MUQDA
I removed the knife from under the pillow swiftly moving my hand near his stomach, the rush in my head, every single thing about him replaying like a video, how can a man who has done so worse? I am hesitant to kill!
This is unlike me.
I have found my mom's whereabouts, like the original plan I must just insert this knife in him. And run away with Aamira to finally live the life we deserve.
But why? Why my chest is so heavy? Why am I struggling to do it? I thought to myself, he looked at me, watching me without realizing what I have by his stomach, his end.
I was despising even the fact that he was smiling, and suddenly he took a strand of partially wet hair off my face and tugged it behind my ear. My grip on the knife tightened.
I did position the knife in a manner that I just have to thrust it inside him. But I couldn't bring myself to. Not when he was looking at me.
His eyes followed the constant motion of my arms, and he saw it. He looked at the knife.
"Is that for me?" he asked me like it was a gift and nothing that left it shocked. Nothing that he should be afraid of because I might push it inside him? I didn't say a word but a sly smile pulled up on his lips.
I was about to take the knife away but he caught my hand. Made it stay right where it was, still smiling. His hands held the knife over my hand, rather than it being in my grip.
He kept the tip of the knife on his stomach, as I shook my head, tears welling in my eyes. I didn't do it, not because I couldn't. But because I don't want to. That was the first realization that hit me. Along with the tip sliding in his flesh, by his hand. While he overpowered mine. I tried to take it off, I tried to pull his hands and force away, but it was all worthless like that night.
"Abhiraj! Don't do it!" I started, tears blurring my vision, I closed my eyes so that I can bring the sight back but I felt him leaning in, and kissing my head and the next long sludge, and he thrust the whole knife inside him, I opened my eyes in shock and surprise.
No, it did not happen! No! No! No! I yelled as I looked down at his stomach, the knife in. He didn't.
The shock was too much to take, the way I lost my mother was all over my head, but the pain and the sorrow. It makes vivid like it was in my chest right now.
The tears started to stream down my face, and his face before me. I didn't want this. No!! No! I yelled out while my hand shriveled while holding his hand. On the knife.
"Abhiraj! Why! Why did you do it?" I yelled out, his face not showing any pain it bore just a little hitching and scowl. But damn a smile on it! He can't do this to me.
I don't want this! I don't! I cried, sitting up as I sat there eyes focused but the whole fumbling, "You gave me what I wanted, I gave you what you wanted."
"You gave me enough! Abhiraj! Just, not this. You have given me everything but shouldn't have given me this. I don't want this. I don't." I begged him, trying to focus on my head. I can't be sitting here while he suffers in pain, I just ran out and picked up Abhiraj's phone from the clothes he was wearing opening it, I ran up to the contact list, finding Aadheesh's number I rang it around and in three rings, he picked up.
"The fuck you want dude? I'm kinda in the middle of something!" he said when my voice shrieked as I managed to say, "Aadheesh-Aadheesh...Abhiraj got stabbed. I don't know what to do. Please... Please...save him!" I cried on the call, but I wasn't even halfway there when I heard the ruffle on the other side,
"Hello, Aadheesh....please? Please come, please!" I cried sitting on the floor.
While Abhiraj lay in bed, not moving at all. I wore the clothes instantly and walked out to find servants and maids, but nobody in the Haveli. Where was everyone?
I looked down at the phone trying to find Daiwik's number when someone's word hit me.
"I take that panic as a job done?" I looked up finding his father on a staircase. "You should have just gotten up from the wedding and hollowed him slowly. But you wanted to take the easier route. Easy routes are messy. See it's all blood now." He said and he walked out. That man's son is dying? I heard a car crash, I ran out towards finding Aadheesh walking furiously halting near me.
I was in the middle of a mental and physical breakdown, but I ran upstairs with him, as he entered the room, where Abhiraj had started to lose consciousness slowly. I shook my head.
"No! Abhiraj! Please? Please stay awake! Please!" I begged running towards him.
"Where the fuck are all the servants?!" Aadheesh yelled as he walked towards him and picked a bathroom robe, he helped his brother cover without taking the knife out. He hasn't lost much blood because I made sure he doesn't pull the knife back.
"With their families fucker. Tonight was the only night they got off! I let them have it." Abhiraj said, slowly. While Aadheesh helped him wear the robe. Once again Abhiraj drowning in unconsciousness.
"You are going to stay with me motherfucker! Wake up! God damn! You fucking Asshole! Wake up!" he yelled at him when I saw Abhiraj smile.
He helped his brother stand and started to help him walk towards the door, I came in front to help but Aadheesh's red eyes, filled with rage and pain turned towards me.
"You fucking cunt would stay in that corner until I bring back my brother all fine! Fucking fine and normal again. And if fucking god forbids that something happens? You are so going down Muqda. I will shred that skin off you. And feed the dogs."
"If anything happens to him, I'd gladly chop my body off and give it to you. Feed whoever you want. But let me come with you. Please." I asked him, and he shook his head.
"In that corner, on the floor. That's where you belong. That's where he should have kept you." He said it and took him away from me without letting me come along.
AADHEESH
The rage I felt for that woman standing before me was more than I could express in words but to explain. I did not lie when I said that I will shred her.
I'm in the situation my brother was in, the only person who could have done this to him was her. And I am going to fucking destruct her, torture her if anything happens to him.
I took him in the car when Daiwik his right-hand man walked in,
"I had a vague phone call. Where Mr. Agnivanshi was saying something about blood. He said but he looked at the man sitting in the car and he understood without words he helped me settle him down and went on to the driver's seat, already heading to the hospital. While I held my brother from moving.
"Aadheesh?" Abhiraj called me, and without a hitch, I turned all my attention to him. "She didn't do it....I...I...did it," he struggled to say. Even in a situation like this. He was trying to save her.
She is so going to die. Even if she is pregnant! I don't give a fuck. I am going to first tie her in the basement and make her have the baby, because of course! That will be my brothers! My dad might be an asshole thinking his brother's son is not his! But just thinking that someday Abhiraj was going to have babies. Even if I clouded it with my selfish reasons, I fucking would keep them like a fucking King or Queen. While I torture Muqda in the basement. I would eventually shred her, cut her, burn her, as I slowly took every part of her body out of her.
That bitch! That fucking cunt! God damn!
"Why would you do it!" I still ask to know. When he coughed, a little blood came into his mouth as it dripped from his side. "Step on it you fucking pussy!" I shouted as soon as I saw the blood.
"Because I didn't want to give Muqda to her father." He said slowly, "Ask...ask Daiwik! He will explain." after that, he started to lose his attachment to reality but we were already at the hospital, all the nurses and doctors out for taking him. Daiwik had called mid-way to make them be on standby.
They took him out on a stretcher and taking into the hospital.
I caught the doctor's collar and warned every single one around.
"Listen to me you nerdy twats! If anything happens to my brother! I am fucking going to rip all your cocksuckers' balls and stuff them in your mouth while I fuck your ass with a broomstick? Did you get it?" I warned them, but I was pulled out by Daiwik as they left to take care of him.
I turned around to him. "What did he mean?" I asked him instantly not wasting a minute.
"Sir, it's..."
"Spit it out."
"Before the wedding, Abhiraj Saheb made a deal with Anand Agarwal. That he will marry ma'am."
"No ma'am, call her a fucking cunt!"
"Sir, Made a deal that he will give the lady to Anand Agarwal after the wedding and he will keep her alive till the birth of the child. And can do whatever he wants with her after. Sir won't intervene."