Together FOREVER: An AsYa FF - Page 2

CHAPTER 2

Asad was sitting in his room alone, as he had always been. Flying at the alacrity of light, thought were spinning in his head. He himself was unsure of his earlier actions. He had turned Zoya, his Zoya out of the house.

He was confused, about his feelings for that girl, his unexplained rage and everything else. It felt like he had been hit by a mental catastrophe whose intensity only he could comprehend.He knew somewhere at the back of his mind that Zoya, out of all people, could never imagine hurting someone, leave alone slaughtering an innocent girl. Yet he had chosen not to believe her, perhaps in anger, since those despicable people had raised fingers at his mother's character. But Zoya never meant for all this to happen.

He felt guilty, he was mad at himself for having treated Zoya so awfully in a fit of rage. She had been only trying to lend a hand. And now that she was gone, Asad felt sore at heart, as if someone had taken away a part of hm. He closed his eyes and remembered her.

Her sole presence used to light up his world. Her dimpled smile, the way she said his name and her beautiful eyes overwhelmed him. He opened his eyes and reality flooded back. A tear escaped his eye. He regretted those silent moments between them,when none of them spoke. A thousand lives would be concentrated in that moment.Although it had felt beautiful, so many things had been left unsaid.

While screaming at her furiously, he thought it felt right but that right was wrong. Now he was caught in hi ire's storm.

His phone rang."Zoya Farooqui" the caller ID flashed. His immediate thought was to accept the call and apologizefor being such a dumbass. But what would he tell her? To forget him since she deserved much more joy in life, something he could never give her, even if he wanted to? He didn't have the courage to speak to her after all that he had done to her, he could not bring himself to pick up the phone. He rejected the call and threw the phone to the wall.he felt disgusted by his own self.

After a time, that seemed like ages to him, he got up and dressed himself to go to office.

He felt awful and hurt but it was something he was used to. He knew what it took to move on and how it felt to lie to himself. However, he wished he could trade this life for something new.

Picking up the pieces now where to begin because the hardest part of ending is starting again.

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CHAPTER 3

She looked back, raghu was not far from sight. Zoya ran faster. The only thought spinning in head was that what could happen if she failed escaping from his clutches.

She tried to shake the horrible idea out of her mind but she was getting tired and could not carry on any further. She was panting heavily and Asad just wouldn't respond to her calls. Suddenly, she shrieked. Raghu had got hold of her.

Raghu now held Zoya, her delicate tresses in his tight fist,gripped so tight that the pain brought tears to her eyes. The woman who was with him was nowhere to be seen.

She begged him to leave her but it seemed like he was in no hurry to let her go so easily. Or let her go at all. Zoya's head was burning with pain and she dropped the ipad from her hands. It fell onto the hard road with a dull thud.

Raghu feared that Zoya's screams would gather attention of any passerby, even though there were hardly any. So he took out his white handkerchief which had been tied into a knot. Holding Zoya's hair in one hand he opened the knot.

Zoya could see nothing on the handkerchief but when he brought it close to her nose, she smelled something like never before. She suddenly felt good and the day seemed brighter. Her vision was blurred, so much so, that she could not properly see who she was being held captive by. Soon the world around her started to spin and her heavy eyelids shut her eyes close.

After a time, that seemed like ages, Zoya slowly opened her eyes. Her head throbbed, so much so, she could actually bang her head somewhere to put an end to the burning pain in her temple.

After some unsuccessful attempts, Zoya managed to make herself sit up. She was in some dark dingy room. Her world was already whirling violently and moreover, the smell of the cobwebs and dust sprinkled over the entire place made her want to throw up.

Zoya felt it was strange of her captivator to let her loose. She got up and walked towards the door with a weird and curious feeling which gave her creeps.

Just as she moved towards the door, raghu's potato head appeared at the entrance. "All too easy, darling?", he asked with a smug smile. Zoya walked backwards, trying to figure out raghu's intentions through is cold eyes. However, what raghu did next surprised her. He handed her his phone, Zoya wore a confused look.

"Call him", he barked. Zoya looked at him as if he had asked her to swallow her tongue.

"Call him an tell him you're fine and safe", he said, imitating a girl with a pout.

Zoya suddenly realized what she expected her to do. He would make her call Asad and tell him that she was having a ball and that he needn't worry about her disappearing act so that he would never be concerned and she would be exiled with this monster who had god-knows-what plans for her.

"No, I won't ", she said defiantly. But two minutes later, with a gun aimed right at her temple, Zoya dialed his number with trembling hands. "Don't try to act smart or I'll blow you head", raghu warned her casually, as if he knew that she would do exactly what he told her to.