Part 10
A part of themselves
She opened the car door exited with trembling feet puking her guts out, When she felt that speeding car she could almost feel those glass shred piercing all over her body again what she did not expect was a hand pulling her hairs back and rubbing her back slowly soothing the sudden pain that rose in her chest but he was the reason of that pain her mind retorted back bringing the night back to her
Once she calmed down from puking, he ran to the car grabbing a bottle of water , giving it to her , she was weak trembling and water was her truly her need at that moment, she rinsed her mouth and her face, a sense of realization hit her as the water did , it was real whatever happened was real, she was almost raped , Suraj had traded her like a sac of dirt... she might not know the guy well but she honestly believed he might have some good in him but no nothing
"Lets go?!" He asked looking at her lost in her own thoughts, he was currently walking on glass around her, he did not know what was she thinking since she behaved like a zombie, other girls might have had whine screamed but she was numb and that was worrying him , worrying for a stranger
"NO" A word from her, atleast something but a no? Was it what Suraj wanted to hear
"What do you mean by no??" They were standing in the middle of no where in night time after having had had such a difficult night
"I said NO... I am not coming back with you" Chakor had been through a lot of things and she did not and deserve tonight , no girl deserves what she went through , Suraj might have had returned and saved her from that man but he couldn't change the fact she was still feeling captured in that very moment that man trapped her beneath him
"Chakor!!!! I am not leaving you stranded in the middle of no where" He yelled at her not knowing what other to do... his entire life he's neither been consoled nor he had consoled someone... so he did what he does best ... Screaming and being angry which she returned back strongly
"But you could have let me under that man's mercy ... for what??? tell me Mr Suraj for what?? for what did you trade me for?? Drugs? Cocaine? What?????" She screamed frustratedly , her hands trailing in her hairs pulling it backwards wanting desperately to stop her mind thinking about that man's gaze, stop feeling his fingers on her thighs
The night lights were dimmed and his car headlights switched and offed syncing with his heartbeat , her voice echoing in his head to his heart ... he had become his father unwantedly tonight... he knew his cause but that never gave him the permission to play with a girl... he himself couldn't remove the images he saw on entering that chamber then Chakor
"I am not coming with you" She repeated adamantly while wrapping her arms around herself as if still shielding herself from those lustful gaze which made him nauseous thinking perhaps shielding herself from him too as he belonged to the same category
He would have left her had it been at in a safe place but it wasn't "Chakor lets go i promise nobody will touch you" Was what he said before her tears set free from her eyelid and her palm straight on his cheeks slapping him but he was unbothered for the slap, he stood still... being hurt wasn't something new to him ... he was taught to accept all kind of pain eversince he was mere a toddler but somehow her tears hurted him more the slap
"You promise nobody will touch me???? NO You can't a monster like you can't make such promises!! I am a girl like your mother and sister and you couldn't even respect that? You traded me inspite of me scream begging you... you know what your sister must be thankful she's dead because with a brother like you she'd wish just that" She spoke bitterly between soft punches of her fist against his chest she feeling her body , heart and mind ache and she wanted him to feel the same pain she was in , she wanted something to numb her pain least she knew her words were engraving itselves in Suraj's mind
"I still feel his eyes over me... i know he's dead but i still feel he will come back and continue ripping my clothes for his fun... you wanna see what he did???? You wanna appreciate his work??" her sobs were now turn into full painful cries she was broken far beyond the boundary to care about showing him her vulnerability , she pulled her hairs away from her neck showing the random placing she was bit and her arms which was now fully red with nail scratches on them causing Suraj to hiss for the very first time
He didn't even say a word at being slapped and punch but he hissed at her bruises as if he cared but Chakor knew best
He wanted to take the same gun he shot Malhotra and knock himself out but he couldn't , he couldn't afford to kill himself and this girl infront of him thought she was more vulnerable than him , knowing his words will do nothing to her , he pulled her to his car while she kept on struggling
"leave me... i wanna leave or perhaps you want to continue what that man started" She spoke tearfully feeling a sudden fear curb her heart she was scared of him , she had lost trust in him , he wasn't even the same stranger he was for him anymore , he was just a monster
Suraj froze momentarily at Chakor's words but he knew, it was her pain speaking and she had every rights too
"You don't want to see what you were traded for?? I will just show you that and after that you may leave wherever you want too" He replied pushing her in the car seat and taking the driver seat, her silence confirmed a yes on her behalf but it was a silence with heavy breaths from her side , she was breathing heavily as if trying to calm her senses .. in that instance he wished someone had soothed him whenever he was in pain so he could have learnt how to sooth her
He drove on an empty ground with just a truck in sight and exited the car waiting for Chakor to step out
She looked at the truck quizzically refusing to move forward so he grabbed her wrist taking her to the behind of the truck container leaving her , he pulled out boxes placing them on the ground and then left only to come back with a fire touch lamp forwarding it to Chakor who still stood confused
"What do i do with this???" She was angry and she still didn't understand what was he trying to prove , he had an unreadable expression on his face like always
"Set it on fire" was what he said shocking her ... he had traded her for some smuggled good only for those to be set on fire
"I don't understand your dirty games Suraj... i don't form part of your criminal circle" She spatted angrily
He walked ahead opening the boxes showing pounds of drugs and weapons "this is what Malhotra was trading drugs and illegal weapons... Malhotra is a distributor of these... everyone you saw there were wholesalers including me and then we sell them to retailers and those to common public , the normal supply chain except for those goods who leave no stone unturn into destroying someones life, you know who those common public normally are???" He asked watching her face in deep thoughts as if she was trying her level best to understand him , she shook her head in a no wanting him to continue
"those are mostly teenagers , collegers all across the country, i am adamant to get these only to destroy them , i want to destroy this entire circle , i was there to destroy Khanna but i had no idea Malhotra will be there, he is like the shark of distributors since he is himself a manufacturer " He said in disgust remembering how Malhotra exploited young people into working for him
As his words hit her mind she realized why it was important for him to have the consignment, true he wanted it to be destroyed but did not explain why at her cost "Agreed you did it for a good cause but was what you did the only option??? Was this the only option??" She asked pointing at the her torn dress but left spellbounded as he removed his coat placing it over her shoulder without meeting her eyes
He did not place her coat over her for her benefit but again for his benefit, the red bruises on her body was acting like acid to his eyes and was glad she did not throw it back on his face
"it wasn't the only option, i could had searched for another way" he accepted guiltily and it was just what she wanted to hear, her dignity had more value
"Then Why Suraj???" her tears rushed back to her eyes as she asked him her hands curled tightly on his collars as she pulled him with all strength she had left in her body wishing he'd face her right in the face and answer her
"Because i am A coward!!!!!!!" He screamed placing his hands on hers trying to pull her apart but her hands refused to move
"I could have thought of another way but wouldn't have had ended in Malhotra dying" She wanted him to meet her eyes but when he did she did not expect the frightening rage in them , it made her shiver to her spine
"I was 8 when father invited Malhotra at our place trying to convince him for a certain consignment... guess what he wanted in return to that consignment????" his hands squeezed hers as he spoke , her face softening at the pain dripping in his voice, she had a feeling he was about to give her a part of him and then she remembered Malhotra's words, he kept on insisting she reminded him of someone... before killing him ... he told Suraj she reminded him of his mother
"Your...mo..ther" she whispered in daze her mind losing all its capacity for thoughts ...she wanted him to say no and she was wrong but he only chuckled bitterly confirming she was right
"My mother was the prettiest woman i've seen Chakor, she treated me like a human being, she cooked for me fed me played with me but that day a different game was played, i thought it was hide and seek but in hide and seek you don't get locked in a room and in hide and seek you don't get to hear your mothers painful cries ... i was just in the other room unable to understand what were they doing to my mother along with those cries i could hear the disgusting moans of Malhotras whom an eight years old can never understand" She took a hard breath wanting to stop him from talking , she could see all of that happening in her head and tried to see that 8 years old suraj in the one who stood infront of her ... he was still there ... a drop of tear escape his eyes as he revived those days
"He was raping her but he did not kill her, that bas***d did not get the pleasure to kill her... the door was opened in the night when my cries and mummy's cries stopped, i ran back to her room and found her frozen on her bed ...breathing but quiet just like you were... i know i hurt you but you know what seeing you like that was hurting my dead heart too" he confessed in the blank of his emotions , he was just going with the flow of whatever flashes he was now getting in his mind which reflected whatever happened to his mother to Chakor's, "I did never forgive myself hadn't i been able to save you... yes i couldn't stop him from hurting you but i stopped him from molesting you... i did right" she could feel his fingers shivering over hers... for once Suraj wasn't emotionless anymore , he was showing fear and desperance
"you did you did stop him... you did save me... i am angry but you saved me you killed him" Her fears and lack of trust for him was replaced by the part that he just gave her... she crossed the distance between them wrapping her arm around his waist tight , she felt like she was about to fall but then he wrapped his arms back around her ... so tight that it almost hurt but it was a pain that was numbing all the other aches which reminded of Malhotra and the ache in her heart for the eight years old boy who deserved happiness who deserved having his childhood with his mother
"You did stop him" She cried muffledly in his arms ... unknown to the fact that it was comforting his inside ... he wip his eyes with the back of his one hand still keeping her in his arms finding an unknown solance, Chakor had unravelled his wound but it felt like she gave a closure to that part of him
"Can we go home?" She whispered next slowly , he broke apart , he knew she was tired and so was he but first they lit the consignment boxes on fire watching it getting envelopped by the fiery yellowish red with a satisfaction in their heart
She entered the car tightening his coat around her , she started the night hating him , but now one thing was sure , he wasn't perfect he did take wrong decisions but he wasn't a bad person , he had his emotionless feeling back on his face like whatever transpired being them moments ago didn't happen at all but Chakor didn't care
"I suffer from post traumatic stress disorder eversince my accident... i get triggered by everything related to that accident .. such as speeding" She spoke tiredly, she had never confessed that to even her own parents ... he only 'hmm' in return showing he was still listening while keeping his eyes fixed on the road before checking his speed was below 80 km/h "At night i get sleep paralysis attacks and it replays whatever happened that night in my mind ... nobody ever woke me up whenever i suffered from it... no-one until you" She said her slowly falling on his shoulder tiredly , she closed to eyes before hearing the another 'hmm' he gave
PTSD - Sleep paralysis attacks were words unknown to him... but looking at Chakor who always behaved cheerful and happy he wondered how much more were locked in her , were she as lonely as he was inspite of her happy facade
"I am sorry Chakor" He whispered slowly to her ... something he couldn't have done while she was awake and angry
Edited by Blushy_Auntacid - 7 years ago
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