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Running away from him...

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I served him the dinner. He was busy with his phone all the time. And i could feel my legs shaking due to period pain. After what seemed like eternity, he stood up and went to his room. i ate my food. After arranging the kitchen , i sat in the balcony. the entire place was quiet. and it was raining . i wanted to run from this house and man. i don't want to see his face.

I should have run off before the wedding. and many thoughts engulfed my mind until i drifted to sleep.

" WAKE UP!" i heard him shouting. i quickly stood up. he held my hand and threw me in the living room. i looked at him horrified. he grabbed the back of my head.

" who told you to sleep out there? you want to get some attention. don't you?" i watched him with confusion.

" b. b. but there was no one there. and i am sorry i didn't mean to sleep there." i started crying. how can i be so weak?

" oh. so. i am making things now. " he unlocked his phone and brought the screen closer to my eyes." READ!"

i read it. it was message from someone named Dhruv.

Dhruv- Who's that sleeping in your balcony? and don't say that she is your wife. You didn't tell me Dr. , i am your friend... and i am coming over for lunch tomorrow!!

i stared at the ground. " what? you are happy. right. " he held my chin and made me look into his eyes. " sleep in the kitchen tonight. " and he slapped me before turning to the stairs.

What is wrong with him? i rubbed my cheek. i went to the kitchen. but an inner voice called me not to sleep here. i don't deserve this . i am not a weak girl. what if my parents don't want me? i want myself. and that's enough. i will go and ask him about his abusive attitude towards me.

I knocked twice on the door. he angrily opened it.

"can't you sleep there? just go away. " he was going to close the door but i held the knob.

" we need to talk." i said looking straight into his eyes. he raised a brow.

"no. we don't" he replied.

" why? why are you doing this? don't you like me? if not, then tell me. i will try to do my best. is there anything you want to say? please talk to me normally. what's my fault?" i blinked rapidly to control my tears.

" What the fuck is your problem? i don't want to talk about anything. i have my work , and let me do this. do your work. this is my normal self. be habitual with this." he declared.

" No. this is not how normal couples live. i can't take this anymore. this is all so insane." the tears finally escaped my eyes.

" then what? what do you want? huh?" he came closer to me. clenching his teeth.

" i want to leave." a sharp pain spread across my cheek. i looked at him. he grabbed my arm and threw me on the floor. he sat down and held my head . he kept on hitting it on the floor until i pleaded him to stop.

" SHE WANTS TO LEAVE.. " He shouted so loudly , i flinched . " SO THAT THEY CAN LAUGH AT ME.. LAUGH AT MY PRIDE .." He paced around the room." NO. NO. NEVER! " he looked at me. " DO YOU STILL WANT TO LEAVE? " I shook my head in no " BE LIKE THAT. THEN" he went in and closed the door.

i stood up. my head was spinning . i wiped my tears. and walked to the living room. he is not normal . he is insane. but i have no one. no one to talk and share. no phone, no friend and no family.

I searched for a way to escape . the door was unlocked! i put my slippers on. the rain has stopped now. i quickly went out. and slowly closed the door. first of all , i walked, but then i was a little away from the house , i ran .

i kept on running. but soon there was marketplace . and it was crowded. people were busy with their lives. i calmed myself . and started to walk normally. I don't know about this area much . where is the bus stop? or a railway station? Although i was a little worried but still i felt a sense proud on my action . i searched for a place to sit for a while , as it has started raining again.

Then one of restaurant caught my attention. 24*7 open. it read. i ran to the door and walked in. there were not so much people there. i took a last seat in the corner. and put my head down on the table. how can i end in such a situation? no money and no support..

" Mam?" i looked up and watched a young waiter with a menu. GOD! i don't have a single penny.

" what would you like?" he asked . why would they let me stay here if i tell them the truth.

" water.." i said . " it is free?" i asked. i want to die of shame. he looked at me confused . but his eyes were concentrating on my left cheek. " yes. mam" he smiled at me.

" i looked in the glass of the table. my left side of the cheek was swollen and purpled. with 4 finger marked on it..i removed the rubber band and made them cover my cheek.

He soon came with a glass of water and coffee. " but i didn't order coffee." i told him.

" yes. it's okay. this is from me. please." i thanked him a lot. it felt so tasty. there are good people also. As i was going to sip again, i saw him. he came inside and his eyes searched for someone. and then they landed on me. he shrugged his head. and walked towards me. there was no one around. he looked at me and at the coffee.

" Who bought it? " he asked coldly. really? i was shaking like a leaf.

the waiter came with some food but he looked at me confused.

" oh" the monster said.

"mam?" the waiter asked.

"leave! " he shouted at him. the waiter turned to leave." wait. tell me the coffee's price."

" no. sir it's okay. i have paid ."

" WHO THE HELL ARE YOU? WHY WOULD YOU PAY FOR HER? " he took out his wallet and threw a 500 note at him. " keep it. i know how to support my things. "

the waiter looked at him angrily. he was as tall as him. and was well built. A waiter so good. and he was not even afraid of him. but he looked at me and i shook my head . he went away.

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