Keya Madhavan
"You shouldn't have done this baby girl......" He calmly whispered into my ears.
I can't see his face but I know he is fuming with anger, gripping me as tight as he can.
"Leave me! just leave me!" I kept on shouting, trying to get off his hold, tears dripping out. But never did he utter anything or loosen his grip.
And in no time I was back on the place from which I tried to run away so hard. I didn't know how he managed to find me and get me back so fast to this resentful place. But now I was scared of the consequences. My whole body was shivering in fear.
My every hope was getting crushed. I was becoming hopeless. Every try was resulting unsuccessful. Will I never escape this place, from him? Am I trapped here till my last breath? Thinking everything was making me more hysterical, my sob was turning louder.
He dragged me to the same room in which the old lady and the old man were still present.
"OUT!" One shout of his wrath and they were out of the room while closing the door on their way out.
He further pulled me until we were across the antique rosewood table, near his PC. He settled on the chair and yanked me on his lap.
I lowered my head trying to control my wavering breath, fiddling with my fingers and just trying to think. I have to calm down and stop this weeping, if not I will faint any movement.
I kept chanting,
Everything is okay..... everything will be okay......
"Babe....." He calmly called out, which was enough to startle me. His hands encircled around my waist, hugging it.
"Look, who are they? Do you know them?" He asked, with his chin resting on my shoulder.
I raised my gaze and it freezes on the screen. I tried my best to not cry out loud.
On the screen, there was my mother and my sister, my only family. They were walking with their baggage which seemed like an airport. A lone drop of tear fell out of my widened eyes.
"You know them right?" He whispered menacingly, gripping me as tight he can while his head buried in the crook of my neck, sniffing it.
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