Chapter 3: Please Mom, I Need You

“MOHAN KUMAR,” Ajay yelled out in disgust

“You b*stard, how dare you speak such words for my mom,” 

He lunged at Mohan, unable to hold his fury and grabbed his collar, then punched him in the face. 

He was about to land another punch when Mohan’s guards came by and pulled Ajay away, throwing him to the ground, they landed heavy blows and kicks on him..

Hitting and beating him black and blue, Samaira looked at what was happening in horror

She ran to Mohan and pleaded to let Ajay go

“Uncle Mohan please don’t do this, please let Ajay be, uncle, you know our family so well, you have been such good friends with papa.. please give us sometime and we will move out, Uncle please ask your men to stop beating my brother, please let him go”

“Samaira, I’m here to offer you people a choice to stay in this mansion, unfortunately it looks like I’ve been too lenient, now I’m left with no option at all,” 

He pursed his lips and pretended to appear conflicted as he looked at Mrs. Khanna crying over her husband's dead body

His face turned dark and ugly as he walked towards her and squatted down beside her and Ram Khanna’s body which still awaited to be cremated

Placing a finger below her chin he forced her to look up at him, this woman was a beauty who could give all young actresses a run for their money

Mrs. Khanna looked at him.. eyes filled with disgust and abhorrance, her lips pursed and she had a sneer on

“Darling," Mohan traced a finger across her face downwards

"Why waste your beauty and tears for this man who is no more, I don't like puffy eyes, come, be mine and make me happy, I promise to load you up with all the pleasures and luxuries of life”

 Mrs. Khanna’s lips curled in a dangerous sneer as she looked at him with hatred

"Never!,"

"I'll never do what you want me to, You're a snake Mohan, I'm happy that Ram didn't have to witness your black soul," 

She pulled her head away and jerked his hand 

Mohan's face went red with fury

"You f*cking disgusting W*ore!, how dare you insult me, I simply want to help, but looks like I'm being taken advantage of for being nice to you,”

“Uncle Mohan, how dare you?” Samaira glared at him

“Sshhh!, don't," he pointed a finger to his lips and glared at Samaira, warning her to shut up

"Don't you dare show me that attitude girl, or you will regret,”

He pointed to where Ajay lay beneath the feet of several strong men 

"Besides, kids shouldn't interefere when elders talk,"

Mohan’s face was laced with a sly smile, he turned to look at Mrs. Khanna

"If you do not agree to live with me as my mistress henceforth, I’ll make sure that you will have to take not one but two bodies for cremation today,"

Grabbing her chin, he turned her face to look at Ajay who was getting bashed ruthlessly, his body was limp and covered with blood while Samaira and little Shain were screaming and crying. Trying desperately to pull the men kicking him like a dog away from him

"Besides, you have no idea what all can I do to your body," he leaned closer to her and spoke softly

"Trust me, I'll make you one rich w*ore overnight if you agree to be with me, all the rich men out there would die to f*ck you b*tch,"

His disgusting words made her slap him as she struggled with all her might to free his grip from her arm

"Just give in, no point showing me your tantrum, I will be kind and allow you to burn Ram's body today, but tomorrow, I need you to look your best, wear the most sexy lingerie and be on my bed, okay?,"

Mrs. Khanna looked back at Mohan, her anger and hatred for this man intensified as she narrowed her eyes, Mohan laughed like an ugly frog, he knew he had left her with no choice.

The high and mighty, elegant, classy and ever gorgeous Mrs. Khanna who was known as the most beautiful wives in the film fraternity club, would soon be his mistress, the thought almost gave him an erection

He stretched out his hand and grabbed her chin

“Come now, give me a nice kiss to soothe my mood and I might let your son live,”

“MOHAN!,” 

"Ah!, did I tell you that I like beige coloured lingeries more than red, makes one look more naked," he leered at her, ignoring her anger

Mrs. Khanna felt disgusted at the look of lust in his eyes, even while his close friend’s body lay wrapped in white before him, waiting for the last rites and rituals to be performed, he behaved like a vulture

“Come now, hurry,” he pulled her face closer to his, pouting his lips like a pig

The woman tried hard to free her jaw from his grasp, extreme repugnance brewed up within her and she opened her mouth and spat a mouthful at him

*B*tch!,”

The man roared and grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her up to her feet ruthlessly

The woman didn't make any noise to express her pain and this angered him more

“Uncle Mohan!, leave her, let my mom go”

Samaira rushed to him and tried to fight the man but he shoved her aside with great force

“You think I’m here to play around, I’ll show you how serious I am,”

*TEARR!*

A loud sound was heard in the hall as Mohan ripped off and tore open a huge chunk of Mrs. Khanna’s blouse, leaving her bra exposed to everyone present in the room

“NOOO!” Samaira rushed to her mom, trying to cover her but a couple of guards held her tight

“Mohan, you B*stard, let my mom go,” Ajay yelled despite being beaten up

Mohan’s eyes shone when he saw the smooth fair skin 

“My decision was not wrong about you b*tch, you really are worth billions,”

Mrs. Khanna who was shocked with what just happened crossed her arms across her chest in a bid to cover her body from her kids

She was beyond embarrassed, nothing was worse than being molested before the eyes of your kids in such a humiliating manner

“Mom! don’t give in, mom, kick this b*astard,”

Samaira who was in tears and was crying hysterically shouted as she tried to free herself

“Mohan!, don’t do this, for old times sake do…,”

*RIP*

Before Mrs. Khanna could complete.. he ripped her sleeves apart, exposing her arm

“MOHAN, don’t.. Don’t do this,” She roared as her entire body trembled

“Ha ha ha ha, or what.. What will you do b*tch? Will you kill me?,”

He took slow steps towards her as she kept retreating

At this moment she felt so helpless, so naked in the eyes of her kids, not because her clothes were ripped off, but because her dignity had been crushed

Parents are supposed to be the strength of their kids, not weakness, never should they appear weak and broken before their children who have only looked up at them as super parents

Mrs. Khanna kept taking steps back until she reached a guard standing by, she glanced at his waist and in one swift move she grabbed the gun off its holster

“MOM, NO!,”

Samaira understood what she wanted to do

Mrs. Khanna pointed the gun at Mohan whose steps faltered and he froze

“Don’t even try b*tch, if you kill me, my son will make sure to make a w*ore out of both you and your daughter,”

The woman stared at him with eyes that were deep and unfathomable, a certain glint of extreme madness flashed in her eyes

“Mom, please don’t,”

Samaira who tried to free herself from the clutches kept crying helplessly

Mrs. Khanna turned to look at both her kids, a look of desperation and  helplessness brimmed in her eyes

“Ajay, look after your sister well,”

She tried to look at Ajay whose face was not visible, looking at Samaira she smiled with trembling lips, her gun pointed at Mohan who dared not move

“Tigress, stay strong and fight, don’t think about what happened today, your papa abandoned us today, don’t blame him, he is innocent, he was framed, be strong my girl, remember that he was innocent,”

“Mom, yes, I know, mom, please drop the gun, we will work around this as long as we all are together,” 

Samaira could feel her leg going limp in fear of what her mother was about to do

“Shain, now you have to be the man to protect your aunt and father, make me proud darling,”

The woman then glared at Mohan

“You really think a man as despicable as you will get what he wants? foolish jerk,” 

She let the latch of the gun free and Mohan was scared, just as he prepared to kneel and beg for mercy from the crazy woman

“I’m sorry kids, please forgive me, I’m not abandoning you,”

*BANG*

 A loud deafening sound silenced everything in the huge hall

“MOM!, NANA,”

Ajay and Shain’s painful loud screams echoed across the hall 

Samaira stood frozen for a long while, her eyes looked lifeless, as if she weren’t alive.. then as realization dawned upon her she fell to the ground like a lifeless rag doll

Her gaze were fixed on her mom

It all happened in a jiffy 

Mrs. Khanna lay there amidst a pool of blood that streamed out of the big hole formed on her temple due to gun shot

Samaira didn’t know If all this was happening for real, was fate playing a cruel joke on her, or was this all a nightmare and she would wake up sometime soon only to find out that all this is really not happening, but Alas!

She had no more tears, no more pain, no more crying..

Just empty eyes that wanted to fill up the image of her mother that lay before her

“F*cking s*it” Mohan screamed

“Call the cops and inform them that she committed suicide as she couldn’t bear her husband’s death, she had gone mad and lost her senses, hitting us all and tearing her clothes.. Classic case of a mad woman,” he sneered and laughed aloud

He was relieved that he was not the target of this woman, he quickly gathered his courage and looked at the Khanna siblings

“I’ll give you just till tonight, so that you finish off dumping the bodies of your coward parents and leave this place by tomorrow,”

He saw that neither Samaira, nor Ajay were in a state to talk, shaking his head, he walked towards the exit..

 Leaving the the whole mansion to mourn the death of two most prominent personalities in city

3 months later:

“Miss Samaira, I’m sorry but the actor for the female lead role has been selected, how about doing and item number in our movie,”

Ah Time! art thou so cruel to all, does thine haveth no heart..

All Hearts !!