𝐂𝐡.𝟑𝟐 𝐅𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 & 𝐓𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞
THE ECHOS OF SILENT SCREAMS
ðð²ðð«ð ððð¤ð¬ð¡ð¢
It has been almost three months to that incident, now it doesn't effect me as much but it will remain a trauma.
Asher spends most of his time with me whenever he's not working. He takes to different places, malls, restaurants, parks, etc. He really does take good care of me. I love him.
I've grown more expressive towards my feelings for him, and I say I love him a lot after which he never fails to shower me with kisses all over my face and neck.
We are now more comfortable with each other so sometimes things go just a little more than a kiss.
Well I'll not go in details.
â.......~.......â
I'm waiting for him to come as it's quiet late than usual, he should've arrived about half an hour ago but he's still not here.
I called him but he didn't pick up. Well that's unusual even though he's mad at me for burning my hand.
What happened was, I for the second time tried my luck on cooking but it backfired me and I burnt my hand.
And he got mad because he told me not to cook and if I do then be careful but I of course messed up.
I heard the keys jiggling and door opening, I stood up to greet him but he just walked upstairs.
I thought he'll come and have dinner with me and we'll talk but he ate in silence. So I didn't dare to break the ice.
Now it was time for bed, I changed into his shirt and shorts, did my skin care, brushed my hair and was waiting for him to come.
He came out of the closet in a black trousers only, he sleeps half naked, I love it.
I thought he'll atleast crease my head but he just laid down and was using his phone.
Now enough is enough, his behavior is justified but I want him.
I snatched his phone away and looked straight in the eyes,
"Aap hume jitna datna chahte hai dat lein par Humse baat toh kijiye, appki maayusi hume aachi nahi lagti"
(You can scold me as much as you want but talk to me, I don't like your silence)
"Aapse kya baat kare, aap Humari sunti toh ho nahi"
(What do I talk to you, you don't listen to me)
"Hume maaf kar dijiyea, hum fir kabhi aisa kuch nahi karenge, aur dekhiye na ye ghao bhi theek ho hi jayega, thoda sa hai bas"
(Forgive me, I will not do anything like this very again, and see this wound will recover soon, it's small)
"Aapke liye chhota hoga, humare liye nahi. Aur hum aapke tabtak baat nahi karenge jabtak aap ye samajh nahi jati ki ye kitni badi baad hai humare liye"
(For you if might be small, but for me it isn't. And I'll not talk to you until you realize how much it matters to me)
"Theek hai hum aisa kuch nahi karenge, maaf kar dein"
(Okay I'll not do anything like this, forgive me)
He reminded silent.
"Maaf kare dijiyea na"
(Forgive me please)
I kept on repeating my apologies but he paid no attention to them but rather took his phone back and was scrolling though it.
Frustration grew in me, I again snatched his phone away and this time I kept in behind me.
I was so frustrated, how can he ignore me when all I want is him and drowned in that feeling that I just blurted out my feelings,
"Humare liye aap hi payaar hai. Agar aap nahi toh payaar nahi. Aur Agar aap hi Humse khaffa rahenge toh hum kaise jiye, batayea, Chup kyu hai boliye!"
(For me you are love. If you are not here then neither is love. And if you stay upset with me how will I live, tell me, why are you silent, say)
He looked at me wide eyed and suddenly pulled me on top of himself and kissed me.
The kiss was deep but soft and sweet. I was enjoying a lot.
Soon I ran out of breath and tapped his shoulder,
"Aap hume pagal kar doge"
(You'll make me go crazy)
ðð¬ð¡ðð« ðð«ð²ð
The whole day went by in ruining the lives of people who dared to touch my swan. As they have no right to live peacefully after disrupting my love's life.
I leaked all the illegal shit her father did and accused her for, fraud, robbery, cheating, domestic violence, etc.
Then kidnapped him to give him some 'special' treatment.
In the room I and Avyan are here with a almost dead body of my lovely 'father in law"
I splashed some salted water on his wounded face, he jerked up.
"Good morning father in law, did you enjoy your sleep? Oh of course you did, now you must be hungry right? Let's feed you something"
"You bastard, how dare you do this to me huh? And who do you think you are?"
"Syera Bakshi oh no no Syera Asher Arya's future husband and to my unfortunate your son in law" I smiled cockly and took the gun from Avyan.
"You, so you are that girl's lover huh, with whom she ran away. How disgraceful"
I shot his feet.
"I dare you say one more thing about and dream of going out of here alive"
Shot his shoulder.
"She'll just a gold dig-" shot his thigh.
"Seems like you got thick skin, so let me feed you some real delicious food, I've got her for you"
Hold his jaw tightly, making him open his mouth.
I shove the gun in his throat and kept of firing until all the bullets were emptied.
She tried screaming but right after the fist bullet he stopped struggling and gave up.
I let the gun in his throat only and ordered my men to take him to get disposed of him.
Now that we are done with the first asshole, now it's time for the bitch.
Anil Reddy.
Tied in a chair shivering like a damn fish.
"You dared to touch her. Without her permission right? So now face the consequences"
Shot his feet and hands then thighs and shoulders and then his d**k and then lastly his chest.
He's also done.
Her mother kept isolated and is given some serious therapy for her mental health.
That's about it.
Work done. Let's go to may baby.
But I'll have to act tough as she didn't listen to me and tried cooking when I'd clearly told her not no.
It's not that she's a bad cook it's just taht she's clumsy and gets hurt like the last time I saw numerous scratches on her hands.
She never listens to me right?
When I reached home, she tried greeting me,and I being a certified bitch ignored her and went upstairs, o cussed myself for being so cold towards her.
At dinner table she wanted to talk, i can tell by her look, but she didn't spoke a word because i was not meeting her eyes.
Then changing my clothes I laid down and used my phone even though I know she was waiting for me. I really deserve to get smacked by her. But I also want her to learn what not to do.
Then after our little argument, she confessed.
My baby.