Ishq-e-la-pata

chapter14-zaviyaan malik

Anaya's POV

As soon as behram got off of me, my breath was finally released, I was still struggling to breath, it felt like someone has put a wire around my neck.

I was on my bed choking on my own breath, tears flowing from my eyes uncontrollably

From the corner of my eye I could see kashaf rushing towards me, but before she could make it to the bed, behram grabbed her arm and pinned her against the wall

No,not kashaf, please not kashaf

I wanted to cry loudly, I wanted to scream but I couldn't, only silent tears ran down my cheeks,I couldn't even speak properly as if my voice box is broken.

He gripped her jaw tightly "agr tumne kiso ko is bare me bataya to tumhara is se bhi bura haal kro ga, samjhi?" He spoke jerking her jaw off.

Kashaf was crying badly till now, gathering my courage I got up from bed, stumbling on my way I went towards them and somehow pulled him off kashaf, I stood in front of her shielding her from him, she back hugged me sobbing loudly, burying her face in the crook of my neck.

"K-khabardaar Jo tumne aj ke baad is ko h-hath lagaya to" i somehow managed to speak and he just chuckled and came forward causing me to back away, I gripped kashaf's hand tightly.

He took a strand of my hair rolling it on his finger softly"And what if I say ....." Suddenly he gripped my hair tightly, pulling them, I grit my teeth to restrain myself from screaming "No, I won't because now she's also a pawn In my game, and you know the best thing....... she herself volunteered for this, she shouldn't have seen this but now if she have....... I'll make sure that she also become a weak and pathetic girl just like you", my scalp was burning till now with pain

With that he left the room, I sighed in relief and turned towards kashaf, hugging her tightly I creased her hair "shhh, bas,kuch nhi hua" i took her towards my bed and sat her down, sitting beside her i covered both of us with blanket.

I rested my head on her shoulder and silent tears made their way down my cheeks, one thing about me is that I never cried loudly, my cries are always silent because i don't get the comfort i need that moment, I don't get to feel the warmth that make you feel comfort, I've always wanted someone to hold me while I cry my heart out. All I want is a shoulder to cry on but it all feels like a dream

Kashaf sat up straight and looked at me with tears filled gaze, her gaze traveled from my face to down to my neck, she gasped and touched my neck with her fingertips, I closed my eyes and winced in pain.

She took my hand in hers and lead me towards the tall mirror in the corner of my room

I stood in front of mirror, there was a girl standing opposite me, with same facial expressions and features, her eyes bloodshot red and full of tears, her hair messed up and her neck had blue-purple finger marks and newly formed bruises. She looked so vulnerable and pathetic, I hated her, why did she have to be so weak, why can't she tell anyone.

I was snapped out of my daze as kashaf turned me around so I was facing her, she cupped my cheeks as tears left her eyes "i-i need an explanation Annie.......ye...ye sab Kya tha"

I shook my head in denial, I couldn't tell her, I couldn't tell her how I've been suffering like this since childhood, I can't put her life at stake, I won't drag her to my fucked up life