The Concealed Love

I was sitting at the study table, in my room, going through a horror book, reading each and every fragment.

Mom and Dad were out for a dinner date, that I and Leo planned for them so that they could have fun and take break from the heavy workload. Leo was out for a birthday party at one of his friends' residence. The three of them (Mom, Dad and Leo) had left about ten minutes ago, and would not return until midnight.

I was completely lost in the excerpt at the moment.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps caught my attention. That sound arose downstairs. I looked at the watch hanging on the front-wall. The time was quarter to ten. "How can it be possible? Nobody is here, I am all alone in the house and the main door is locked, I am pretty sure," I contemplated.

It had to be an illusion as I was reading a horror book. So I stopped thinking, and continued. With every passing second, the sound grew louder, as if approaching me. I got goosebumps.

The footsteps came nearer; close to the door. My heart started pounding, the drops of sweat started appearing on my already cold skin, body started trembling out of fear.

The door to my room was shut, but not locked. That time was not right for being careless by just pondering why I was hearing those sounds. So, I got up from the chair and tried to approach the door as quickly as possible to lock it.

Finally my hand reached the door knob, but at the same time the door started pushing me as if the other person behind the door was trying to open it. I applied as much force as I could, but the man succeeded. Yes, there was a man.

He pushed the door open and it collided with my forehead. "I am so sorry sweetheart. You wouldn't be hurt, if you let me enter easily," he scoffed. He seemed quite innocent unless you didn't look into his eyes. Breaking into someone's house is definitely not an innocent act. His eyes reflected his devilish essence. They were full of lust, pure lust and hatred.

I didn't know who he was and where he came from. "How did you come inside? What do you want? Who are you? Why the hell are you here?" I threw questions at him. He remained quiet for a while. His starving eyes searched my frame from head to toes.

He took a step towards me. In response, my feet automatically stepped backward. "No sweetheart, don't do this. Don't make it difficult for me or you'll suffer more. Come on, let us have fun. And why I am here, because you don't know how delicious you look, and I wanna savour every part of you," he whispered the last part licking his lips.

I gulped in fear. What on earth had driven him here? Neither I nor my family had any disputes with someone. There were a lot of questions swirling in my head but the most important one was, "How will I get out of this situation?"

Now I was drenched in sweat. I was breathing heavily. Every nerve of mine was struggling with fright. He was coming closer and I was moving away from him. How long could I hold? He was a well-built man and I was a normal girl not having any knowledge of judo, karate etc. How could I beat him?

And the game ended, I could no longer step backward. My study-table blocked my path. Now I yelled, so that somebody might hear and save me from that devil. My mouth was shut as soon as he placed his one hand over it and pressed it, blocking my voice. Now breathing was not less than a chore for me.

The fabric of my night-dress was too thin and the corner of the table was piercing my back. It caused intense ache. I remembered that earlier, I placed my pen somewhere near that corner, on the table. An idea popped up my head. I thought I might take that pen and injure his eye with that.

With his other hand, he tugged my hair. A cry escaped my mouth but he had already blocked it. Meanwhile I was searching for the pen on the table with my hand behind my back and also wincing at the pain that he was shooting continuously. Finally I found the pen. I raised my hand to shove the pen into one of his eyes. Before I could do what I planned, he gripped my hand and the pen slipped, fell straight onto the floor. The only hope died. "Being smart in front of me. How poor you are!" he remarked and pouted in the last.

He took out a knife from the pocket of his jeans, and placed its edge under my chin. A tear streamed down my cheek. My heart was skipping beats by then. "Dont panic poor girl. I am not killing you so soon. Firstly, I'll play with you. And you know what I mean by playing," he said.

Now I was crying out of my lungs. With the knife in his hand, he made the way down from the chin to my neck, and then to my ample cleavage and tore my dress with the help of that knife, exposed my flesh. I fell on my knees. I was wailing, "Please. Noooo..." My breath was coming in gasps.

He bent to my level. This time he tugged my breast. I winced, I cried hard out of pain. The physical pain wasn't bothering at all, but the pain he caused to my soul, was unbearable. I fought him, tried to free myself. It pissed him off, and he gave me a cut with the knife, on my breast. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah..........Nooo.....noo....please leave me, please. Dont do this to me, please," I cried, pleaded.

That monster didn't end it here. He dragged me to the bed, tore the remaining part of my dress. Now I was fully naked. He tied both my hands to the sides of the bed and did the same with my legs. I struggled, but he was stronger.

I heard other footsteps coming towards me. There was another man, and he entered the room. Within seconds he came near my bed. I didn't dare to look at him. I knew what was about to happen. Both were excited, laughing and cheering. "Babe, he is going to join me in the game," he said pointing towards the new man. I was a plaything for them. Nobody was paying attention to my agonizing cries. By then, my eyes were dried up, no more tears left in them, but my heart was weeping.

Their hunger was turning into starvation. Both of them started ruining my flesh at the same time. The wild dogs were biting me, eating me. One started undressing himself and getting himself ready to deflower me. He lifted my chin and said, "Get ready love." The moment I heard his voice, my breath hitched. I looked up at him. I couldn't believe who I realised he was. Everything started to turn dark. Within few seconds, I was completely invaded by darkness.

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