Possession by Laila Ali (best authors to read txt) π
Out of fear she was not even able to raise her head and kept her eyes casted down.
He lifted her head up with his forefinger, underneath her chin and stared directly into her mesmerizing hazel eyes.
"Understood?"
"Yy....ye..ss" she croaked out. Her eyes were widened with fear and hands were fisting the bedsheet. Her cheeks were imprinted with red finger marks.
"Good. Now take of your clothes and fulfill your duty" he ordered.
She only pleaded him with her eyes. She was FINISHED!
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"Daniyal! Daniyal! Where are you?! Daniyal!" I was screaming continuously, my throat was hurting because of the shouting but still he wasn't answering to me. It was the same place where Irtaza had forcefully married to me. I cannot see Daniyal but I knew he's here around me. My heart is telling me this.
My head moved towards my wrists. They were tied with the arms of the chair. Then I realized my state. I was sitting on the chair and my limbs were locked to it.
"Daniyal!" I shouted again.
But I dont understand why I am calling Daniyal?
I dont need a reason to call him. My heart was forcing me to scream his name.Β
By the dryness and stickiness of my throat I can figure it out I haven't gulped water for a while and I had been screaming for last few hours.
"Daniyal!" I again screamed with my all might and them my all energy suddenly drains. I felt weak. My throat suddenly constricted and my heart begin to beat fast. My breathing becomes fast and rapid. My subconscious warned me of something bad coming up. My sixth sense was alarming me on and on that something bad is going to happen. My gut feeling was telling me that Daniyal was in danger.
Out of nowhere the room begin to turn dark and cold. I breathed heavily. I tried to wriggle against the ropes which held me in place but all invain. The ropes had tightly bound me.
Everything was turning darker. I couldn't seem to breath. I felt that I was screaming loudly, with all the energy inside me but I was not able to hear my own voice, clearly. I could hear someone scream, 'Daniyal! Daniyal!' and I knew that's my voice but it was coming from somewhere far. Too far. This voice was mine, my lips were moving, I was screaming.Β
My head begin to feel dizzy, my eyes begin to close and a faint scene lingered infront of my eyes before I could faint completely.
Irtaza was standing there holding a gun. His head hung down but I could see his face. His face was void of any emotion. His grey iris were dark, completely dark, gawking someone intensely. My eyes walked towards his hands, they were holding a gun. His gun was pointing towards Daniyal, who was laying dead on the floor. He had a bullet in his head, his eyes were opened and looking towards me.
He was dead! Daniyal was dead!
Her eyes opened and she abruptly sat up, breathing heavily.. Her collarbones and neck was shining with sweat. Her whole body was drenched in sweat. She was breathing unevenly. She was taking long deep breaths. Her heart was beating fast and unevenly. Her lips were dry and cracky. Her hands were trembling, Her eyes moved towards her wrists, she felt as if they were still roped but she found them unrestrained.
Daniyal's dead body suddenly came infront of her eyes making her heart drop.
"Daniyal, how will I save you?" she whispered.
She was afraid that this dream might come true. Haseeb's voice lingered in her mind making her mouth dry.
'Irtaza bhai will kill him'
"Its just a dream Zahra. Relax. Its just a dream" she whispered, trying to assure herself, before any negative thought occupies her mind.
She felt extremely thirsty. Her throat and mouth was parched and dry.
Her hands moved towards the jug of water at the nightstand but it was empty.Β
She got up and picked the jug, grabbing her dupatta, she opened the door and headed towards the kitchen.
It was the most horrible dream of her life. The numbness and darkness of Irtaza's eye was still making her shiver, and the dead hollow eyes of Daniyal was making her cry. Her desperate screaming begin to play in her ears making her depressed. She was still living in the dream. She tried to shrug it off, taking a deep breath and focus on something else.
The haveli was dark as the lights were turned off. The sun was about to rise so the whole atmosphere was resonating with the peaceful sound ofΒ azaan,Β which calmed her hysterical nerves down.
On reaching the kitchen, she placed the jug on the shelf and turned on the light, she turned around and suddenly her eyes widened. In a flash she abruptly turned the lights off running outside the kitchen.
She must have taken a step when suddenly someone grabbed her arm and pulled her body against his chest.
"Should we continue from where we left?" He whispered near her ear.
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