Her Pain, His Cure

Chapter 20

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AMAYRA'S POV :-

How beautiful is the play of reality is. One moment, I felt like things were improving between Me and Ranveer and the very next moment, I saw everything shattering right in front of me. 

But the catch is, I was the reason of this havoc no one else. 

The trauma I was pushing myself away from, is back. And this time, I know it is going to ruin me to shred. Last time, it landed me in the position where I couldn't even go to my parents, they avoided me like a plague. Their own daughter, their own blood. 

Leaving all those horrible memories behind, I was trying to move on but here I am again. Stranded in the middle of nowhere. But one thing is for sure, now I have no one to lose. 

Ranveer? 

Not even him. Because you only lose the thing which is yours. Firstly, he is not a thing and secondly, he is not mine. My family, was mine just for the sake of world and I have no regret for what they did. Because I know that they never considered me their daughter. They would've supported me and fought for me when I needed them but no. They listened to everyone but Me. 

I have no remorse of anything. I often find myself calming myself saying “I was orphan from birth”. So I have no one besides me, no one to call my family. 

The moment that video came in my sight, I froze. My mind went blank and everything turned blurry leaving a shrill pang of sound in my ears. 

The past that I was running from is standing right in front of me. 

I see Ranveer speaking something but nothing reached my ears other than that harsh sound. I see his lips moving but cannot move my body even an inch. 

I look into his eyes when I suddenly see him, crouching in front of me, on his knees. I want to touch him and cry hugging him because I know he will save me and give me a shoulder to cry on but I cannot. 

There's this pressure I am feeling on my body and my chest. Am I having an attack again? No. Please. Not here, not like this. 

I see Ranveer bending down and looking at me for the last time before picking up the phone. He will see it. He will see the video of mine, but do I have the guts to stop him? No. 

Maybe at this time, I want the world to know. I want everyone to know what happened with me and I am the victim. I am done living under the rock, and being scared to go out in public and think that everyone is going to hurt me in any way. 

I am done. 

“Who sent you this?”. Finally I hear his voice falling into my ear, and I look up at him. He is staring down at me with questionable look on his face. 

“I asked you a question and I require answers. You better answer me yourself, because if I do it my way, you wouldn't like it”.

This was it. I lost my patience, the anger which I was hiding in my heart for years, came out and I snapped at him. 

“Who do you think I am? Your Slave?”. I don't where did I get that confidence from but for the first time in my life, I felt relieved and strong, knowing that I can fight for myself and I don't need anyone's help. Unknown of the fact that I hurt something in Ranveer. 

His trust. His faith in me. 

“What is this Amayra?. Staring deep into my eyes, he ittered these sentence, and I felt a sudden urge to scream it. 

“It's Me”.

The colour from his face disappeared in the snap of the finger, leaving a frown behind. 

“That is the video where they are Raping me brutally and I am screaming my throat out for help but no came for me”. Control the tears Amayra. 

Don't cry. 

You are strong. 

You are strong. 

You are strong..

I stare into his eyes and chanted this in my brain. I see his eyes widen as soon as I closed my mouth and his finger pressing tightly against each other to form a fist.

“What?”. I saw his Adam's apple bobbing up and down as he close and open his mouth to speak. “Yes. Did you get your answer now? Can I go now or you want to go in details?”. I know that I shouldn't snap out at him, he has nothing to do with it but I cannot control myself right now. 

I turn back to walk to the room but before I could take a step, I felt a deadly grip on my neck and I was turned back forcefully. And the next thing I remember, are his lips on mine. It all happened so fast that I did not get a second to comprehend what just happened with me.

His lips move against mine, making sure to suck every source of remorse from me. His spicy scent reaches my nostrils, makes me grip his shirt tightly in my fist. 

I feel a metal taste exploding in my mouth, it's blood most probably. But we both are so gone to even think about who's blood was that. 

He is sucking my lips like they are his last meal. He always does it like this. I let go of myself when his hands travelled under my top and explored my skin underneath. 

His manly hands feel so rough and tacky against my skin but it is providing a sense of security to me that I am absolutely safe with him. 

I know he's a complete jerk but never enough to hurt me in any way. I know his personality, and I have never seen him talking to anyone as much as he does with me. Not even his family. It can be a reason that he talks to me because I am his assistant but the amount of tantrums he faces, I don't think he would ever do that for anyone, these are Lucas's words not mine. 

“Who did that to you?”. I gulp opening my eyes. I see his eyes are filled with rage and are boring holes in mine. 

Do not. I don't want you to get tangled in my shit. 

I shake my head negatively, to which he only clicked his tongue while raising an eyebrow. “When I ask you something, I require answers to that Amayra”.

Not being able to control myself, I answered back to him. “I also told you that I am not your slave who will listen to your orders like one”.

“You are not my slave”. Running his hand in his hair, I see a cold wave of fresh air hitting them, and distracting my mind. 

Focus Amayra. 

“Then what am I?”. You are making things more complicated for me Ranveer. Stop this word game and come to the point straight. 

“My Queen”. There is no word ever known to humankind that can explain what happened to my body and my heart when I hear those words slipping out of his mouth. 

I would have been in seventh heaven if you would've told me this prior but this, coming from you now, sounds so sympathetic to me. 

“Do not sympathise with me please. The last thing I want right now is sympathy from you”. I don't want anyone's sympathy when I know people are going to backstab me in the end. 

“I am not. I have been holding this in my heart for so long but I guess not anymore”. The blood in my veins went cold. What are you talking about? 

“What?”. Curiosity got the best of me and I asked. I see his eyes twinkling with joy and hope all of a sudden. A subtle smile replaced his frowning face, making him look serenely beautiful. 

I can watch you for my whole lifetime and still not have enough. 

“I have started to like you Amayra. I don't know how and when it happened, but it did”. I ball my fingers tightly into a fist, so it prick my skin and wake me up from this dream. 

This feels so fake to be real. 

Ranveer, talking about feelings. 

The world's feelings-less person talking about feelings. Funny right, that's what I thought, but his next words made it very crystal clear that this is real. 

“I tried to hold myself back but eventually I failed”. I remember all the times you tried to behave rude with me while still having the softness in your eyes. Everytime you pushed me away, you wanted me close. Suddenly it all feels so right 

“And after listening to this, I feel bad that I was not with you when you needed me”. Unknowingly I find myself standing in front of me and my hands raised to his face, cupping them. His face is shining differently right now. 

“It's not your fault Ranveer, my own family was not there with me, what can I expect from you”. I did not lie, there's no point of lying. The dark past which I was trying to hide all these years, is not in front of him. What else is left in me now. 

“What do you mean?”. The frown found it's way back on his face along with confusion in his eyes. Gathering my courage, I hold his hands and amswer while looking at him. 

“I have no family Ranveer. I lost everyone that day“. Tears again started flowing out of my eyes, remembering the memory. 

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