Possession by Laila Ali (best authors to read txt) 📕

The bright sun rays illuminated her face. Its sharp light brightened her closed eye lids waking her up from sleep. Her eyes opened slowly and she woke up. She yawned and sat up, streching her arms.

She got out of the blanket, whilst yawning, her brain still not recovered from the sleep. She moved towards the washroom when a jingling sound entered her ears, she took two to three steps more when a sudden tug on her ankle stopped her in middle of the room. Her half opened eyes moved downwards towards her ankle and she saw her ankle tied in chain and. That was then every memory from last night hit her like a truck.

Everything from the start, from that horrible night to last night flashed in her brain and her eyes opened widely as reality hit her. She was in his mansion, in his house. 

And this chain, he had locked her foot, last night.

What? 

Tears brimmed in her eyes. She was chained like an animal. She was caged. Caged by him. 

She moved towards the bed and sat on it. She looked towards her foot again. 

'Is it chained?' she asked herself.

'Am I chained?' she asked again and moved her foot but still she could feel the cold metal clawing at her ankle.

She was in a state of denial. She didn't want to accept that her foot was chained.

She touched the cold metal. She could feel it. It was real. It wasn't any dream.

"No" she whispered, shaking her head, still not accepting that she was confined to her bed.

"No, this is not real" she muttered whilst placing her right foot on the bed and touched the cold metal around her ankle. 

The pads of her fingers could still feel the coldness of the metal.

She abruptly stood up, not believing her eyes and walked again away from the bed when the chain again stopped her in mid tracks.

It was real. All of this.

It was reality. He really had chained her.

She turned around and looked towards the long chain starting from the foot of bed and ending at her ankle. It was like a snake. A snake tightly grasping her ankle.

She begin to tug at the chain and took few more steps but every time she did that a jingling sound flashes in the atmosphere not letting her to take another step.

She still tried to move but all invain. She wanted to free herself. She felt like her foot was burning. She felt suffocated. She felt her breath getting short. She couldn't breathe.

She again moved but the chain stopped her. A sob escaped her lips. 

"Its not true!" she whispered, a lone tear escaping her eye.

"Its not true!" she cried out.

"This is not reality!" she sobbed.

"This is not the truth!" she hiccupped.

"FREE ME! AH! FREE ME! LET ME FREE!" she screamed and then her whole body begin to shake with sobs.

She cried and cried trying to relieve all the pain from her heart but nothing helped. She felt suffocated, claustrophobic, caged, strangled, as if someone is smothering her.

She wish she could just die and get out of this life filled with humiliation. His words were coming true, his warning were now turning into a reality. 

He had forewarned her numerous time that if in any case she tried to betray him, he will make her state miserable, she will wish to die but death could not reach him. He was true to his words. She felt like dying and getting free from everything at once.

Her shoulders slumped down and she felt tired due to immense crying, then she stopped and cleared her tears vigorously. She took a deep breath and drank the glass of water placed on her side table.

 She has to be strong, sh-

Strong. 

What does being strong means? How someone can be strong?

Does being strong means standing up for oneself and raising their voice? Does this mean, being strong?

She never knew what was being strong. For years, Shoaib has harassed her but she couldn't raise the voice. She didn't know the reason why?

She used to be a very lively girl, a happy camper but after that incident she felt so low of her. She hated herself. She felt used. At times, she tried to reveal this secret to her parents, but she couldn't.

Numerous thoughts always had consumed her mind, which had made her nervous. What will people think of her? That she has seduced a man? She had a vague idea people always believe men, they won't consider the girl's point of view and impose heinous accusations on her.

Her lips were zipped. She never had enough courage to reveal this matter infront of her family nor friends and not even Daniyal.

Daniyal, the love of her life, the only man which she trusts blindly and completely. His present condition was making her worried. She was so anxious about him. And what he is going through.

That night Irtaza had spared his life but she was clueless what he is making him go through. This thought alone was making her depressed and end her life.

She was just surviving not living. Surviving for the days of her life to come to an end. If she couldn't unite with Daniyal, there was no point of living anymore.  

A knock on the door got her out of her thoughts and a maid entered inside with some clothes and a key.

"Good morning ma'am" she greeted.

"Good morning" she replied in her low throaty voice. She tried to cover her face with her hair so the maid couldn't see her bruised and blotched face. 

But what was the purpose of it? She can already see the chain. She could see her vulnerable state. Her terrible condition was still evident to her eyes.

"Ma'am these are your clothes. You have 15 minutes, sir is waiting for you at the breakfast table" she announced and placed the clothes on the bed before bending down and unlocking her ankle out of the cuff. And after that she left the room.

She was more like a robot, following his every command.