Coerced To Be His by Yarmia Tariq (room on the broom read aloud .TXT) 📕

"would you like to eat something? There's an ice cream parlour near, how about that?" He asked ignoring her flushed face and red nose.

That's what she wanted, space!

"Sure" she replied without looking at him.

"Then let's go" he tried to grab her hand. 
But she didn't move.

"I don't wanna go, I want to stay here. You go and bring for me too" she said with tears blooming in her eyes, matching the features of her face.

Something told him it wasn't right to leave her alone but he let it all for once.

"Okay as you say" he turned around and left leaving her alone in the chilly breeze.

She stepped forward in order to get close with water, dropping her heels from her hand in the process as she felt them heavy for her hands.

She took light steps until her feet came in contact with the blue liquid. Lightly stepping more, the water reached above her ankles. But it didn't satisfied her. 
She didn't even lifted her dress up and let it soak with her body. The cold wind blowing against her direction tried to stop her, the waves crashing against her tried to push her away but her emotions were more powerful than anything nonliving.

She let herself flow with the lava of emotions inside her and stepped more inside the water, letting the liquid soak her till knees. 
She was cooling the heat inside her veins with this cold water. 
Much to her dismay, the fate didn't let her.

She was half drowned in water when she realized that she was no near to be saved. Although she knew a bit of swimming but her drenched state didn't wake her mind. 
She panicked as the waves started to hit her face. 
She could hear the people screaming from afar. 
Somewhat she knew that they were shouting for her but she needed to focus on her own state at the moment. She was trying not to engulf the water but it kept entering her body through her nose for which on purpose she had to open her mouth to breath, taking the salty water in.

My life is ending finally, she thought to herself. She closed her eyes as she welcomed death with open arms.

She felt herself going deep inside the cold liquid, all she felt was darkness around her. 
But the cruel fate didn't let her escape and an arm pulled her up by grabbing her hand. She was stopped in middle as she was about to go to the sea bed.

She was pulled up the surface. Her eyes got open on their own Accord as the chilly wind hit her face like a stone. 
Someone was taking her away from the water, to the shore. She was getting near to the lights and away from the darkness. 
She wanted to look his face but she couldn't. She wanted to curse him for not letting her escape, she wanted to hit him for not letting her go but she was too weak at the moment. 
Finally her feet touched the ground and a jolt of satisfaction ran through her veins. Somewhat she found herself getting relax.

But the sour taste in her mouth and her dizzy mind made her legs limp. Someone was helping her sit by giving her support. She was feeling cold, actually freezing.

He pressed her abdomen to let the water out of her body. 
And that was it, she felt the bile rising and all the salty water came running out of her mouth, disappearing into the sand. 
All of sudden she felt a warm coat on her body, as someone put it on her shoulders. 
She averted her face look at her saviour and he was none other than her own evil husband.

He looked enraged with fiery eyes and clenched jaw. And lines of worry visible on his forehead. 
All of sudden he lifted her up in his arms, taking her by surprise and moved towards his car. 
He opened the car door and made her sit on the front seat as he slid her dress inside before closing the car door.

Then he went back to pick up her heels and his own shoes which he took off before his dive into the water to save her. 
Before he could leave, his gaze landed on the chocolate cake which he bought for her because he forgot to ask her the ice cream flavour, and observing the cold weather, he decided to bring on the cake for her.

With a heavy heart he picked up the cake and then moved towards the car. He wore his own shoes and opened the door of backseat and placed everything inside. Then he slid inside the car and locked all the doors and windows to make the atmosphere a bit of warm. As himself his clothes were wet, making him feel cold as much as Ayleen.

He leaned closer to Ayleen and fisted the coat which he gave her before. It startled her and she looked at him with gleaming, sorrowful eyes. For a brief moment their eyes met and they exchanged everything through it.

He felt her emotions and she felt his.

Taking out the car keys from the pocket of coat, he leaned back breaking the contact.

He ignited the engine and drove on full speed towards the hotel. 
All the way she placed her head against the window, gazing at the black darkness, trying to close her eyes and escape.
While Umer's face looked so stressed and thoughtful that he didn't wanted to look at her. 
Maybe it was guilt which kept bothering him and realization that provoked him.

Was he responsible for this?

Was he the one to blame for it?

The questions kept making him uncomfortable until he stopped the car in parking of the hotel.

He opened the car door and got out himself not bothering to look at her. Then taking out the cake box and her heels, from the backseat he waited for her to get out. As she opened the car door, before she could step out, he sat on her level and made her wear her heels. Then he got up and took long strides and entered the hotel without looking back. He gave the keys to the valet and passed the lobby, and then entered the elevator.

Unlocking his room with the key, he left the door open for her. After good ten minutes she entered slowly.

He took a bath and changed into his warm clothes because he knew he couldn't afford sickness. 
She didn't look at him and they both acted as strangers to each other.