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09|Scarred

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"M-MUMMAA, STOP....... You forgot me stop please." Shouted the 2 year old running behind the car.

"Mumma, मुझे दर्द हो रहा है, please रुक जाओ" Her little feets running as fast as they can.

["Mumma, I am in pain, please stop"]

"BHAI, I'm scared please tell her to Stop please."

"Ahhh," A sharp pain shot through her small body as her legs gave out and she fell on the road where she was running trying to reach the car which never stopped for her.

"B-Bhaiya, मुझे दर्द हो रहा है" She shouted as sobs shook her little body, she clutched her little feets which were crimson red now.

["B-Bhaiya, I am in pain"]

She's managed to get them scrapped from continuously running behind the car.

Her eyes darted around finding strangers surrounding her.

She pulled her knees up to her chest hugging them.

"Beta are you okay?" One older man asked her.

"मुझे मेरी m-mumma चाहिए"she whispered crying.

["I want my m-mumma"]

The men knelt down in front of her she flinched backing away instinctively.

"P-Please stay away."

"Baccha let me look at your feet they're bleeding."

Baccha the name her brother calls her with.

"BHAI"

In the car

"Mumma stop the car." Said the eleven year old.

"This is for the best."

"It's not, you can't just leave her there like that she's my sister stop the car I'm going to take her back."

"No"

___

I woke up with a sharp pain in my head, after freshening up I came down.

And saw everyone busy with, marriage related works my eyes wandered around the living room searching for Vanya but she was no where to be found.

"Where is she?" I muttered under my breath.

"She's sleeping." Came a voice from behind, startling me.

"Esha.." I frowned.

"Sleeping? Till now?" As far as I know Vanya is an early riser then why??

"Hmm, last night she was busy taking care of you." Then it hit me she was there the whole time God, I ruined her sleeping schedule, even if it was unintentional.

My eyes widening as the realisation hit me God I pushed her, how can I hurt her even if it was unintentional I-I need to apologize to her with one last look around me making sure no one's attention was on me I went to Vanya's room. I knocked no sound came from inside.

I knocked again and twisted the knob slightly.

The door wasn't locked.

I got in, and there she was my sleeping beauty I closed the door behind me and went and sat besides her sleeping form brushing her hair away from her face.

"बहोत परेशान किया न मैने आपको?" I whispered to her sleeping form.

["I troubled you a lot,right?"]

"I'm sorry" Just then her phone buzzed, it was an unknown number I know it's wrong but not wanting to disturb her I picked the call.

"Hello??"

"Who's this and where's Vanya?" Came a male voice from the other side of the phone.

"She's busy." I replied coldly.

I don't know where my decipline and critical thinking disappears when it involves her.

"Who are you?" He asked.

"Non of your business." I said and hung up.

What the hell is wrong with me? Why am I behaving like a teenager with crush.

GOD

Her phone buzzed again, the screen lit up with a notification it was from Grayson, I hate this guy so much always clinging to my little demon I was about to turn off the phone and put it aside but the text drew my attention.

"Mr. Davis is in India he wants to meet you."

Wait Davis? I looked at Vanya still peacefully asleep then back at the screen.

"James Davis?" I whispered under my breath then quickly shook my head as if the thought was the most absurd one I got in decades, I locked the phone put it back at night stand looked at Vanya and kissed her forehead and left the room silently.

I was scrolling through my phone when. "Vihaan" Mehek's voice pulled me out of my thoughts, fuck now I've to deal with her, I turned back to look at her.

"What?" I asked coldly, my eyes devoid of any warmth.

"She wants to go to shopping with you." Said my mother coming towards me.

"I'm busy" I said and left for my room without looking back even for once.

___

Breakfast Table

I sat with Vihaan's family for breakfast I had a conversation with Vihaan's father Rajveer uncle about the phase two of my plan already in the morning when I left Vihaan's room after making sure he's fine and was going to my room, we both know what games we're playing and to be honest I'm not at all scared not at all no that's not me but I'm worried because even if a single thing goes wrong then Vihaan will also have to go through the consequences and that's the only thing I'm scared off.

"So I think it's time I announce about my marriage arrangement with Aarav to the media." I said and looked up to see Vihaan who was sitting on the chair in front of me,frozen and starring at me I quickly diverted my gaze from his because I couldn't bear to see the devastating look he had in his eyes.

"W-Why so soon, I mean you guys still have time." Said Mehek.

"It's the correct time" I said looking at her then turned my attention to Aarav.

"What do you think?" I asked him.

"Vihaan? You haven't eaten anything." His mother said and I turned my eyes to Vihaan.

"I-I'm not hungry." He said, looking everywhere but me and then went upstairs.

God I gotta pay for this one.

"Fine if that's what you want." Said Aarav.

"I'll tell Grayson to make the arrangements." With that I turned my attention back at my food to be honest I've lost my appetite too and how can I eat when Vihaan is starving just because of me.

"Aunty I'm done, I'll be in my room if you need me." I said to his mother and went upstairs to my room.

I turned on my phone to call Grayson only to see his text.

I called him, he picked up at the first ring.

"Hello lover girl."

"Cut the crap Grayson." I said coldly.

"Make arrangements for the press conference I'm going to announce my Marriage with Aarav." I said not giving him a chance to reply.

"Fine and....." He replied.

This bitch knows me so well.

"And about Davis tell him to wait I'll tell him when I want to meet him." With that I hung up.

"Cancel the press conference." Came a text from that same number.

Not now when I'm dealing with so much.

"And why should I listen to you?" I texted back.

"Because you're mine." Came another text.

God this is so annoying.

"Go to hell." I texted back and locked my phone and stood by the long window of my room hoping to clear my mind by getting some fresh air.

But how am I supposed to act normal when my Vihaan is hurting.

God I would kill that women I swear one's I get all the proofs and then I can live peacefully with Vihaan.

My mind replayed last night that picture on Vihaan's nightstand, I've never planned to put Vihaan in a situation where he has to choose but here we are again.

A bitter chuckle escaped me.

"Why did you do this with me Maa?" I whispered to no one.

Tears stinging my eyes but I refused to let them fall.

No I can't be weak when I'm this much close to taking my revenge.

Fucking hell, I don't want to do this, but then I think about that little girl they killed, they stole her innocence.

I can't betray her.

And I even know that Vihaan may starts hating me after getting to know about my intentions but I can't really can't help.

I had already made a promise to that little girl that I'll give her justice, I'll punish her tormentors and if Vihaan tries to intervene then he will suffer as well, which of course I don't want but there's no way I'm breaking my promise to that little girl.

___

Punch

Punch

Punch

How can I, I don't know what got into me that......

How can I hurt the only person I've ever loved??

Punch

I looked at my bloodied fist, before it collided with the wall again.

This pain was nothing in front of the pain I made her go through last night, even if it was unintentional, I'm a soldier I should've control over my emotions it's all my fault, I looked at my fist again, my lips curving into a smirk, I'll apologize to her later but at least now I've a matching wound just like her's.

My phone which was on the bed, buzzed after taking a look at the caller I'd I picked it up.

"What's the status?" The cold voice asked.

"They're going to announce their marriage to the media today." I answered swallowing the lump forming in my throat.

"You know what to do next right?"

"Yes sir."

"Look Vihaan this is a really important task we can't afford even any slightest of slip ups."

"Understood sir."

Then the line went dead......


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