Chapter 1
She opened the door and entered her house struggling to keep
the two big brown colored grocery bags in her hands. After entering the house
she closed the door with her foot and continued to walk towards the kitchen.
Her face was hid behind the grocery bags and she was hoping that she would not
trip over something lying on the floor. But her feet stopped in front of a
picture hung on the wall. It had recently found its way there and was one of
her most precious and beautiful memories. She smiled upon seeing herself in the
picture wearing a red colored bridal dress which made her look the most
beautiful bride ever and standing next to the man who had a permanent residence
in her heart now. She got married to him two weeks ago and it was the best
thing that happened to her. Being the girl she was she never thought she would
ever fall in love but he made her fall for him and she couldn't help but fall
more and more in love with him. He entered her life like a storm and took away
her heart like a cool, gentle soul soothing breeze of wind. She loved him and
she knew he loved her too. What more could she ask from god? She stood there
looking at her loving husband who had a tall and lean figure but still had a well
built body. His hair was a bit long than usual and curled over his ears and also
sometime fell over his eyes. She loved his hair and he had grown it out long
for her she had requested him to do so. She loved running her fingers through
his hair. He was also smiling in the picture just like her and his smile
reached his eyes clearly telling how blessed he felt to officially have her as
his wife in his life. His eyes were so warm and full of so much love that
anyone could drown deep in them. she could stand there all day and stare at his
handsome face but she had to cook dinner so she unwillingly tore her gaze from
the picture and took small and careful steps towards the kitchen and upon
lightly hitting the kitchen shelf she sighed in relief and placed the bags on
the shelf revealing her angelic face, deep big brown eyes having pools of
innocence in them, her pink colored lips which were set into a curved line
giving away that she was living a happy, peaceful and contented life. But she
was unaware of the fact that things change within a matter of seconds.
Her hair was half curled and fell on her face when she shook
her head sighing when one apple found its way out of the brown paper bag and
fell down the counter. She bent down securing her hair behind her ears to pick
up the apple but as she was getting up her gaze moved forward and she saw a
tall, bulky and dressed in black man moving outside her house. she could see
him approaching her house and fear crept in her whole body paralyzing her in
half bent position with her hand stretched out to pick up the fallen apple. Few
seconds passed as she held her breath and it came out in a gasp as the seconds
stretched into a minute and the man opened the door to her house and stepped
inside. She grabbed the edge of the slab to support her but her knees gave away
nonetheless and she fell on the floor. Without giving a second glance in the
direction of the man she crawled on the opposite end of the kitchen slab and
hid behind it. Her heart beat rang like an alarm in her ears and her throat
went dry as sweat droplets formed on her forehead. Her hands started to shake
as she fought back the tears which were starting to outline her eyes. Another
minute passed and she slowly skidded on the floor to the end of the kitchen
slab and peeked once again in the living room. There were two men now one of
them went inside the first room they came across and the other one waited
outside. She once again hide herself behind the slab and covered her mouth with
her hands as tears now flowed out of her eyes and ran down staining her cheeks.
She felt herself go numb due to fear but somewhere in the back of her mind a
voice screamed that she has to act fast.
The man came out of the room and shook his head in negative
at the other man who nodded and then approached the kitchen. He stepped in the
kitchen making sure to make no noise and looked around. He slowly moved towards
the kitchen slab as anyone could hide at its opposite end and in one swift
moment bent over the slab to find no one there and Sharon saw him in horror
hiding behind the kitchen door. She was holding a knife which was almost about
to slip from her trembling hands. She knew she had seconds to act and instinct
took over her. She was not an athlete but she was a dancer which meant she had
quick reflexes and without wasting a second she ran outside alarming the man
behind her with the sound of the door as she slammed the door shut. She tried
to lock the kitchen door but her hands were trembling too much. She looked
behind her and saw the other man's head popping out of the door of one of the
rooms and then she heard heavy and rushed footsteps on the opposite end of the
kitchen door coming towards her. Taking a deep breath she tried once again and
the door locked just a second after the man in the kitchen applied pressure to
open it. Upon instinct she took a step back and turned around not having enough
time to praise herself for locking him up inside. She turned around to find the
other man approaching her and looked at the outside door. One look told her
that she could not make it to the door so she turned around and ran upstairs
and the footsteps behind her also grew louder.
She entered the first room she found and closed the door
behind her but someone gave her foot between before she could close it
completely. A new wave of fear ran inside her body once again asthe man outside
applied pressure more than her to open the door. she pushed it with all her
might in order to close it but it was no use she knew was weak and the door was
already open enough for him to step inside and the next second his scary form
appeared making her take several steps back. He looked at her as if she was an
animal being taken for sacrifice and she felt vulnerable, her heart beat at an
abnormal pace and she wished he was with her right now whose mere presence in
her life made feel protected. Everything seemed out of focus and the only thing
which she could see at that moment was the unknown man approaching her like a
hunter approaching his prey and once again instinct took over her. A part of
her brain which remembered that she was holding a knife made her raise her hand
and assault the man but he also had quick reflexes and grabbed her wrist before
the knife could cut through his flesh. She was once again losing to him and being
reminded that she is weak. Fresh set of tears ran down her eyes as the man
twisted her arm behind her back making her drop the knife and then locked her
other arm by wrapping his arm around her arm along with her waist. She
struggled to get free but it was no use. Anger mixed with fear made her shout
at him "who the hell are you and what do u want from me?" but no reply came
instead the man started to push her towards the door in order to take her
downstairs but she placed her feet on the wall beside the door and was now half
in air. He shook trying to get her feet down on floor again but she pushed
backwards using the wall and made both of them fall down. Then she opened her
mouth to scream and a little noise came out of throat but then her mouth was covered
by the man's hand. He felt her hand which he was holding behind her back and
covered her mouth. She used the opportunity and stretched her hand forward to
grab the knife which had earlier fallen from her hand. It was within her reach
and she quickly grabbed it again then before the man could register what had
happened she pushed the knife in his leg and he screamed in agony letting go of
her immediately who rolled over him. He winced in pain and took out the knife
from his leg. A pool of blood formed around his leg within seconds and he tried
to cover his wound by his hands while she stood up and then it dawned on her
that she actually hurt someone. But before she could feel bad about it she saw
the other man whom she earlier locked in the kitchen at the top stair and their
eyes locked for a second which was enough for her to gulp in fear.
She wasted no time and locked the door before he could enter
and then ran inside the bathroom and locked its door too. She did not have her
mobile on her and neither did she have a knife now. She looked here and there
and tried to think what to do that's when she heard a loud noise which made her
jump backwards. Whoever was outside the room was definitely trying to break the
door. The banging noise continued to come and she sank to the floor feeling
helpless and once again covered her mouth with her trembling hands. More tears
ran down her cheeks and she tried to swallow in order to moist her dry throat a
bit but her mouth was also too dry. She couldn't even form a proper loud scream
if she tried her dry throat would make her choke too soon. Finally she could
hear the door break which made her jump upwards and move as away from the door
as the small bathroom allowed and then the footsteps enter the room then stop
for a second probably to see his injured partner and then continued towards the
bathroom. She once again looked here and there and then the numb parts of her
brain slowly started to work a little and she climbed the sink then she opened
the small window but big enough for her get out with difficulty. The window
took sometime to open because of staying shut for so long but it opened and she
climbed out of it. She was able to climb out and the design of the house
allowed her feet a little space to stand still but there was no way to move and
she was still too high to jump down. She was in a dilemma what to do when
someone started banging the bathroom door. She stared inside shocked and once
again felt the numbness returning but this time she could see the light at the
end of tunnel so she gained some courage and stretched her right leg in order
to reach the pipe. She succeeded in third try and then did the same with her right
arm after securing her position on the pipe she started climbing down with the
help of it. Just as she stepped on the ground the head of the man popped out of
the window through which she climbed down and he looked at her only for a
second before disappearing again to run downstairs and she also started to run
away from the house as fast she her legs would allow.
It was dark and she could not even find anyone on the
streets. She did not even know where she was going but in her haste she had
taken a wrong turn and now she was on a completely unknown track. Just when she
though she got away from him she saw him running towards her from the opposite direction.
She stopped in her tracks and without thinking ran in the nearby alley. She was
running while looking behind to see if the man caught up with her or not and bumped
into someone. She was about to fall but two familiar arms wrapped around her
waist and held her midair before she could touch the ground. She dug her nails
in his arms as she looked at his face and then whispered as a wave of relief
washed through her "Rohan…." He helped her to stand straight but as soon as he
left her she was about to fall again so he held onto her while she dug her face
deep in his chest and within seconds broke into tears trying to form words "someone……break
into….house….knife…blood….af…aft" but before she could complete her words she
felt a presence of third person behind her who said "sir, we are sorry. We tried
to catch her in the house but she escaped" it took her a minute to understand
what he said and she took a step back from him looking at him in the eye. The warmth
was gone and all there was left was coldness which made a shiver run down her
spine. She took another step back but the man standing behind her grabbed her
by her shoulders and Rohan standing in front of her moved forward to lock a
free strand of her hair behind her ear but she moved her face sideways and he
stopped his hand mid air. She looked at him again and just for a second saw the
same warmth in them but then the coldness returned. Then before she could say anything
he placed a cloth on her mouth.
She slowly opened her eyes and then took a moment to recall
what happened and quickly looked around her to see him standing away from her
but in the same room and looking at her. She looked at him horrified and said
something but only muffled sounds came out as her mouth was covered by a piece
of cloth. She looked at him questioningly who came forward and bent down in
front of her. he moved his hand forward and gently stroked her cheek and she
once again saw the same warmth flicker in his eyes but it was for such a short
time that she herself was not sure if she saw it or imagined it then he retreated
his hand saying "I am not Rohan wifey….my name is Swayam Sekhawat and I am holding
you hostage"
To be continued…..
P.S: okay u all do leave some feedback as i had to put my thinking cap on for this one. no this is the first time i have written something like this which could be related to thrilling so some effort has been put into it😳😛...do lemme know if u all liked it or not and do hit the button. oh and yes Rohan and Swayam and same person.
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