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|| Chapter 19 ||

Intermittent Explosive Disorder is a lesser-known mental disorder marked by episodes of unwarranted anger. It is commonly described as "flying into a rage for no reason." In an individual with intermittent explosive disorder, the behavioral outbursts are out of proportion to the situation.

Therefore, she tried to help him as much as she could. But soon situations and circumstances went out of her hand and Daniel became abusive. And she had to save herself, thus she gathered her courage and flew from there back to her home. 

" Leave. Me. Daniel! " Inaaya whisper-screamed.

 It was as if she did not have any voice. Her words got stuck in her mouth.

" Ah! My name sounds as heavenly as it did before, from your little mouth. " Daniel said squeezing her body.

" Now shut the fuck up before I slap your dolled-up face! " Daniel screamed turning her around.

Inaaya looked straight into his eyes. This was not the Daniel with whom she fell in love. This person, standing in front of her was a monster! 

She felt ashamed and disgusted being touched by him. She felt as if all her scars and nightmares were coming alive.

Inaaya then wiggled vigorously trying to come out of his firm hold and as Daniel slightly loosened one of her hands she immediately picked up the first thing and reached into her hand (a heavy showpiece)  and just smashed it upon his head. A loud scream escaped Daniel's mouth and Inaaya took this opportunity and pushed him away with her full might. She then ran towards the door, opened it desperately, and got out of the room.

Only one word came out of her mouth. 

" Aryan. "

On the other side of the party.

Where the fuck is this stupid girl now? 

Aryan muttered to himself looking around for her.

His stupid plus hot secretary went to the washroom around twenty- eight minutes ago precisely. And she is still not back yet! 

Maybe she felt uncomfortable under my gaze or something? Was I too obvious or something? 

Aryan asked himself again.

He took yet another sip of his beer and looked at the stage area. The musicians were performing and the whole environment and everybody around were mingling accordingly. After Inaaya left for using the washroom, other ladies present there asked him for a dance as well. To which he politely yet strictly declined. 

Soon enough a fragile body dashed with his. He was shocked for a second and got a hold of themselves. 

" Inaaya? " Aryan called out seeing her tensed facial expression. 

Inaaya was breathing heavily. Tears were continuously streaming down her face, her mascara and lipstick were smuggled badly. Her hair was a mess. It was as if she was trying to run from someone.

But whom?

To say that Aryan was shocked would be an understatement. He had never seen her being this vulnerable, it was as if she was triggered by some events or someone. She was facing difficulties in breathing. Her heart was racing at a rapid pace. She was a mess!

 Luckily for them, they were standing in a corner of the room. The lights were dimmed and people were busy with the music and party. Thus, no one paid much heed or attention to them.

Inaaya wrapped her arms around Aryan and put her face in his neck. She snuggled to him, she was trying to hide within him. Aryan could not understand, but he protectively wrapped his arms around her body. He was still a bit hesitant, he did not want her to feel uncomfortable!

" Inaaya, look at me. Breath in. Breathe out. It's okay. You're fine. You're with me. " Aryan spoke in a soothing voice.

" Inaaya, calm down. You have me. " Aryan urged yet again slowly massaging her scalp.

You have me.

You have me.

You have me.

The words echoed in her mind and everything started to blackout. 

Hey, guys!

Sorry, for being late than I anticipated. There have been some personal and family problems. I hope you all will understand. Please pray for my family <3

I don't know when the next chapter will be out, until then good-bye.

Love you all <3