Abandoned wife

Chapter 27

" Who was there Akshay? "Smita asked after sometime." You know, sharing lessen grief. Tell me who was there and what happened after that. "

Akshay folded his knees and hide his face in his knees. His body was shaking terribly . Smita went towards him to comfort him but he jerked her touch.

He hit the table suddenly and throwed  all content in one swift hit. He broke the glass. Smita ran towards corner of room and attached herself to the wall to safeguard herself. Fifteen minutes, it took him just fifteen minutes to break every thing. Whatever came in his way broke into pieces. It felt like a tornado hit her room. Her dressing table, bed, watches, perfume bottle, portrait, Photo frames, side  lamps everything is ruined.  He look possessed by evil spirit. His eyes were blood shot red, nostrils were flaring, body is shaking with anger. His eyes secured on her and she was disheveled, extremely afraid of him. Her facial features showing fear, perfect braid is gone, hairs were falling on her face blocking her view, tears were flowing from her eyes. She is perfect definition of misery.

He fall on the floor, back leaning on  wall. "This is me real me, broken, miserable, vulnerable and damaged beyond repair. Just one trigger and beast unleashed, ready to destroy anything come in the way." he sighed. Tears are flowing from his eyes.

Smita wiped her tears from the back of her hand and sat on the floor. She neither utter a word nor move a inch towards him. She has strong urge to pee but didn't have courage to move.

" You are afraid of me. "its not a question but statement which is true. Violence disturb her and every inch of this room is witness of violence happened few minutes ago. There is no difference between this room and him both are ruined.

" The Akshay you fall in love with was a mirage. This is me real me whom everyone should be afraid and stay away for their own sanity." his voice filled with anger and threat. Smita looked him without blinking eye to forecast upcoming danger.

"A mere touch of woman can trigger me." he said and her eyes flickered. Her hand holds her chest. She have touched him so many times inappropriately and he never react strongly.

"Its not that simple." he said looking directly in her eyes. "After that night everything changed. I was destroyed for life. Nothing can fix this" he chuckled, hands pointing his temple. She felt hidden evilness in his chuckle.

"I would be great if I was arrested but I was a fool who returned to home. A home which gave me nothing but pain. Mistress of my father was standing on the door frame. Predators can  guess the state of their prey more accurately. I was afraid and she took me in her embrace to comfort me. She rubbed my back to calm me and its soothing to some extent. "

" She caressed my cheeks and wiped my tears. She did dressing to my wounds and I was more than grateful to her. I hadn't felt that kind of warmth from anyone in long time. It was a good  experience for me . After that she paid regular visit to me in my room. Her company was fun. It was going great or I assumed that. "

"One day I felt a piercing gaze on my back when I was changing my clothes. I turned around and there is no one around. Same thing continued till that night,I felt hands in that part of my body. I hadn't know what's going on with me. I liked the touch and there is harness there. After few minutes its gone. I was confused what happened with me. "

Smita felt disgusted. Her stomach churned. Most intimate and romantic thing of two individuals looked pukeworthy. She knows where it is heading. She keep looking him without saying a word.

" It continued for many weeks and I felt I was paranoid. I was imagining things which was not real. I felt same touch that night but this time my clothes torn off. I was shocked and wake up with a jerk. She was sitting in my bed. I tried to cover my modesty and she laughed on me. 'Enjoyed for weeks and pretend when caught'. She said to me. I was terrified for my life and ran towards door. It was locked and keys was in her hand. She slapped me for showing disrespect to her. She beat me like my father. I closed my eyes in fear. I closed my eyes tightly waiting for the end of her ordeal. I hadn't felt anything except fear. There is rage in me which wanted to kill her but I didn't have that power in me. That overdose of medication sublimed my power. I was the prisoner in my own home. "

" than how you... "Smita started and realisation hit her. This guy whom she called her husband genuinely liked her. He took extra step to ensure her well being. He walked extra mile for her. Now she understood why there was no cuddling after love making . Why there was no play before that act. Now she understands how much difficult it would be for person like him. He tried his best  and she fucked up everything. She destroyed the chance of happily ever after by that stupid act of hers. She behaved same like that woman. Now all his anger and accusations came in her mind. She wronged him according to his point of view. His accusations of betrayal is not completely wrong. She triggered the deep buried emotions and hurt.

"Don't blame yourself for anything. There is no light after the tunnel for me. I became the same person I hated the most." He sighed,  hiding his face between the knees.

Smita looked around just like everything their life is destroyed beyond repair. There is no words to say. There is nothing to comfort. She felt ashamed of herself for destroying last sane piece of him.

She destroyed the person she claimed to love. Where it landed her in the eyes of God. Should she run away from him like everyone else? She knew she will find another person and her wound will be healed but what about him. Will he ever be alright.

She looked at herself "am I really Abandoned? question arises in her mind. Her father was always at her sid till his death. Later few friends support her. Her daughter was on her side all this years.

She looked towards him and first time he looked abandoned and neglected by everyone. A innocent soul destroyed before blossom. Spring never came in his life. It was Autumn forever.

So this is the story of Akshay who was suffered for no reason  Smita innocent bystander caught in the web. This is the ending I have planned in beginning because every story doesn't have happy ending.

If anyone has doubt regarding addictive medicine. You can check guidelines of Indian medical association. Few drugs were banned in past for the same reason.

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