Chapter 1
3-1-2026
8:46 pm
Chilling cold, I felt a wave of shiver ran through my body. Oh god why the fuck my head is spinning. I hear irritating noises of a woman and probably two guys.
One guy said 'it's my fault, I should have taken better care of her, I didn't knew she had to take medicines to sleep and was skipping her meals' the woman said 'it's fine Ayush, it's not your fault, she never told us what she is going through'.
Uhm fuck these people, their voices is so IRRITATING. My head is already spinning like crazy, I kept my eyes shut.
After an hour or so, every piece of shit left. Oh thank you God. I opened my eyes and shut instantly too.
'hiss' I whispered unconsciously and then slowly opened my eyes, the surrounding. Wait. WTF. DON'T TELL ME I AM KIDNAPPED.
SHIT! WHAT ABOUT MY WORLD TOUR, MY MBBS DEGREE, MY DREAM OF ADOPTING A KID, LIVING MY LIFE ALONE, JOINING NGOs, INCREASING WOMEN EMPOWERMENT. Haye! Meri Kismat.
I get off that ugly ass blanket my chest. And stumbingly went to the mirror infront of me.
Uhm. Wait. Bruh. This isn't me. Like she have body like and bit traits like me but she looks striking.
This woman have straight button nose, almond eyes, long unreal long thick lashes, full pouty bit cupid bow lips, sharp jawline, oval heart shaped face, proclein white paled skin, high cheekbones.
Her height is probably 5'5 and her BODY IS TEA MAN.
Lemme guess 36-25-42 kind. Damnn!
This woman is leggiit femme fatale.
I felt dizziness again and went to the bed. I looked at my surrounding more throughly now. Rich. Kidnappers are wealthy. Voow.
I closed my eyes to relax my heart snd found a solution for it as crying won't help. Right.
I have always been like this. Calm under pressure. And a cold bitch.
Actually I have always been a enjoy your life and love yourself more than any fucker.
I never had a relationship, less to no friends, abusive parents so the very idea of getting married, having kids is traumatizing to me.
I feel you only help yourself at the end of day, no any random bitch. Though I am dramatic, people quite enjoy being in my prescene maybe because I talk with my hands, mouth, eyes, face all at once. Like I am very expressive and what's in my head is on my face. I can't fake. But I am detached.
I love being with myself rather than anyone else. I am trained singer, painter, belly dancer and bharatnatyam dancer, I play piano and guitar. And I was pursuing mbbs. WAS.
WAIT. I got so lost in my thinking that I forget where I am right now.
I heard a knock on the door. A guy entered the room, tall, boyish, handsome, quite muscular, shaved kinds. Giving comfortable vibes.
He didn't looked like a kidnapper but I still got alert. What if right. We never know. I have trust issues. Really bad.
I said 'who tf are you? ' to which his eyes widened, and he processed my words for a moment, I raised my one eyebrow.
Ayush : You don't remember me? You don't know my name?
' nope' I replied, 'wait we will talk about who you are later. First tell me who 'I' am? And wtf am I doing here.?
His eyes widened and he immediately yelled 'Kainaat, Reyaansh'
Uhm who the fuck are these people. Hell why is it getting complicated.
A woman probably in her 20s came. Her hair mid length, and coloured, not the jet black this women had, though neither this woman had nice black, she can make her looks more better.
This kainaat women was pretty no doubt, her eye blue, mid length hair, but tanned brownish skin, her hair were wavy, straight nose, thin lips, and her body was normal like maintained.
The woman's body I was she had everything exaggerated. Her figure, hair, skin colour, lips, everything. Though she definitely is striking. On her left, a guy which probably is reyaansh as this whatsover guy yelled.
He looks uhm tough. Quite scary. Unlike the previous guy. He had a scar on his left eye like small one. His body muscular and taller. A clean shaved kind stubble. Straight nose. Sharp eyes. Well no one of them looks kidnapper but the do look like dangerous.
The previous guy said melonically 'she don't remember anything and asked who she is'. Kainaat gasped and reyaansh just stood tough, processing the information.
They immediately called the doctor who took whole body checkup of mine. Only to reveal that it's just anemia. I might get my memory in a week or probably never.
The previous guy looked defeated, exhausted and had tears. While the women whose name I remembered but forgot again looked the same. Eww. Bro. Stop doing this. I will laugh. I made a very boring face. And said
Atleast tell me my name bro. I said blantly with a flat tone. The guy said 'you are amaira, Amaira Mehra, my sister'
I made a oo shape with my pulmp lips nodding like a kid. And then pointed at all of them saying 'who are you guys, atleast introduce yourself to me'
Ayush, I am your brother. The guy said.
Kainaat, your best friend. My eyes nearly fell out, oh god seriously best friend htf this woman can have a bff.
Kainaat countinued "my husband, Reyaansh'
I just nod. Because I am bored af.
Yrr why the fuck God do this to me only. And no way I remember any of these jokers. I only remember me being a MBBS student, 20 year old, having the time of my life, and I died by car accident. I hated men. I hate the very thought of men. As I was raped, and tortured by wax at 15 when kidnapped. I was scared and disgusted that's why I developed a tough side.
