*Preview*
Other than these distracting problems, there was no other problem .It was a good thing that it was night time and the way to my house was mostly from the outskirts of the city or else how could I explain this to the police?
After a long journey, we finally made it to my apartment.
Chapter VI
Krystle
My head hurts. It feels like someone is continuously banging on it with a hammer. I tried opening my eyes and they fluttered as I tried opening them.
Are they glued?
I thought as it was proving difficult to open my eyes. But after a few seconds, I opened them and was greeted by white. I blinked my eyes several times and only then after few moments, colours started filling my vision.
I was looking at a ceiling which had a white fan. I slowly looked to my right and saw a mirror hanging on the wall and below it was a chest. A TV was mounted on the front wall and it could be easily 50 inches.
Wow!
And finally on the left was a cupboard and a window. The room was simple and nice but
It's not my room!
I quickly sat up.
Wrong move.
Black dots started appearing in my vision and I placed my head in my hands as I tried remember what happened.
Coming home as usual. Taking bath and preparing dinner. A guy with black mask, standing in my kitchen. I injured him but he was forcing himself on me. Window crash and them everything went dark.
After remembering everything, the first thing I did was to check my clothes. I sighed in relief when I found myself still wearing my unicorn pyjamas and my bloodied t shirt.
Is it my blood?
I touched and poked my face lightly and winced slightly when my fingers grazed the bandage on my left temple.
It is my blood.
Who was that guy?
"Good, you are awake." A voice rang in my ears and I looked up.
Gosh!
A guy was standing by the door. He was wearing a black t-shirt and grey sweatpants. He was handsome. He had beautiful eyes and straight nose with dark hair. He should be around 6ft tall as he stood with his hands inside his pant pockets. He didn't look like someone I should be afraid of but you never know.
"I know you have a lot of questions to ask and I'll answer each and everyone of them but first let's eat something." He spoke while slowly coming to stand by the bed. "I'm starving."
The clock read the time as 4 am and the outside was dark.
Guess he has a lot of explaining to do.
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An hour later, I sat in front of him on the dining table. He told me everything in detail. But the Dev Patel doesn't ring a bell in my head. He thought that he could be my father and that thought scared me. I have never met my father. Hell! I don't even know who is he and what does he look like. But if this person is my father then I'll be grateful. I know my father left me and mom when I was just born and even though there might be no reason for that, I'll still accept him. He is my only family left.
"You okay?" K2 interrupted my chain of thoughts. He introduced himself as K2. I know that's not his name but he said I don't need to know his full name.
"Yeah. Just confused." I voiced my thoughts while playing with my fingers. "I just can't believe that someone would want to kidnap me for their dirty games." I said, disgusted.
"He's never going to have you. I promise you that." K2 vowed as he looked deeply in my eyes. His eyes were very guarded which made him difficult to read. But I could see sincerely and promise in those eyes. I hope he keeps his promise.
"Thank you." I smiled lightly to which he nodded. He stood up from the chair and gathered the dishes before going to the kitchen. After a minute, I heard the sound of dishes clanking one another as he washed them.
Should I help him?
I should. He is keeping me safe and the least I could do is the household chores.
I was about to get up to go help him when he entered the living room again.
That was fast.
Or you are slow.
A voice mocked in my mind.
"I'm going to sleep." K2 said as he wiped his hands with a hand towel. "You should rest too. I'm laying on the sofa and you can sleep on the bed. Your phone, charger and a pair earphones are in the right bedside table. You can use them. " He turned around to go inside the bedroom.
I opened my mouth to speak but he turned around again with a hand held in front of him.
"You are going to sleep in the bed and that's final." With that he went inside the room and came back a few seconds later with a pillow and a bedsheet. He threw the pillow on the sofa and laid down. Surprisingly he fit in it. It was a big one. I suppose he has done this many times.
Bossy much.
We just met tonight.
I thought as I stood up from the chair before pushing it back inside, quietly. I looked at him. His eyes were closed while his hands were clasped together on his torso. I knew he was not asleep. I considered wishing him good night but let it go because
1. It is not night.
2. We are not acquainted
Taking a silent deep breath, I switched off the lights and went inside the bedroom before closing the door.
I sat on the bed, turning on the lamp as I thought about K2. He is a decent guy as far as I can see. Sure this is his job but putting yourself in danger for others is a great deal.
He is getting paid.
Whatever. I just really hope he keeps his promise because I don't want to meet that bastard, Tony Kapoor.
God knows what he wants from me.
I shook the thoughts away and took out my phone from the drawer, turning it on. I needed my phone to distract me. K2 told me that I had to block all my contacts so that they couldn't reach me as it will put their life in danger. I could have social media accounts but with a fake id.
My phone turned on and as expected it beeped alarming me that the battery was low. I took out the charger and plugged in it before turning on the mobile data.
There were no new messages as it was still night time but it was no new. People rarely messaged me. I uninstalled my whatsapp because I don't want to see some of the people, who genuinely care about me, asking me where am I while I couldn't answer them.
I should let it go. Mt life is more important.
Next, I logged out from my instagram account and made a new fake one. I kept it public because I won't be posting any pictures and followed my favourite celebrities. This was just a stalker account. I giggled thinking about that and continued following my favourite people when a popular page came in suggestions. I barely missed the person's face through the display picture. It was a public account. I opened it and saw picture of K2 in the profile picture.
I thought he had to stay undercover due to his job. But I only recognized him because I saw him closely. A person who had just walked by him would never even think this was him. I guess I have a keen eye. I got a giddy feeling in my stomach and got excited to see pictures of K2. But my heart broke as soon as I opened his page. There were no photos of him on the page. The only photo of his was on the display picture.
Huh! My heart just got excited.
The page just had pictures of bikes and cars. I wondered if he owned them. But it would be no big deal if he owned them. He must be earning so much by going undercover and saving people or important items.
The page had over 1000 followers where as I had only about 100. I snorted reading his bio. It read
'My beasts'
Guys and their never ending love for cars and bikes.
The page was beautifully aesthetic. It was mix of grey, white, navy blue and black. I think that some people, especially girls, only followed his page after looking at his display picture cause he's
Stop it Krystle!
Chuckling, I closed all the recent tasks and my locked my phone before placing it on the side table as I felt my cheeks getting heated.
Am I having a crush on him?
Placing my cool hands on my warm cheeks, I took a deep breath and forced myself to stop smiling like an idiot.
For God's sake, he is just in next room.
After calming myself, I switched off the lamp and laid down, covering myself with the bed sheet.
I sighed as I thought about the present situation.
Don't know what life holds for me.
That was the last thought in my puzzled mind before slumber took over.
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