Neha
Dad dragged me out from the police station . His grip on my arm was so tight that it started to hurt . I whimpered. I kept my lips shut cause it was useless to speak. It would only add fuel on the fire. I could just be silent and let the tears stream down.
I turned my head around to see my mom following us . Her eyes held the same emotions as dad. Disappointment and rage.
We reached home . Dad's grip on my arm didn't loosened a bit . He pushed me inside my bedroom. Being unable to balance my weak self, I fell down. I bit my lip stopping those cries of pain that was fighting to release from my lips.
" listen to me carefully "
I looked up to see him standing at the doorstep. His finger pointing at me , eyes filled with rage.
" you're not going out of this house till the marks fades away let alone calling or talking to other about this incident "
Tears blurred my vision. I felt a lump in my throat. I clenched my fists as the pain was unbearable. I didn't know what did I even do . Was it my fault that I got kidnapped and got raped ?
Was I at fault for the loss of mine ?
"Do you get it ?! "
He yelled making me jump in fear.
" why am I even asking you. If you ever cared for our image , you wouldn't go around seducing boys and bringing shame to useless piece of trash!! "
I felt like someone just slapped me hard. I looked at him with wide eyes , shocked at the words that just rolled down from his lips. How could he say that to his own daughter?...at that point I started to doubt if I really was their child. It hurt. It hurt really bad.
He slammed the door . I heard the jiggling of keys . He locked the door. He locked me in my bedroom...he locked me inside my own house.
A mirror never lies, the one I was standing infront didn't lie either . It showed me covered with the horrible bruises . I felt disgusted. I hated myself. Just looking at my reflection urged me to peel of my skin.
Why ? Why me ? I asked to god , to myself . But didn't get the answer. Neither from him nor from myself.
I stepped into the shower as the cold water engulfed me . I rubbed every inch of my body with my bare hands , where the touches of those filthy hands lingered. Hoped it would help to remove their touches . Tears of frustration flowed and disappeared in the water. I kept rubbing and rubbing. My skin turned red . But it didn't stopped me . I didn't stoped until I satisfied.
I woke up feeling cold and found myself in darkness. I didn't knew where I was. I was definitely not in my bedroom as I was lying on the floor.
The door opened. I froze for a second. I realized I was in the same place .My breathing got heavy. I got terrified.
"No ....please no "
I didn't wanted to go through the torture again. I couldn't bear that again. They were coming closer. I backed away . Tears drenched my cheeks.
" please let me go...please "
I begged, clasping my palms .they grabbed my arm and started to drag me in the middle. I sobbed. I was trembling.
" please don't do this ! Please let me go ! "
" don't worry baby we will...after we are done fu*king your sweet pu**sy "
He said .I shivered . I looked at him horrified. He ripped my clothes.
" No!!"
I screamed. I was trying to push them away , cold sweats were pouring off me . I was panting. Suddenly My eyes met a pair of familiar hazel eyes . Neel's face was in my view , his hands holding my wrists. Surprisingly I was back in my bedroom.
"It was just a nightmare. It's okay. You're safe. Breath, breath, Neha.."
His hands left my wrists and cupped my face. He instructed me to take long breaths with him. A few tries and I could breath again.
I closed my eyes for a moment. It was just a dream. I told myself. But it felt so real. I got up and wrapped my arms around Neel's neck. He hugged me back without a second thought. His fingers gently brushing my hair and other hand rubbed my back in circular motion. I needed that . And he knew what exactly I needed. He knew how to comfort me.
" it's okay, Neha. Shh..stop crying. You'll get headache "
He said.
" it..it felt so real, Neel. I was so scared"
" no need to be scared, you're safe. I won't let that happen again, I promise "
Just then there was this sound of footsteps. It was coming closer. Neel heard that too and said he needed to hide and rushed inside the washroom.
The jiggling of keys was heard. The door opened and mom came in . I got up from bed.
" what was that sound ?"
She asked.
" wh-what sound mom ? "
I asked with my weak voice. I felt lightheaded.
" I heard someone's sream...more like yours"
She asked raising her brows . Her arms crossed against her chest.
" it's nothing...I just had a nightmare "
I mumbled,Looking down.
" keep it low ,will you ? It's past midnight, neighbors are sleeping. You're dad is trying to sleep . Thanks to you he is stressed and can't fall asleep "
I just nodded my head.
She left locking the door behind her. Once I was sure she went away I turned around. Suddenly everything was blurr. I remember falling down with a thud ,I remember hearing someone calling my name before everything went black.
The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was a worried face ,which belonged to my best friend. My throat felt dry . I was struggling to keep my eyes open. He helped me to drink some water. Thankfully the jug in my bedroom wasn't empty wasn't empty .