Chapter 8

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The hoards from hell pounding on my Skull insistently woke me up from my deep slumber. After waking from the world of Death, my exhausted brain registered that there were no hell hoards to be found but an annoying cell phone which was ringing non-stop, to my utter conclusion it was the vicious hell hordes..how delightful! (plz note the sarcasm).
I answered my phone without bothering to check the caller Id, well, I said sleepily

Hello, Assalam-0-Alaikum.
Silence....silence
Hello, who is this?
Silence... Silence
Is anybody there?

Walakum Salam!

My sleep suddenly vanished, all haziness from my mind disappeared after listening to His voice now my mind was on Red alert screaming danger...danger.
His voice snapped me out of my thoughts

Why are you so quiet?
Say something!

I whispered scared," how did you get my number?"
He laughed, a sound so carefree that I would have been surprised if I wasn't scared half to death. He stated amused

Seriously, you are asking me this that Me being me, how I got your number...My dearest Maharukh your number is nothing, if I want I can get you anytime.

I started breathing heavily, my mind in pieces he asked quietly

Are you scared Maharukh?
Did I frighten you?
I think now you know who I am.

I remain quiet, trying to calm my ragged breathing. He sneered

I saw your 'good for nothing cousin came today & I'm sure you satisfied your curiosities about me. I am sure He had greatly enlightened you about my various aristocracies & My inhumane hobbies & endeavors depicting me as a cold-hearted, merciless Monster. Not that I will state otherwise, though I am going to correct Your misunderstanding: Maharukh I am not going to hurt you, You should not be scared, You are the only one I can't hurt don't worry, I will kill myself before hurting you. You are my everything Maharukh, I can't stop thinking about you, you are in my dreams, in my thoughts, in my head all the time. I can't sleep without thinking about you, can't eat without thinking about you, can't stop loving you...

I interrupted him impatiently ending his rant, his words had chilled me to my bones. I was enraged, how dare he say that, I spat

I am not yours, I am your Nothing!
You are right you are a cold-blooded monster & I will never be with the likes of you. Oh, Allah Almighty!.. How could you take precious human lives just like that without any guilt or remorse...How?

I started crying, grief overwhelmed me shutting me up. He was quiet not that I expect an answer from him. When I could no longer control my sniffles I ended the call.

The phone calls have cleared any illusions of his humanity that I had about him.
I had to tell anyone I can't keep it inside me. It's eating me from inside. Rukhsar was on her honeymoon & I don't want to spoil it so that left me with only one person.

I called Sheriyar Bhai & we decided to meet outside because no one can know about this, especially my family & foremost, I don't want to put them in any danger so Sheriyar bhai was my only option, tomorrow I will tell him everything & we will find a solution Inshaallah.
Plz, Allah Almighty help me & show me the right path...plz protect my virtue & keep my family safe plz. Verily, You are the Most Merciful & Beneficent.

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