that's why I'm always following him so he will actually do it.

"You are at my mercy now Zainab. Yes you are I'll show you never to mess with me. I'll show you how worthless you are. You will become my personal play thing. That's what you are made for nothing else." He spat with pure venom.

I knew I was already crying and it was not because of his words but because of the pain he inflicted on me from his punches.

This use to be my friend. I thought I knew him we talk and hang out every time. What happened to him? Maybe now his word hurt because it's like he shattered my heart.

"I'll have a taste you my dearest." He kissed my neck making me squirm. He went on kissing  farther and all I could do was squim and shake from my sit. Ya Allah save me was the only thing I could say. I could only hope Allah will save me.

"I can't wait to have you Zainab." He trailed his disgusting kisses down to my chest I moved frantically and he slapped and went into another punching fit with me as his punching bag.

"Stop" I yelled but no one would hear me even I can't hear me.

I woke up from my nightmare with a gasp. It so horrible that I'm dreaming about such wrecking experience.

Sleep deluded me I couldn't go back to sleep again. I kept tossing and turning on my bed afraid of the unknown.

I picked up my Android phone so I could use it to while away time since it was some minutes past three in the morning. But that only made my night worst when I discovered an unread message from an unknown number.

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