Police came and took down the body. I got a note kept on the table. The note said,
{
Rihanna listen to me carefully. I know we never had a dad daughter and a healthy relationship. But this is something I would like to tell you for your good. Run away Rihanna just run. James isn't the person who you think he is. He owns our property now. We have nothing left Rihanna. Everything's his now. Even the glass and simplest things of our house belongs to him. He cheated and signed the property papers from me. We lost everything. I don't have courage to live after what happened. I have a bunch of rich people in my friends circle if they find out that now I am penniless I won't be able to live, its better to die. Make sure you never meet James again. He is someone who wants to take revenge and he surely knew each person of our family from very before.
Goodbye.
}
I didn't knew what happened and why he wrote such things in this letter. I hurriedly took the car key and drove to James house. When I reached, his door was already open. I went in and saw James was sitting on the chair. He was like he already knew that I would come.
I asked him, "James, Where were you? I have been calling you since when. Why didn't you picked up my call. Do you even know what's happening around. I am out of my mind now."
James said, "I knew you would come here. So, Miss Rihanna what do you expect me to do?"
He was completely different person I saw that day. His eyes were full of revenge.
I said, "James my dad committed suicide. I don't know what to do. On the top of it he left a chit that says you cheated us and now you own our house and company. And I know this isn't true, so don't worry. But we need to know the reason behind his suicide."
But I never thought James would say something that would tear me apart,
He said, "Wait, What? He committed suicide? (Smashing his hand on the table). How is it even possible, He shouldn't die now? I want him to witness his own destruction. I want to see him suffer. I want him to know what pain is. And you just stop that drama. It's definitely true that I am the new owner of your house and company and even you."
I was shocked to see the things I never imagined. I asked him, "What's going on James? Everything is a mess. Why are you talking to me so rudely? You know what I am suffering through these days. Please stop making things hard for me. You don't have to do this James. Now I don't have anyone except you. You are my everything. Tell me this isn't true and I'll believe you. For god sake don't say things that hurts more."
It was too late. He was a completely different person.
He replied, "Hey, do you even know what it feels like when you are hurt? From today onwards you are mine. Every decision you take, you should take my permission first. Even if you want to eat, you should ask me first. Even if your dad isn't alive, at least you are the one from his family. I want you to feel the same pain that I and my mom suffered till today. Finally I am so happy to see you like this. Well I remember that you left Joe because of me. Now you don't have a single person who might care of you. So it's my strict warning. Obey me, else you can't imagine, What I can do."
I said, "(while crying) James calm down, let's discuss. What made you do this tell me? Why are you like this today? I know you don't want to hurt me but please at least tell me what's going on?"
James said, "You are too eager to know right? Then let me tell you."
He went in and brought a woman sitting on a wheelchair.
He said, "Look at her. She is my mom. Do you know in what condition she is in? She is parallised down her waist. She is mentally ill. She can only recognise me and forgets everything else. Do you know why is she in such a state. Because of your bloddy dad. He is none other than her own brother. He sold her when she was only 14 year old. Their parents died when both of them were young. In order to get the property he sold her to a businessman. That businessman, harassed her used her and even resold her and left her like a garbage on the road. Till today I don't know who my dad is. And all this is just because of your dad. The number of times I remember this, I feel like killing him myself, not only him but his whole family. That's why I hate you and your family so much. He destroyed us and he himself was living such a luxurious life."
I said, "Wait I need some time to digest everything. I knew he was that kind of person. Because he tried to do the same that he did it with her. And you already know that. But he was your mothers real brother, I still can't get that. James I really have nothing to do with him, also he was my stepdad and I never regarded him as my dad. Please don't treat me like that. I really love you. Please James don't do this to me. We will work on it together and we'll be happy, trust me James."
James already started hating me a lot, long before. He said, "Can't you see how much I hate you. Despite of being like this how can you say that you like me. Have some self-respect for yourself. I have never liked you."
After all this I just wanted to know only one thing. I asked, "Have you ever felt anything for me at least for a second?"
Without any hesitation or giving it a second thought he immediately said, "Off course no. I just used you to get my things done. And what else do you want to know?"
I was angry, irritated, lost, crying, all at the same time. I took the key and started my car. Thinking about James I felt like it's no use for me to live either. All I had was James now.
The good times we spent together kept me reminding how blind my love was. And I realised it was too late for me to realise that everything was fake. I wished my mom would be here with me. I missed my mom a lot.
I got into an accident. Next day I saw myself on the hospital bed. I saw James was sitting beside me keeping one hand on my forehead and holding my hand with his other hand. As soon as I woke up, he grabbed my hand tightly and said, "You can't die without my permission."
It is so difficult to breath when you come to know that the person you love the most, hates you the most. He took my finger impression on a paper when I was unconscious. He told me that it was a contract. The contract said that I owe him my life. He owns me too. And that, I will serve him for my lifetime. He took me home.