FF-Enigma-THREAD 1

I am geet Handa. A 18 years old girl. Life always have been cruel to me. I have seen my mum facing millions of problem to bring me here. She left everything for my safe life. She promised for my safe life.
I always look at this sea which I see ever day on my way drive home. I have 2 half brother and one sister.
My mum and biological dad separated when I was 8. I have a step dad. I hardly talk to him. I never called him dad purely because the betray my mum faced from both man. In my life I have no men. I don't.....
My real dad used to abuse my mum every day. Physically and mentally. In front of me. Night after night I used to see my mum crying. That effected my mentally badly. I have been quit since then. I used to get fed up seeing my mum cry...
Then when I was 7 I hard my mums brother talk to my mum to take some serious action.
My mum was from Punjab. A well rich family. She flee to merry to this guy... My dad that she called husband. And today she was getting advice again to flee. He only married my mum for money. Just for money. My mum was well off she could move on and start her life anywhere... Anywhere.... But something was keeping her there... Maybe that was love for this disgusting man. My dad. I remember once he hit me as well. I was 5 or 6. The blow was so strong that I fainted instantly. Since that day I only remember hating my dad. Pure hate.

When I was 8 my mum moved out of Punjab and moved to London. A new place. A new land for a new start. She brought me along with her. She couldn't leave me to die with my dad. My mum hard that my dad have looked for us allot... But failed to find us... My mum brought a flat in London. An my granddad used to give us money until she have met this new men in her life... My second dad. He accepted my mum with me. He also turned out to be the same. Abused my mum... But my mum have given up in her life. She couldn't fight anymore. She had enough. He used to abuse me to. Smack me. Purely because I was his step daughter. I cried allot. Allot. My mum never used to say much... Just apologize. He never respected my mum... But this man betrayed my mum so much... That her last bit of hope was murdered. My mum knew he always cheated on her... But she kept quit. By then I was 13. I used to feel disgust. Sick with men. My both dad betrayed my mum. All she ever asked for love... Nothing els...
I used to go to school crying almost every day. All my friends used ask but I never replied simply used to say I had a bad day with my brother and sister.
The abusing slowed down when my first younger sister was born. I stopped talking to him when I had my twin brother. I love my brother and sister. Never seen them as half. After all we have same mother.

I hated my step cousin as well. They always used to think as I am there step cousin. Taunt me with words. Only person I used to share was with my few best friend...
One cousin was 3 years older another 4 compare to my age. They always used to come round my house. And there mum taunt my mother and my step dad never used to say anything. Went along with them...

Every night I used to here my mum crying behind the close door. Something that hunted me since my young age. I kept my brother and sister always way from this. I never wanted they become effected like me. I never seen them as my half or steep brother and sister... I always think as they are my own....
I used to cry for my mum to... My brother and sister always hugged me saying not to cry... Wish I could tell them how brutal there dad is and how violently they torture our mother every night. And the ironic thing was my mum had both love marriage. I laughed... Sometime people used to thing I have gone mad... But I wondered if love story is like this then what is love... Love is brutal. A lie. A mistake that my mum still paying the price. Her experience have shown me... Love is a pointless feeling. Never love anyone that was my mums first word. Never believe in love. It gives you pain. My mums experience have taut me the reality. A violent reality that I am still living in today. Her mistake that me and my brother and sister paying the price.
I am 18 now... Love is natural thing in life... I see my best friend with there loved one... I simply ignore. Because i somewhere know they will end up like my mum. I tell them sometime... But they simply thing this girl Is mad.

Hey keya....i dont now y....but i hav a feeling as if i have gone through d same concept in Robin cook's Foriegn body................i mean i lov ur concept.....but did u actually take inspiration from d novel????Just asking..........

was waiting for it...................wonderful!!!

loved it................waiting for next part!!