Under his gaze (his forced bride) by Olivia Jessie (the giving tree read aloud txt) 📕

The sound of something breaking awoke me. i stood up and walked towards his room. he was standing in front of the closet and looking at my makeup products. one he heard me coming ,he turned his face towards me. and then threw my lipsticks in the dustbin. i looked at him all shocked. then i glanced towards the table my every product was vanished. 

"you don't need these sluttish things in my house. just bindi and sindoor is enough. " he finally threw my creams in the dustbin .  i tricked my mind in thinking normal . i don't have to worry about them . 

" what will you want in lunch?" i asked him. he looked at me. and raised a brow " anything without a whole chilly in it."  he made me remember the incident. i  nodded and walked downstairs. i heard another room's door slammed closed.  it was only 12 :30 pm  but still i will start with  the lunch.  the pain is unbearable but who cares about me. i haven't eaten since last night. 

i went with easy dish and prepared aloo gobi and chapatis.  i walked upstairs and knocked at the door. he opened it slowly." lunch is ready." i said.

"okay. i am coming. leave" he closed the door again. i couldn't see anything inside the room.

i laid the table and after 10 minutes he joined. he ate silently. " how's it?" i asked

" fine" without looking up he replied.  after i gave him a glass of water he said " don't disturb me again ". i nodded.  he went again in that room and locked it. i thanked god for this. at least he isn't here when i will be eating. 

i ate 3 chapatis and finally some energy flew in my veins.  i took all the utensils to the sink and washed them. After finishing my kitchen work , i went to the drawing room but all of sudden i felt my stomach muscles clenched . And i knew it was my periods. but they are early . maybe due to stress and fear.

i ran to the bedroom and opened the closet . but i remembered  that i didn't put any sanitary napkins in it. i even checked the bag again all the pockets but no. they forgot! my mother and sister and forgot to pack some sanitary napkins when it was their duty .  

i have to ask him. i don't have any option other than that . this thing can't be controlled.  i walked slowly to his room and knocked. i heard a loud scratching  of chair and heavy footsteps approaching me. he opened the door with a lot of force"WHAT??" He shouted.

" i need sanitary pads. " i said looking at the floor.

" don't you have any? i mean are you a kid? " he asked angrily. what's his problem??  

"please i am sorry.  " i said.

" whatever. but i am not free for 3 hours. wait  till then" he turned towards the door.

' please. stop" he stopped and closed his eyes"WHAT ? I TOLD YOU ALREADY" He shouted.

"okay , then i will go . please open the door" i looked in his eyes. he frowned and all of sudden grabbed my chin tightly." you wanna go .  you.. " he looked around " you must be feeling bored here. you wanna go out to enjoy ,to make friends."  i walked away but he came at my level again.

"please. it's not like that.  i am sorry. i need them . please . i will do anything you want" i cried and he let go of my chin.

" you sure?" he asked 

"yes." i replied.

" fine. i will bring them . " he went downstairs and unlocked the door . when i heard the door locking finally i exhaled some breath. is he a psycho? i think he is. i peeped in the open door and saw it has many books. i went in . the room was filled with charts of human respiratory system , circulatory system and many more. the books were bulgy . i found an ID card hanging on a stand. it read:

Dr. Anvay kaushik

MD : 2 year

he is a doctor? the photo above is his. i looked at a time table on the wall . his exams were 4 months away.  i found a laptop on the table, it was unlocked. what if i later  don't get time . so  i searched with shaky fingers ." Traits of a psychopath husband." .  and the list opened :

1) disregarding the human rights of others.

2)unable to distinguish between right or wrong

3)wants to control the other persons

All the signs are matching. but as i was scrolling for more ,i heard the door unlocking. i removed the web page and ran out of there to the adjoining bedroom. After some time he came inside the room with like 20 packets of pads. 

"here. " he threw them on the bed. "arrange them properly." i just nodded. he went again in that room . i took out one of the pad and rushed to the bathroom. After that i placed them properly in the empty space of my locker. 

But i heard his angry footsteps approaching me . " come here , you whore!" he held my hair in his hand. 

" you wanna know traits of a psychopath husband?  right?  let me  tell you this. " he slapped me twice on my right cheek and twice on left . it felt like my face was burning .

he dragged me into another room and threw me in there. there was no light , no air .  i screamed for help but he closed the door on my face.  " i am sorry.. i am sorry.."  i  cried covering my face. 

After sometime i laid on the floor . and cried myself to sleep. but the light coming from the opened door made me open my eyes. he was standing there. looking at me .

"come here." i stood up. 

"i am sorry" i said . " ya you should be."  he replied bitterly. " so you are on your periods? " he asked looking at my stomach. i nodded. " fine . On your knees." he ordered . i looked at him .

" on. your . knees. i won't repeat" i did as told . he unzipped his trousers and moved in front of my mouth. i walked away. " you said you will do anything." he said

"sorry . i can't " he doesn't have any shame .

" come here and perform your duty otherwise i have to use other ways." i looked at his fist balled up. he grabbed my hair and made me sit on my knees." if you will do it properly, i will allow you to talk to your family." i looked up at him. he nodded.  yes and then i will tell my siblings and mother about you.