《Unrequited Love》20.
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I looked down at my hands trying my best to compose myself, keeping my eyes down on the floor l slowly turned around to see who it was.
As I looked up to face the person and to my luck it was Feroze bhai, but how? I thought. His car is parked in the garage, maybe he's up in his room then.
"As-salamu alaykum lala" I said looking up at him with a smile as he came, giving me a side hug with a kiss on my forehead.
"walekum assalam, how was college?" He asked.
"It's going great lala, is everything alright? I mean is there something you need?" I asked confusingly.
"Why can't I come here to see my precious sister?" He said teasingly, raising his eyebrows at me.
"No lala, I didn't mean that. I was just asking" I tried to explain.
"It's alright" he said laughing out loud to himself.
"Acha (okay) I'll get you something to drink then" I said as Maria aunty walked in but he completely denied it.
"I don't have much time. I was just here to say goodbye. I'll be leaving for England for two weeks. I'm trying to transfer over here so I don't have to go back and forth for work. I finally will be able to work here now" he finished explaining.
"Oh that wonderful, you'll finally be here with us. What about Alizey bhabi and Rayan? Are they going with you?" I asked.
"No they won't be. It's just for two weeks" he exclaimed.
"Oh acha (okay)" I said, nodding my head as he hugged me once again with a kiss on my forehead.
"I'm running late now so I'll be leaving" he said walking away as I waved him goodbye.
I quickly turned towards Maria asking her if the monster is home or not and I was beyond ecstatic that he wasn't.
Apparently he had left with one of his friends for the night, which explains why his car was here then.
I asked Maria aunty if I could make my dinner by myself tonight as I felt like making some Peshawari chapli kebabs for myself before the monster gets home; so once I'm done, I can just lock myself up in my room again.
Of course she said I can make them as long as I teach her the recipe also jokingly but I had no problem with it. She and Bella willingly even helped me out making them.
They were overwhelmed with the taste and how juicy they were. Especially when they would drizzle some lemon on it saying that this has to be the best kebabs they ever had.
I mean all the credit goes to Ami for her amazing recipes I thought. She sure does have some magic in her cooking.
"My stomach looks like a two month pregnant lady's belly, all thanks to you Zara!" said Bella mockingly.
I rolled my eyes and laughed at her for whining about getting fat now. I mean I never told her to eat four or five kebabs all at once.
I tried to help them clean up the kitchen but they wouldn't let me, so I headed up to my room for the night.
I sat in my room trying to finish up homework for one of my classes and finally I'm done after spending the last three hours trying to figure out the questions on the last page.
I stayed up late tonight trying to finish up some of my work before the due date so I'd have more time to study later on in the week.
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I don't have college until the upcoming Tuesday, which means I'll be home for four days; I can stay up late tonight to study.
I'll have to make sure I come out of my room whenever he's at work or anywhere. I don't want to face him as only Allah knows what he has in store for me.
Half an hour later into my studying, I stopped for a few minutes to grab a cup of water but there wasn't any left in my jug.
This means I would have to go down to the kitchen to fill it up as I don't want to disturb Maria aunty or Bella.
I looked over at the clock hung up on the wall which read one thirty-two. It's really late but I really want some water to quench my thirst I thought.
I grabbed the jug and ran towards my slippers and headed out. I need to make this quick, I know I'm really scared to be up this late roaming around the house in the dark.
Once out of my room I looked around at the darkness surrounding me which gave me goosebumps.
I instantly recalled the haunted stories that Azaan bhai would tell me to scare me, which reminded me of ghosts. GHOST! ....Ugh I wined.
That instantly made me change my mind in seconds. I guess I should just stay back rather than coming face to face with one of my biggest fears.
But then again I really want some water. Shit what should I do? I asked myself, searching my head.
I guess I'll have to face it then. I have no other choice.
"Ya Allah please help" I did a small prayer and recited Ayatul Kursi (Quran recitation) to lessen my fear a little.
Taking deep breaths I ran down the stairs and into the kitchen filling the jug with water. Once I was all done I placed the cap back down on the jug and ran back up the stairs.
I had almost reached the top of the stairs when I felt someone almost snatching my dupatta off me.
I grabbed it with my right hand before it could fall down to the floor, holding the jug in the other.
Oh my god who or what is this? I hope it's not what I think it is, I thought as I started reciting surahs at the top of my lungs, holding on to my dupatta (scarf) and jug even tighter.
I instantly regretted the idea of coming down here, why couldn't I have waited until tomorrow and Maria aunty or Bella would've gotten me it.
Not wanting to look back at whatever that was, I grabbed the end of my dupatta, holding on to the jug full of water tightly and attempted to make a run for it.
But my attempt went in vain as whatever was holding on to my dupatta (scarf) did not let go, which caused my dupatta (scarf) to scratch my neck and it burnt like hell.
I was rubbing my neck to sooth down the burning sensation when I was grabbed by my upper arm facing me towards them.
Before I could collect myself they slapped me right across my left cheek causing the glass jug to fall from my grasp making a loud shattering noise with the water splashing everywhere near the stairs.
I held on to my left cheek looking back at the person who was responsible for this and it was none other than my monster of a husband Haider.
One look at him I could tell that he was pissed. His eyes were burning with rage and anger like he was about to burst any second.
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But there was something off about him again. He was drunk, again. Just like last time I recalled.
No, no, no. I can't let him do anything to me again. He's not in his senses. I tried as best as I could to hold down on my tears. So I immediately thought about running back into my room.
It's better than to let him do something to me that I don't want. Leaving my dupatta (scarf) as he was still holding it as tightly as ever I attempted to run again but stepped on a piece of glass.
"Ouch" I groaned looking back at him. He stood there just staring at me like a creep. I tried to leave again but he grabbed me by my waist this time.
"You fucking dared to disobey me, and that too twice!" He roared into my face. I kept my eyes closed as I didn't want to look into his fearful eyes full of anger for me.
He threw me back onto the floor full of glass causing it to pierce through my skin all around my body.
"Aaahhhh" I screamed out in agony as tears streamed down my face that instant. I tried getting up but could because of the pain.
The blood was visible through my clothes as there were marks all around them. I tried to remove some by picking them out with my bare fingers but I'll only end up hurting myself even more.
As the glass still pierced through my skin, I tried my best to slither towards his feet. Once I was near him, I looked up trying to see if he felt any sort of pity towards me.
I held him by his leg begging him to stop but he paid no head. Instead this time he grabbed me by my hair dragging me up to face him.
"I-Im... I'm s-s-sorry please ...le-let me g-go" I tried to speak, begging him to have some mercy and leave me.
"I-I'll listen t-to what....w-whatever you say. Please H-Haider p-please" I bawled even more.
"You should've thought about that before. Now there's no going back" he said, dragging me towards his room.
I tried as best as I could to push him away but I couldn't. He was much stronger than me and held a firm hold on my arm.
"Leave... l-let me go. Please... I said I'm sorry, t-this won't happen again p-please" I grabbed on to the stair railing as hard as I could.
"I know it'll never happen again, but I need to teach you a good lesson on daring to disobey me" he said furiously this time.
Removing my arms off the railing he picked me up in his arms and carried me towards his bedroom, while I did try to get him to leave me but I couldn't.
When we reached his bedroom, he threw me onto the bed, locking the door to his dark room which had all the lights off. I got off the bed running towards the bathroom door where the little amount of light was coming from, but was dragged back to the bed in seconds before I was able to reach the frame of the door.
"H-Haider please, p-please let m-me go" I begged, trying to get him to stop whatever he was thinking of doing to me tonight.
He sits on the sofa near the table full of different kinds of alcoholic drinks. Grabbing one of the bottles he poured himself a glass drinking it, I felt disgusted just by sitting in the same room as him.
The person across from me was someone I had never seen before. Much more different than the last time he tried to force himself upon me.
His expression was a grim, ruthless façade. An atmosphere that is both frightening and scary surrounds Haider.
When I looked into his black irises, I saw nothing other than empty abyss. The sight of such dark deep holes caused me to get goosebumps.
A sheer and utter horror erupted within my chest, cold shivers rushed down my body and goosebumps flooded through my arms.
"Weird right?" He asked, sipping on his drink now and then with a smirk, I looked at him confusingly not understanding what he meant.
"We were in the exact same situation on our wedding night, right?" He asked, reminding me of that horrible night again.
That dreadful night I thought as flashbacks of that night reappeared through my eyes. I didn't say anything except cried as more tears streamed down my face.
With a shaking body I got off the bed and onto the floor kneeling down in front of him near the table. I asked for forgiveness and hoped that he would let me go. But he seemed to be too focused on his drinks now.
I cleared my voice trying to speak as clearly as possible and being careful not to get him mad at me for any reasons.
"Im sorry, I-I won't try to hide again. I promise. I was j-just scared, scared that you would try to do something that I didn't want" I tried to explain.
"H-Haider please don't ruin my life, I never wished for any of this. Please try to understand. i'll do whatever you ask for but please don't ruin my future for me" I begged sobbing keeping my head down.
The sudden sound of glass shattering on the floor had me stop weeping, looking up and facing him that instant as he walked towards me.
When I watched him step nearer, I took a deep breath and swallowed hard. This was not the Haider I was used to seeing.
Instead, it was someone different, someone who was extremely dangerous and also had sinister intentions. I could just tell by the way he's looking at me right now.
Once he stood right in front of me, I looked him right in the eyes as he did the same. He looked me in the eyes; and then His dark irises traveled all throughout my body. He bent down near me, close enough for our breaths to collide.
"You said that you'll do as I say? Huh?" He asked, pushing the small strand of hair off my face for a better view. I nodded my head up and down indicating a yes while he smiled getting up.
He unbuttoned the hem of his white striped shirt. I was completely taken aback. What exactly was he up to? He can't be freaking serious I thought.
After everything we talked about too, I gasped. My heartbeat began to beat faster as he unbuttoned each button one by one.
I took a deep breath and swallowed. I noticed that his jaw was tight and his hands were formed into fists beside his body. This was the first time I'd ever seen him like this.
He had a very distinct stare than I had anticipated. I couldn't see it at first, however after a deeper look, I noticed everything. He was enraged, as his posture mirrored it.
Then also, there's something else. lust, the need, as well as a raging attraction. They were all directing their attention towards me. When his gaze focused onto me, they were all too frightening as well as deep.
Once we were fully naked from the top he bent down grabbing me by my hair once again. Facing me towards him.
I started hitting him on his chest with my fists to move away but he would pull harder at my hair which caused much more pain to me.
"Now listen. Tonight we'll have our wedding night once again, like I told you. You agreed anyways" he said wickedly.
"You know.....that was a wise decision you made or else I thought it would've had to be more harsher. I was thinking of stopping you from attending college" he said into my face which caused more break down again.
"Now that we're on the same page just do what I say and you'll be free to do whatever, as I need to fulfill my parents wishes okay" he exclaimed, throwing me onto the bed once again.
"And this time no one is here to save you from my wrath, not even your damn brothers" he growled.
I lay motionless under his menacing gaze. I started to feel chills shoot throughout my body, however I was completely paralyzed by fright.
My mind urged me to jump to my feet and run again, just like the last time, however my body just stayed there completely frozen.
As he came closer towards me that's when I attempted to move and run for my life, but he was quick and grabbed me by my hair.
"Ahhhhh" I shrieked in pain, holding on to my head. I started struggling against his grip. I can't let him do what he wants, this is my life. I know I had to get away from Haider right away.
He wasn't himself. His desire and rage was evident; and he wasn't going to let go that easily too. But I wasn't going to stop either. I need to keep fighting. I won't let him win.
His grip tightened around my hair as he got on to the bed beside me. He threw me onto the pillow.
I tried biting him on his arm but instead he slapped me right across my left cheek, causing me to whimper as I felt the burning impact.
He came towards me gripping both of my arms placing them right above my head. keeping a firm grip around my forearms he grabbed his tie from the side table and tied both my arms above my head
He had his legs around my waist and my arms on top of my head; Within seconds He was on top of me.
"For Allah's sake please stop" I screeched at him but he didn't care as he was too engrossed in getting what he wanted.
"Leave me!" I cried out screaming. I continued to struggle as my body squirmed against his, but he struck at me once more to shut me up.
"Shut the fuck up" he said grabbing onto my throat.I tried to push him off me as best as I could but it seemed impossible.
He grabbed onto my kameez (shirt) and in seconds he ripped it off into shreds. He then tore my shalwar off into pieces.
Now I lay there completely, half naked in my undergarments for him to feast on. What has my life come to.
"Do you have any idea how pissed off I am at you for the past two stunts you pulled?....you thinking hiding away from me will stop me from doing any of this, huh?" He roared at me.
I was far more terrified when I saw his hatred and outrage in his sight. I broke into tears softly and wailed, but I'm too exhausted and lacked the power to do so. I averted my gaze from his, not wanting to see him in the eyes once more.
"I need to teach you a good lesson. I warned you about this before but you chose not to listen, so endure this torment" he sneered as my face was stung by his nasty breath because of all the intoxicating alcohol.
I was startled and had no chance to react when his lips pressed against mine as he started kissing me hard. I could taste and smell the stench of the booze he'd drunk just a few moments before. I was horrified and disgusted with myself.
I fought hard, kicking and thrashing, but it felt like my struggles were still worthless. He groaned in agony as I bit him hard, however he didn't seem to stop.
"Stop fucking moving" he screamed at me as tears well up in my eyes and kept trying to move away. I watched Haider climb up on his feet and discard his trousers and briefs, tossing them aside, through my hooded eyes.
I started whimpering while I struggled against all the discomfort. Yet, I halted in fear and despair as immediately when I noticed my thighs being pulled apart.
He can't, I thought. He can't do this to me. Because once his lips moved to mine, I was in sheer panic.
"H-Haider... please. Chod do mujhe (leave me), p-please" I begged him not to go any further.
His hands were already on my breast, and his kisses trailed down from my lips to the back of my neck. I knew now he was for sure not going to stop.
I tried as best as I could to move from this monster but I couldn't. My arms were tied too tight that by now they were in so much pain.
My heart was racing inside my chest, as fear started crawling up the back of my neck. His touches against my flesh simply left me feeling far more humiliated and sickened.
He stopped kissing me and glared at me for a few seconds when I thought he probably was going to stop but he totally did the opposite.
His claws yanked my bra off my body, shredding it including my underwear. I lay there naked, but as I yelled more, my screams remained unnoticed.
"STOP, ....PLEASE. H-HAIDER PLEASE STOP, STOP, STOP! Please" I screamed as loud as I can, for him to stop, pushing him away with my legs.
He came near me once again, squeezing my breasts as hard as possible. His lips met instantly with my left nipple, biting it as hard as possible as I screamed more in pain.
"STOP! ...please, mat Karo (don't do this)" I cried as my legs thrashed there in the air trying to get him off of myself. But I couldn't because he was far too powerful. My wrists struggled to free themselves from the tight grip over my head so that I could shove him away as quickly as possible.
I'm about to be raped, and there's nothing I can really do about it right now. I couldn't help but grieve, but it had no influence on him in any sort of way.
I can't believe that Abu really thought of this man as a husband for me. He's an animal, a monster. He's set on ruining me and my future. I'm stuck now, ya Allah please madad Kar (oh god please help) I thought.
He placed his hands on my legs spreading them apart once again and this is when my pulses flooded with adrenaline as I regained my energy again. I screamed and kicked again as he held my legs tight apart.
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