《My Arranged Shaadi (Complete)》Chapter- 32 Captivity
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I opened my eyes. My vision was blurry. I was really horrified to see in the condition I was. My hands were tied and my mouth was also tied.
But wait, my hands were tied with someone else's hands. They were Paras's. We were tied to each other. Our backs were touching. I couldn't see Paras's face obviously and that was the biggest torture I was experiencing right now.
"Mmmmm" I tried to speak something but I couldn't as my mouth was tied.
"Mmmm..." I cried. A tear slipped down my eye. My hands were paining, they were tied so tightly.
Suddenly the door of the room opened revealing an evil looking woman. She came and stood in front of me. She was... Anahita Seth. If my hands were free I would have killed her right now with my bare hands.
"Aww poor baby trying to free herself?" She said and caressed my cheek. I jerked her hand away by moving my neck.
"You bitch !" She said and slapped me really hard. Nobody, nobody has ever dared to touch me, raising a hand on me isn't even the option. I was shooting daggers at her with my eyes.
"Don't give me that look whore !" She said and slapped me again. I just wanted to strangle her to death, I was ready to go to life imprisonment for that but I just wanted to kill her.
"Now I'm going to record a video of yours! Smile please !" She said with a smirk.
"Oh man ! You can't even smile." She mocked me! How dare she ! "Nobody knows where this place is bitch. Say hi to your parents, I'm going to take millions of rupees from them by just sending this video to them. And then when that money comes in my hand, I'll take you both to the Sheikhs to sell your kidneys. You're just a worthless little slut! But your kidneys are worth a lot!" She said with a wicked smile. I was horrified.
I just wanted this nightmare to end. But unfortunately, it wasn't a dream, it was reality and I had to face it. Heck ! I would find some or the other way to get out of this situation.
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That witch Anahita then started recording our video.
"Sent!" She said and I looked at the ground. She just held my chin and forced me to look at her.
"Try to have a good sleep tonight. Even if you don't then don't worry, once I get my money, I'm gonna make you sleep forever." She said and went away after locking the door once again.
"Mmmm" I said and pushed Paras a bit but there was no response from his side. I was feeling so helpless.
Ganpati Bappa, please give me an idea ! Please God ! I don't want to die like this ! I survived the accident for a purpose, I want to live.
Suddenly an idea popped up in my mind. I brought my face closer to my shoulder and started rubbing the handkerchief against my shoulder which caused it to loosed up.
I continued the process and after a really long struggle, I was finally able to free my mouth from that handkerchief. I took a deep breath. I could finally breathe properly now.
"Paras... Paras wake up ! Paras please wake up!" I cried while pushing him a bit but it had no effect on him.
I suddenly remember, when I sang to him, he woke up from coma. I could try to sing again to bring him back to consciousness.
I took a deep breath once again and began singing.
"105 is the number that comes to my head
When I think of all the years I wanna be with you."
He didn't budge a bit. Tears were continuously falling down my eyes, I couldn't see him so miserable all over again. I slightly wiped my tears with my shoulders.
"Wake up every morning with you in my bed
That's precisely what I plan to do."
I sang while sobbing.
"And you know one of these days when I get my money right
Buy you everything and show you all the finer things in life
Will forever be enough, so there ain't no need to rush
But one day, I won't be able to ask you loud enough."
I sang and sang and sang, my tears weren't stopping. My singing was having no effect on him.
"Don't give up Nishtha." I told myself and continued singing the song.
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"I'll say will you marry me
I swear that I will mean it
I'll say will you marry me."
Suddenly I felt his back move a bit. My face suddenly lit up and I started to smile. "Paras! Paras are you awake???" I asked but there was no reply from his side.
"Paras ... babe wake up ..." I said a little softly this time.
"Mmmm..." I heard his voice. And for the first time in so many months I really felt happy. It was like I was on top of the world.
"Mmmmmm..." He said loudly this time as he struggled to move. Our hands were tied together, I somehow held his fingers.
"Calm down. I'll tell you how to remove that handkerchief from your mouth." I said.
"Hmmm..." He said softly this time.
"Bring your face closer to your shoulder and rub the handkerchief up and down against your shoulder." I told him and he probably did what I told him to do.
"Come one baby you can do it!" I said. I don't know why I was using all these lovey dovey words but I was just going with the flow.
"Just a bit more babe." I said trying to encourage him as much as I could.
Finally after some time. I heard him take a deep breath. Hearing him breathe, I took a breath of satisfaction.
"Where are we?" He asked.
"I don't know but that bitch Anahita, she sent a video to our parents as she wants money. After taking the money, she'll sell our kidneys to some sheikh." I said and sighed.
"Well, that won't happen." He said pretty confidently.
"Why?" I asked.
"We have micro trackers on our clothes. I installed the trackers just after your accident. Wherever we go, the police can track us. They will be arriving here anytime soon." He said.
"That's another reason why I love you..." I said shaking my head and then realized what I just said.
"Wh ... What did you just say?" He asked, surprise evident in his voice. I thought it was the right time to tell him. Heck there was no guarantee we would leave this place alive.
"I said I love you, and I'm sorry you had to go through so much because of me. I never wanna lose you, I love you so much Paras." I said, I wish I could hug him really tight right now.
"I ... I don't have any words... I love you so much Nishtha, more than you can even imagine. I wish this moment had not been like this when even this fact is not guaranteed whether we'll be alive to see each other or not." He said and sighed.
"But... but you just said that the police must be on their way!" I asked panicking.
"Yes Nishtha I'm sure that they're on they're way, but I'm not sure whether they'll make it n time or not. Anahita Seth is a psycho woman." He said. He was trying to sound calm, for me. But I knew that he was more tensed than he had ever been. We were practically on our probable death bed, or I should say chair !
"Then we should try to free ourselves! Come on hurry ! We should try to untie these ropes!" I said sounding optimistic. I wanted to live and that too with Paras and I was ready to kill that Anahita Seth for that.
We were trying really hard to untie our hands. My fingers had begun to ache but I couldn't give up,giving up wasn't even a choice right now. It was a literal do or die situation.
Suddenly the door creaked open and the hair on the back of my neck rose up. There she was, that bitch Anahita Seth standing at the door with that evil smirk of hers and a ... gun.
"You can't act smart in front of me jerks!" She said as she walked towards me.
"Anahita, I'm warning you ! Don't even dare to touch my wife!" Paras warned her but it was of no use.
"Aww Paras baby, I won't touch her, my gun will. And then I and you will live happily ever after." She said sounding like a total psychopath as she put the gunpoint right on my forehead. I could feel the cold metal on my skin.
"I love you Paras..." I said and closed my eyes. I knew I was going to die.
And then, I heard a gunshot.
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