《Towards You✔️》Part :9
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"Haroon yaar get up man." I was sleeping in my room when I heard that insincere friend of mine.
"What?"I removed my arm from my eyes glared him and asked.
"Come on ,man lets go have a dinner."
Oh!!! So this man is trying to compensate for his behavior which offended me and have dinner date with me.
I royally ignored his pleading eyes and turned to sleep on my stomach dipping my head on my pillow.
Served him right for laughing on his best friend.
I felt the bed dipping beside me.
A second later I felt the pillow I was sleeping on was slipping away from me.
I felt jerk on my body and with a blink of my eyes I was on the ground sleeping on the same posture but without pillow, mattress and blanket.
This idiot has the nerve of pushing me off my bed.
"Umar you are going to regret this." Saying that I got up with anger gushing through my blood and marched towards Umar to finish his annoying existence from this earth.
"Man you were behaving as if you were my wife and you know how much I hate that Idea." He said dodging my blow and jumping to the other side of the bed with a pillow holding as a shield.
"Dude calm down."He said when he saw me still ready to blow a punch.
"You said that I was behaving as if I was your wife, so now let me man handle you or should I say let's man handle."I wrapped my arm and looked at him with a challenging smirk.
We both knew what would happen now.
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I felt my heart will explode out of anxiety.
I screamed my lungs out for help but everyone there behaved as blind and deaf. Nobody came for my rescue.
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What should I do?
I never felt so helpless.
Allah please help me.
"Let me go. I didn't do anything please." I pleaded to those heartless kidnapper.
One was driving and the other was smoking sitting lazily on the passenger seat.
They behaved as if nothing happened. They didn't respond to my pleas.
They will not release me willingly.
I should do something to get myself free.
I can't give up so easily.
Thinking that I jerked up from my seat, hovered over that driving masked man and put my hand on steering wheel and rotated it in a random direction.
I couldn't proceed my work as I was yanked backward by that jerk on passenger seat.
I struggled to free my arm.
I was still struggling when I felt a rag covering my nose.
It smelled sweet.
Suddenly I felt weak on my knees.
My vision blurred.
My struggles got weaker.
My hearing capacity got fainter.
I tried my best to collect myself but I wasn't able to.
I felt myself scattering into pieces making me feel light as if I'm away from the effects of gravity, as if I'm in space.
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"Man it was awesome."Umar said under his shallow breath holding the corner of a table with one hand and wiping sweat from his forehead with the other.
"Indeed it was, but winner this time is me." I said looking around my room to realise how much mess we created.
This is what we call man handle.
We fight with each other under the rules we made.
We do this since we were child, adding and subtracting some rules as we grew.
Whoever loose has to clean all the mess we create.
It isn't dangerous fight but yeah sometimes it may causes bleeding from our lips, nose or teeth and blue bruises here and there on our body and sometimes on our jaws which we hide expertly from the world with concealer.
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"Ok dude, I'm gonna bath till than clean the room I need to get up early coz I'm going Haweli early next morning." I said getting up.
" What?!! You are going to meet him."He asked visibly shocked with my decision.
"Why?.... Shouldn't I go to meet him?"I stopped on my way to closet and turned to look at him with arched brows.
"I didn't mean it dude.... it was just you know, Amma doesn't like your idea of visiting him." He mentioned the fact but what can I do, I can't possibly hate that person. He deserves forgiveness.
"Did you inform Amma about your visit." He asked me snapping me out from my thoughts .
"No.... I will do it tomorrow before leaving." I said resuming my walk towards the closet.
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"Khan sahab she is sleeping in her room you assigned her." A woman on her thirties said staring at the ground not meeting his intimidating gaze.
"Sleeping.... are you kidding me?" He roared at that woman, making her tremble visibly.
A man on his late twenties came running towards him when he heard him roaring.
As his gaze fell on that man he asked him in his intimidating voice which can send shiver down through anyone's spine.
"Why is she sleeping Anwer?"
"Khan
sahab ....it's......beca...because.... of the do....dose." He said softly fixing his gaze on his feet.
"Which dose you are talking about?" He again roared.
"Chlo... Chlo.... Chloroform."He with much struggles revealed the word.
"Why?.... I made it very clear that she shouldn't be drugged."His eyes were blood red now.
"It was being ver.... very hard for us to bring her here on her conscious form. She was struggling a lot."He said still his gaze on his feet.
"I want her awake when I come back from the meeting which will take almost three to four hour. Do whatever you can..... otherwise." Saying that he moved towards his BMW.
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