"You left me..I won't allow it again." Hamdard continues, face deforming into a horrid expression.
"What do you want ?!!" I shriek.
"I told you already, revenge." His bulging eyes growing even more bulgy. It was almost as if they would pop out any second and roll around on the floor.
I attempt to make a run for it towards the door, but he quickly slams his protruding belly out to the side. It was as if his big belly was made up of concrete. From the impact, I fall flat on my sore derrière to the cold floor.
"My growing stomach hernias sure do come in handy as a weapon when I need them!" His cackling laughter is like that of a wild hyena, as he stares down at me. "That's why I never intend to have them removed by my doctor."
"You sick lowlife!!" I scream at him as he quickly shoves the freezer door shut, bolting us in. "You just locked us both in!!"
A creepy smile remains on his lips when he responds. "Don't worry, I have the keys in my pocket."
He reaches in his pocket, but ends up pulling out wads of toilet paper instead.
"Wha?!" His unibrow shoots up to his shiny bald head in alarm. He continues digging in both of his pants pockets. "I just had those damn keys!!"
Oh great, I'm stuck in here with this disgusting monster who tried to rape me!!
Again I attempt to side step him and he shoots his arm out this time, barring me. "Where you going?"
Immediately I jump back away from his proximity. "I was going to bang on the door for someone to open it! What else do you think?!"
"What's the rush?" That creepy smile rebounds to his face, eyes continue bulging again as they give me a once over. "I want to bang you first, then we can bang on that door."
My gaze widens, petrified at his filthy suggestion. Images of him attempting to rape me, bombard my mind like a thousand needles.
"N-No!" I shriek, backing away from him. "Someone help me!!!!"
"Scream all you like, no one will here you out there..you'll just have to wait till they come." He chuckles assuredly.
"H-How do you know that?!" I study his foot steps inching closer and continue to scream. "Helppp!!! Someone please helppppp!!!!"
"Because I got locked in here many times.." He explains eerily. "..and Sajjaad Hasan the pizza maker had luckily opened the door before I froze to death...that's only coz he needed some ingredients..don't worry..he'll need some ingredients soon enough.."
I stare at him in disbelief as he approaches slowly. "You disgusting pig!! Don't you dare come closer, my baba will have your head on a spike!!"
"You're baba can't do shįt,Naheed makes the important decisions in the end..and your stupid little brother isn't here to save you from me like he did the last time." Hamdard mocks, his words stabbing at my heart like daggers.
"You're lying !" I shout at him. My mind trying to find a way out of his reach. The tips of my fingers brush against frozen chicken in the crate behind me. I continue speaking, trying to distract him. "You were only saved because Naheed was blackmailing me by a wrongful recording of the rape you nearly committed against me!!"
"No one will believe you now anyway.." Hamdard taunts. "Ever since you ran away with men other than your husband, tainting your honor..who will believe you now?"
"I'm defending my honor right now!!!" I holler in newfound fury as I toss the frozen chicken at him.
The chicken hits him across his chin, before it topples and lands on his foot. He lets out a painful howl, doubling over. "You bįtch!!!"
I try darting out of his reach, but his beefy hands grab ahold of my hoodie from the back, and he tugs me down forcefully. I fall flat to the floor.
"I'll show you!!" He starts attempting to yank my jeans off. "Bįtch!!"
"Please stop!!" I let out mortified screams as I try kicking at him with my shoes.
He ends up pressing his huge apron covered belly over my legs, blocking their movements. Tears of horror start spilling out of my eyes as I shriek, shoving at his filthy face with my hands.
He starts snorting like a wild boar, his saliva drizzling out of his mouth in yellowish mucus. "Yeah baby yeah!! I'm finally gonna have sex today! I'm not gonna be a 40 year old virgin who lives in his father's basement anymore!!"
Suddenly the freezer door slams open with a deafening thud and the both of us look up. My heart quivers in relief when I spot none other than the demon I had been initially running from.
Before I can help it, I scream. "Vladimir!! Save me!!!"
Arctic blue eyes widen in repleted concern as they land on me before narrowing in molten rage at Hamdard. In a split second, he produced out a silver hand gun from his jeans pocket and aims it in Hamdard's direction, easily pulling the trigger.
I let out a blood curdling scream when the bullet pierces into Hamdards shiny half bald skull. The next few seconds blur past my tear filled eyes while I'm swiftly hauled up into strong arms and thrown over a broad solid shoulder as if I was a potato sack. He exits the freezer while carrying me and slams the door shut behind us.
"What is this ??!!" The cashier comes sprinting in our direction. "What's going on ??!!"
"Step aside, Ahmed." Emits the frigid deadly reply.
The cashier looks beyond frightened as his gaze flits between the demon and me hauled over his shoulder. I continue sobbing, unable to stop.
"Step aside..now." The demon growls.
The cashier rushes away from us and the demon takes brisk strides out of the kitchen. I cover my face with the palms of my hands in shame when we step into the restaurants dining area. All of the customers were gaping at us.
"Hey! Put that sister down!!" A man protests, getting up from his chair. I recognize him as Saleh Adam.
"Fūck off!" The demon snarls.
"No! Put the sister down now!! Who the hell are you to take her like this?!" Saleh steps in our path towards the exit.
"Her husband, you imbecile." The demon growls. "Now step aside Ahmed."
Saleh refuses to walk away as he glances over at the other customers with concern brimming his voice. "Brothers and sisters, here is an injustice being committed against a Muslimah and yet I'm the only one here speaking against it. Will you not raise your voice against this oppression?!"
"Please, don't.." I beg Saleh, warning him not to interfere or it could possibly cost him his life.
"He just said he's her husband." Someone else nervously answers.
"I refuse to believe that! She's Muslim! He's not!" Saleh shakes his head angrily. "Don't you see the Cross necklace he's wearing around his neck?!"
"Please, stop.." I quietly plead to Saleh through my veil of tears. Being carried over the demons shoulder, was causing the blood to rush to my head coupled with the bruising Hamdard had inflicted.
"Alright, your little rescue show is over now." The demon mocks in a deep icy tone of terror.
He swiftly produces out his silver hand gun from his pocket, earning screams and gasps from the customers.
"No! No!!" I shout dreadfully, beating my fists against his solid back. "Don't you dare, they're innocent people!!"
Evading my objections, the demon waves his gun, gesturing for Saleh to step aside. "Out of the way, and no one gets hurt."
"Please go!!" I entreat Saleh. "Just leave us alone!!!"
Saleh provides me a pitiful look as he trudges away. "May Allah free you, sister."
When we exit the restaurant, the demon displays no concern over carrying a gun in broad daylight. The pedestrians strolling by let out shrieks of horror and gasps as they rush away. Yet he walks amongst them as if he owns the city.
He pulls the front passenger side door open of his jeep, and slides me in before briskly striding over to get in the drivers seat. Once settled, he leans over me and secures my seatbelt.
His stony face full of severity, lips pressed into a grim line. The silence between us is laden with crackling tension. I was beyond afraid of what would occur of me now that he's caught me.
When he exits the jeep from the city, he pr
esses harshly on the gas pedal and the vehicle zooms down the road perilously. I gasp through my silent tears as I clutch at the armrests in a tight grip.
He continues applying triple the pressure on the gas pedal, the vehicle was speeding dangerously fast. The view from the window became a blur.
"Please!!" I let out a dreadful gasp. "Stop!!! Slow down please!!!"
Ignoring my helpless entreats, his eyes narrowed in repleted fury as he continues ferociously driving the vehicle down the road. I clamp my hands over my eyes, shielding my vision from staring at the road ahead.
I don't know how long it is before I sense the vehicle slowing down, must have been a full hour.
Sniffling through my remnants of tears and a runny nose, I peek through the crevice of my fingers and spot the villa coming into view up ahead. Immediate dread courses through out my body in fear.
Within seconds he parks the jeep before the villa and exits the vehicle silently. I could sense how extremely enraged he is, the way his eyes appear psychotic as if he just escaped the mental asylum.
He strides around over to my side and pulls open the door. I attempt to scoot away from his reaching hands towards me as he unbuckles my seatbelt. With an unbelievable fierce strength he hauls me out of the vehicle in one swift motion.
"Put me down!!!" I shriek, terrified of what would occur next as soon as he took me inside.
He proceeds ignoring my frightful cries and protests, carrying me over his broad shoulder. I throw series of punches as hard as I could at his solid back. Yet to no avail, I might as well have been hitting a slab of marble.
When we enter into the villa, instead of placing me on my feet, he continues striding through a series of corridors and doors I hadn't been acquainted with yet.
He halts at a door, and scans his finger print on the door scanner lock and then accesses it. There is a flight of stairs down below, illuminated by dim lights he switches on.
"Where you taking me?!!!" I demand, apprehension clawing at my mind.
Yet he continues ignoring me as he descends rapidly down the steps, while I thrash around in his tightening grip.
When he descends the final step, the room ahead causes my eyes to widen in alarm. Panels of mirrors cover the entire walls and ceiling for the exception of a bare wall panel next to a king sized bed. On the other side there was a closet door. A few feet away from the bed was a leather love seat.
Wordlessly, the demon tosses me onto the bed. I tumble onto my back and my eyes focus on his towering figure pacing back and forth infront of me.
"You're in so much fūcking trouble, sweetheart.." The tone of his voice is bone chilling as he refuses looking in my direction yet. Raising a hand up, he runs it through his silky hair, complete agitated fury evokes from his face.
"I-I'm s-sorry.." I stutter in dread, clutching at the bedsheets under me.
"Sorry?" An ominous deep chuckle escapes his lips as he finally aligns his psychotic gaze with mine. "Oh you'll be sorry alright after what I'll put you through, dollface."
"P-please I w-won't do it again.." I manage to squeak out through the lump forming in my throat. "I'm sorry, I s-swear.."
"You'll be so fucking sorry..so fucking sorry.." He sneers venomously. "Yet I won't give a shįt...and you'll be sorry alright.."
"Please!! Tell me why are you doing this to me ?!!" I cry, my eyes aching. "Why?!! Just let me go please!!!"
"You're my wife!!!" He bellows in a thunderous roar, eyes sparking a malevolent storm within darkening blue depths. "You belong to me!"
"No!!!" I shout back, a resurgence of determined ire washing over me. "I don't belong to you !!!"
How dare he ?!!!
"Oh really?!" He glowers, mouth twisting sordidly. "Then who the fūck do you belong to huh? That piece of filth that nearly had his fūcking way with you ?!! Huh?!! Is that who you belong to?!!"
My brows knit in disbelief. "What?!!"
"Answer the fucking question, NOW!" He commands impatiently. "Who the fūck do you belong to ?!"
"To no one!!!" I bellow, desiring to punch his face. "Let me go you crazy monster!!!"
"You belong to me, you're my wife.." His voice lowers lethally an octave. "You disobeyed me, your husband..you disobeyed me in public..do you know what that means, princess?"
"I don't care!!" I raise my wavering voice, tears no longer leaking from my aching eyes. "Let me go!!!"
He shakes his head as his hands reach down at the belt buckle on his jeans. My heart shrivels inside, full of fear as my eyes follow his fingers deftly pulling out his belt from around his hips.
"What that means is, you have two strikes out..two strikes..one for disobeying me..and two for disobeying me in public." He states grimly, as he reaches for me. "And now I'll whip your little áss till it turns black and blue."
I don't know what suddenly overcomes me at that moment, I was just tired of everything. I had accepted defeat in it most profound way. Extremely tired of all the wrongs being done to me. The next words out of my mouth are emotionless as I stare up at my dejected reflection in the ceiling mirror. "Please kill me..I don't want to live anymore..just kill me.."
He halts midstep and a momentary silence follows before he quietly replies. "Then what would become of me?"
"I don't care, just kill me." My voice emits softly.
I hear the belt drop to the floor. The bed weighs down as he gets on top of me. His body caging mine and he peers down at me, intense eyes roving over my face in repleted concern.
"What are you doing?" My voice barely above a whisper. I bring my palms up, pushing against his solid chest. "I'd rather you hit me than whatever you're doing now!"
"Shut up.." He half growls in a soft tone, eyes drilling into mine soul searchingly. "You're killing me inside, Kashani...you'll be the death of me.."
"What's wrong with you ?!" I stammer, hands starting to tremble as I continue shoving at his chest. "Why can't you free me, kill me!!"
"No!" He squeezes his eyes shut as if in pain before reopening them. I gasp as I find them glossy with tears and his voice lets out choked. "Why don't you kill me instead?"
"W-what?!" I lay there stunned, hands stilling from pushing at him.
He shifts and pulls out the silver hand gun from his back jeans pocket. My eyes widen in horror as he takes ahold of my hand and brings it to the gun while aiming it over to his head.
"Go on..sweetheart..pull the trigger." He ushers me, eyes refusing to leave mine.
"N-No!!" I gasp, trying to free my hand from his grip.
"Please!" He begs with a sudden vehemence. "Kashani do it! End this torture you put me through!!"
"No!!" I scream at him. "You're crazy!!!"
"Crazy about you, you sweet little girl.." He blinks back the tears unsuccessfully, and they fall onto my face, mixing with mine. "End this madness, Kashani..end me so I don't have to live such a fucked up life without you.."
"No!! Please stop this !!" I weep under him, attempting to free my hand away from the horrid weapon.
"Just fucking kill me, I can't free you otherwise..you don't know what you've done to me.." He pleads in an agonized manner that I couldn't bear to look at.
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