as everyone starts to exit through one gate pushing everyone that comes in their way. She gets down after shaking herself to senses only for someone to push her hard and her knees getting injured because of the dress.

She hisses in pain trying to stand from the ground but the people only further pushed her down. She closes her eyes as she heard screaming and more gun shoot around her. She prays her Lord for the first time in forever to help her and that moment she felt something.

What if she was to die right now?.

"... if I were to die today am I confident enough to stand in front of him?".

She wasn't.

She wasn't confident and she knows she has been indulging herself in sins every single day. She was her own person and will be answerable for her own self only then why does she looks at everyone doing sins and follow along instead of staying righteous?.

"Give me your hand". She heard someone heavy voice

She raises her eyes looking at the policeman standing in front of her shielding her and moving people away from her before they step on her. While the people try to push him and hurt his back as the number of people were plenty.

She looks at his outstretched hand covered in blood pouring down his fingers but she quickly places her hand in fears that she might not be able to escape from here without him.

He holds her soft hand feeling a wave of tingle following with it but since he needed to take everyone out for safety he started to run to the backstage because the front entrance was blocked with people. She tries to keep with his pace but stumble around as he dresses doesn't allow her the liberty.

He groans once again when he had to stop because of her dress, "Why do you need to wear such long dress?".

"Why do you care?". She asked holding her dress in her hand to run fast, "Lead the way".

This time they didn't hold hand as she runs behind him carrying her dress with great efforts and once they exit into an alley, they stop. Not because they were finally out of danger but because they walked right into it.

"Ah, there he is". The land mafia who had escaped the prison said

She hides behind his well-sculpted broad body to not come in view of these people but it was hard with all the jewellery that she was wearing and the dress, of course.

"Ah, ah, ah, where are you hiding, beautiful?". The leader said flirtatious, "I should give you a little help to have a chance at life because you managed to bring such a fine piece to me".

"Mind your words". He growled angrily

"Or what?". The leader said, "You are going to kill me?. Don't tell me you don't desire to have her after watching her faulting her body in every magazine and advertisement".

That was all it takes for him to shoot the leader's hand and then the shooting starts again. As he holds her hand turning around quickly to run a bullet pierce through her left arm. She screams in agony falling to the ground as the blood starts to flow down her arm.

"We need to leave now". He said desperately knowing that if they don't, they are doomed

He looks around to find a better escape since she is injured and so is he there is no way they can run anymore to save themselves. He found a small van who was loading some things in it and he holds her hand again dragging her body to the van when the man wasn't there and entering inside hiding behind the few sacks.

"Stay quiet". He said while her face was covered in tears and sweat

"You get a bullet and people after you and I will ask you". She said angrily

"They were after me for your information and I am hurt too". He stated

"So?. You are a policeman". She said turning around to look at anything but him

"Ungrateful brat". He mumbles rolling his eyes as the van starts to move

"Did you just say something to me?". She asked raising her eyebrows

At least, she is not crying anymore.

"No". He said shaking his head looking out of the small hole to find the mafia men running around

"Better". She said huffing and hissing

"Just can you stay quiet for a minute?". He asked irritated

"No, I can't. Happy?". She said angrily

He groaned when the pain starts to hit him and he leans back on the van for support.

"Ah, now you know what I feel". She said grinning

He sighs at her ridiculous behaviour, "I have seen worse".

"How does it feel?". She asked curiously

"What?". He asked confused

"How does it feel to go near death every day?". She asked again

"Thrilling. The more I went closer to death the more I start to realise that I need to straighten and correct myself so if I leave the world in any of these days I have enough good deeds with myself that I can show proudly to him. And that they only one who keeps me alive I should be grateful and listen to what he has asked me to do because he knows best". He replied genuinely

"How do you know what's right and wrong?". She asked leaning back felling the van go through a bumpy road which made her hand move and she groans in pain

He shrugged, "We have assigned rule and regulations that are clearly given to us from the one, who knows what's best for us. If we change and tries to find the way around it, that is what's wrong. However, he had placed a heart inside of us that always goes off when we are doing something wrong. Our conscious speaks to us, it's just us who never listen and kills it".

She nodded understanding, "What if we can't leave what we are doing?".

"What if you leave the world before you didn't even start to think about leaving what is wrong?. What will you do then?. There are millions of people hoping to be here to repent and the one who is here don't even start to do it". He said sighing as the tiredness starts to hit him

She didn't speak after that.

Because her thoughts start to do all the talking inside of her. She has never felt safe and sound even when she lives in the best apartment. She never once felt contentment and the feeling of peace inside of her. She has felt euphoria- the pure state where she is ecstatic for a moment or longer and then it's all gone and remains just the emptiness inside of her.

She often stays awake at night for no reason and even after consulting the doctor and having the medication she never truly manage to do sleep too well. However, she has often seen Hanan standing to pray especially when she sleeps with her and even when at times she didn't put alarm she automatically was always awake the moment the prayer calls starts.

She was astonished by her own sister and wonders many times to speak to her about her worries but she doesn't like speaking about her suffering and perhaps that was a reason she couldn't find a way out of her state. She was sick of feeling the pressure and pleasure for merely a moment and after that, there was nothing more to it.

She knows the wrong she is doing and will be doing but the lust she has for them is never-ending.

"Don't you remember me?". He asked wanting both of them to not faint from the blood loss

She grunted in pain, "No, should I?".

"You really don't remember me?". He asked again a little more awake watching how her head swayed from here to there worrying him

She turns her tired eyes to him because he is annoying her again, "As I said before I don't remember you. Do you want me to write it down or something?".

He shakes his head amazed, "Here I thought you will open your eyes every morning and start cursing me first thing".

She frowns, "Who are you?".

"I am your armour". He replied smiling as they heard the van halting

He looks at her when the van door opens and a man appears who looked at them shocked.

"Who are you two?". He asked angrily, "Did you made her run from her wedding?".

"Wedding?". He thought and then his eyes turn to the fake bride, "Great! More drama".

"Shut up. I didn't ask you to kidnap me from my show". She said standing beside him with great efforts

"Kidnap?. I kidnapped you?. Please, I saved your life or you would have died". He said angrily

"Saved?". She chuckles dryly, "If it wasn't for you I would be at my home by now. Safe and sound".

"As if". He said rolling his eyes

"You-". She started

"You both are coming with me". The man said glaring at them

"Who are you?". He asked getting down from the van effortlessly brushing his clothes to get rid of the dirt

She walks slowly towards the end of the van halting to think how best she can get down without falling on her face. He forward his hand to her even when he knows that holding her hand is nothing but trouble and wrong but he knows she cannot get down without his help unless she hurt herself more.

She looks in his eyes that were had softens looking at her and she wonders if she looks like a mess that he is being so great about. She shakes her head not wanting his help because the last time she held his hand it ended with her being in trouble.

She steps forward only to lose her balance and fall right on the ground.

"Ab maza a gaya?". He asked amused biting his lips to not laugh (was that fun)

She groans turning on the ground with her eyes closed hoping that this is all just a dream and nothing more than that.

"Tumhae bohat khush ho gay". She replied opening her eyes glaring at him (you must be very happy)

"Haan bohat". He said laughing forwarding his hand yet again (yes, very)

Even though it might have made him seen as someone desperate to hold her hand it doesn't matter to him for now because his mind wasn't in the right state. He has to agree to that thought because he is stuck with a girl and in the middle of no way and the cherry on top is that they have been arguing non-stop when he doesn't like arguing at all.

She huffed placing her hand in his strong one feeling a surge passing through her body reviving it in some ways and he held tightly onto her hand gently making her stand on her feet not letting go of her hand. Which they both know is wrong but they still did it.

"Follow me". The man said looking at their exchange which further builds his anger

He turns to look at her who is looking at him innocently for his next instructions and he feels stuck after a very long time in his field because if he were to take another wrong step- her life can be ruined even more.

He sighs following the man looking around for all the escape routes however the place was almost deserted and the few people that were around were villagers who were wearing disoriented clothes looking as if they have never seen the urban areas in their lives.

Few men look at her hungry and the greed in their eyes only seem to intensify with each of her steps. She leans more towards him and feeling her leaning to him break his concentration of finding the route instead look at her who looks close to fainting and then to the men who were openly gawking at her.

The bubble of anger burst within him at the way their eyes takes in her body as a piece they own and he was ready to throw hands at him when they enter into a house with even more men. He brings her closer to him hiding her behind him to shield her as much as he could before he takes her out of here even his life on stake.

"Why are you two here for?". The man who looks like the leader of this village spoke

The underlying of anger and authority in his voice shakes her as she hides more behind him knowing they both are hurt right now and their usual strength is gone by now because they need medical attention.

"We were being followed by some people so we took refuge in this man van". He spoke with the last bit of strength in him

"Men who were following you because you made their daughter run away from her wedding". The man spoke again

"She is a model-". He started

"Are two married?". The leader angrily cutting his words

"No". He said firm

"Yet you are together- with her in a wedding dress and this man told me that you held hand and spoke informally to one another. We don't take it lightly when someone comes here to destroy our values and culture". The leader said standing from his seat, "That woman is good enough for our men and you are good enough to work in our farm for the rest of your life".

"We will do no such thing. She is not getting married to any of the filthy men of yours". He screamed angrily

"Then you marry her". The leader said pushing him and she falls down because she wasn't able to take the impact

"No, we will not marry". They both screamed angrily

She stands back on her feet when the leader and the other around them take out their guns pointing at them.

"We don't take these matters as a joke like you people do in your place". The leader said pointing the gun at her, "Tell your name".

"Mahak Ibarahim". She spoke meekly

"And yours". The leader said pointing the gun at him

"Shayaan Abdullah". He said seething in anger

"Did you write their names?". The leader asked another man who had a paper in his hand and that man nodded, "Now you will marry each other or I will kill you".

"We will do no such thing". He said raged

Then the man shoot her already shoot hand again and this time the bullet went into her skin and the flow of blood was faster than before. She fell down feeling weak and he bends down to hold her body before she faints.

"Now, either you marry or I will kill you both". The leader threatened

He looks at her almost unconscious body and back at the leader and everyone. He couldn't possibly fight with so many men with a gun especially with their health already effected.

He looks down at her brown eyes, "We will marry".