His Fiore [On Hold]

Chapter 7

A/N: There will be mention of suicide in this chapter❗I'm sorry if it trigger anyone

Alaida:

He started coming closer to me as I was stepping back. Why am I stepping back? I shouldn’t be afraid of him. There are CCTV cameras everywhere so he can't do anything to me. ‘He can easily erase that.’ My subconscious mind reminded me. Once again fear engulfed me. Still I stopped stepping back and looked at him fearlessly.

He too stopped coming closer to me, staring at me intensely making it hard for me to maintain the eye contact with him. I can't look away otherwise he will kmow that I'm afraid of him. “Getting brave huh?” He asked more like mocking me. “Aaran bhaiya will kill you this time.” I managed to say without stuttering.

“Aww really? He can do that?” He took a step closer to me. At that my heart started to beat fast. “He is still helpless like he was in the past.” He is wrong! Bhaiya is not helpless. He is wrong if he thinks bhaiya will be helpless now like how he was in the past. He wouldn’t think twice to shoot this jerk in front of me.

Now he is standing too close to me. He tried to touch my chin when I stepped back immediately. “Don't t-touch me. I will kill you.” I held the hem of my dress tightly still looking at him. Did the teachers also left? Why is no one here? “I made everyone leave. How can I lose this opportunity when finally you came outside that too alone without any bodyguards.” He said while smirking at me.

My eyes widened in shock at the realization that he have been following me. It's true before I got married, baba and bhaiya never gave me permission to go outside without any bodyguard. “But too bad that you are married.” His voice brought me back to reality from my thoughts. “Never thought any guy will marry you after what happened.” As soon as he said that he started laughing.

His laugh is paining me. Cause he is laughing at my misery. He finds my sufferings funny? How inhuman can he be? I glared at him, “There are some good guys unlike you who is a bastard.” I said through gritted teeth. He stopped laughing now. “Why did you stopped laughing? Oh sorry! Did I hurt you by telling you the truth?” This time I mocked him.

He kept quiet for some time. But then suddenly he grabbed my arm and slammed me against one of the locker. Ya Allah I'm so stupid. I shouldn’t have provoked him when I'm all alone here with him. I know that no one will come to help me yet I couldn't keep my mouth shut.

He pinned my hands above my head as he looked down at me. Anger evident in his face. “You made me a bastard, Alaida Ibrahim!” He yelled loudly causing me to flinch. “I did-mmmppp” I couldn’t finish my sentence cause he started kissing me. Tears started streaming down my face. I can't go through that pain again, never. I will die this time if I have to go through it again.

Why does all bad things keep happening to me? What did I ever do to anyone? I don't hurt anyone yet I get hurt the most. Why Allah never helps me? Allah doesn’t help me neither he sends anyone to help me. I'm always left alone in a helpless situation where I can't do anything, where I can't seek help from anyone, where I get hurt the most, where my whole world turn upside down.

“Why did you stopped saying the truth now?” He asked me after he pulled away from the kiss. “Don't struggle otherwise you will feel more pain.” He said after I started struggling. “Let me go-” Instead of listening to me he started kissing my neck and biting harshly making me winch in pain.

He is busy in biting me so I decided to use this chance to kick him. I was almost about to kick him in his crotch but he put his leg in between so I couldn’t kick him anymore. “No matter how busy I am, I always know what you are upto.” He whispered near my ear.