Meera ~"Mark my words, Meera you will be my slut in no time".I hurriedly climbed upon the stairs, without looking back, I directly went into my room and shut the door behind me and locked it from inside. I walked towards bathroom and started to scrub my hands where he laid his filthy hands on mine. His voice, still ringing in my head. How can be he so disgusting and shameful? I am his fucking sister in law, how could he do this to me. Didn't he care about Abram, then why did he do this to me. Fucking bastard. I scrubbed out his touch until my skin turned red and finally I dropped the loofah from my hand on the floor. Tears streamed down from my eyes, and a sob wreck through my chest. I feel disgusting. Should I tell Abram? Yes, I should definitely tell Abram, about what his brother did and said to me. He will definitely do something. Atleast he will protect me from him, because I am afraid, what Ethan may do to me next. I have a gut feeling that he is going to harm me. And th
Meera ~It's been a week, since that incident. Neither I have spoken to Abram nor I had an encounter with Ethan. For Abram, as long as I don't come into his way, we are good. Even though it still hurts me that, he didn't believe me but it's fine, he has no reason to believe me after all, I killed my sister. I wish you were alive, lottie, nothing this would have ever happened. I jolted as I heard someone running inside the kitchen and I held the knife in defense, and let out a sigh of relief when I saw Samantha standing in front of me. "What happened sammy, what got you so rushed up? " I ask, and continued to make tomato puree. She huffed and took long intake of air. "She is coming" She said and I frowned. "Who is coming, Samantha? " I ask, and looked at her. "Sir Abram's grandmother. Mrs. Joan Rickard" She say and my eyes widened. I have never met Abram's grand mother. Just heard great things about her and she lives somewhere in Scotland, in their country home. "I guess it's no
Meera ~He was on top of me and my eyes widened in fear. "Ethan". I let out the whisper of his name in fear and for a moment I went numb. His blue orbs looked at me with a sinister glint. " Never ever my name sounded, this sexy from a someone's mouth" He said and smirked at me, sinisterly. His every word, every touch disgust me. "You disgust me" I gritted out and try to push him away with all my might but he didn't even budge. His weight has started to suffocate me, my eyes brimmed with tears when I felt his lips skimming down on my neck. "Get away from me you bastard" I screamrd and best his chest, but he sunk his teeth deeper into my neck, biting my flesh, chewing it, causing me to shriek in pain. "You are delicious, Meera darling" He said and dug his teeth on the other side of my flesh, I could feel my flesh tearing away from my neck. It hurts, it hurts so bad, tears streamed down from the corner of my eyes, I punched on his chest with courage I got . He pinned my hands abo
Abram ~I watched the scene unfolding in front of me in horror, my wife, she was kicking on the shin of my brother, who was oblivious to any pain because he was unconscious. She kept on kicking him like a possesed woman, my heart was thrumming inside my chest rapidly. Her clothes were torn, hair was mess, she looked broken. My breath hitched in my throat, when she looked at me. My vision blurred when I saw her bruised bloodied face, only if I have listened to her that day. What kind of husband I am? Who can't even save his wife. She walked towards me, I want to hold her, and never let go, but she walked past by me. I turn around and grab her wrist. She turn around and look at me, there was no anger, nothing in her eyes, they just looked blank and it broke my heart. "Meera--" I whisper her name and she withdrew her hand away from my grasp. "Don't touch me" She said, her voice lacking any emotion, I watched her retriving back as she climbed up the stairs. I have broken her. I am
Meera ~"You killed me, Meera. You didn't care for my love, you killed me, ruined every happy aspect of my life, now it's time you die and rot in hell".I felt my breath got stuck in my chest, and I couldn't breath, all I could see and hear was my sister's voice who is hell bent on killing me. Tears streamed down from the corner of my eyes, I couldn't breathe, I tried to remove the hand which was choking me but I failed. Seconds by seconds my breathing laboured and shortened and I could feel my death near, in front of my eyes. Suddenly , my throat got released, and I take long intakes of air, trying calm myself from near death experience. "I hate you, so much Meera" I heard the familiar female voice of my ex best friend, her head was on my chest and she was sobbing. "I know, and I desrve it" I said and stroked Raya's hair. I have no explanation to justify what I did to her. I am terrible person and a bad human being. Maybe that's why what happened to me, was my fault. Because I
Meera ~LonelyThat's what I felt when he retreated his lips away from me, as if my touch has burnt him. I slowly Opened my closed lids and my heart raced at the look in his eyes. Something which I have never seen before. Feral. A glimmer of desire, passion as if he has seen me, really seen me for the First time. My lips trembeled and eyes brimmed with fresh tears, I forwarded my hand to touch his face, wanting to kiss him again. But he backed away and my heart sank in my chest as his eyes hardened and the fire, the desire got replaced with something else. Sonething which broke me. Disgust. Thats what he is feeling. "I --" I couldn't speak, words got Stuck and felt heavy, suffocating me. "It was a mistake, a weak moment" He spoke his voice hard. I bit my lip preventing myself from sobbing. How could I even think that he would kiss me happily. No we are not happy couple and I should be disgusted for wanting my sisters lover. "Ahem" My eyes widened when I heard the intruders Voi
Meera~ I swallowed the lump forming in my throat, her words slicing through my chest like shards of broken glass. My fingers trembled as I clutched the empty tray, forcing a polite smile on my face. "Apologies, Mummy," I murmured, my voice soft, almost breaking. "I'll keep that in mind." Abram sat silently beside her, his expression cold, detached, as though her insult had no impact. He didn’t even glance at me. That hurt more than her words ever could. "You can leave now," she said, waving me off like I was an insignificant maid. I nodded, backing away carefully, then turning on my heels to escape the suffocating air of the room. My vision blurred with unshed tears, but I blinked them away. Not now. Not in front of her. In the kitchen, I set the tray down with trembling hands and gripped the edge of the counter, trying to calm myself. My breath came in short gasps as the tears finally fell, but I refused to sob aloud. I couldn’t risk them hearing me. Her words echoed in my min
Meera ~The cold morning air stung my cheeks as I stood outside the gates of my old college, clutching my bag tightly against my chest. It felt surreal being back here after everything that had happened. The sprawling campus seemed unchanged, yet I couldn't help but feel like an intruder in a life I'd left behind.I had begged Abram to let me go on my own, and surprisingly, he hadn't argued. Perhaps he was too preoccupied with his business to care. Or maybe, he simply didn't want to be seen dropping off his college-dropout wife."Deep breaths, Meera," I muttered to myself, stepping through the gates. My heart pounded as I made my way to the administration office to sort out my re- enrollment. The stares and whispers followed me everywhere-former classmates who hadn't dropped out, girls who envied the "fairytale" life I supposedly led now, and boys who used to flirt with me.But it wasn't a fairytale. It was a cage.I kept my head high, avoiding their eyes, and focused on the task ahe
Meera~ " So the whore has been summoned to suck another cock , huh? " I spun around, my heart racing as I took in Abram's tall, imposing figure leaning standing behind me. His eyes gleamed with a malevolent intensity in the dim light, and his voice dripped with venom. "How dare you?" I whispered, trying to keep my voice steady as I took a step back, my eyes fixed on Abram's twisted expression. Abram chuckled, the sound low and menacing. "You think you're so pure, don't you, Meera?" He sneered, pushing off from the doorframe and taking a step closer to me. "But we both know the truth. You're nothing but a cheating, lying, manipulative little slut." I felt a sting from his words, but I refused to back down. "You have no right to talk to me like that, Abram," I spat, trying to keep my voice firm. "You're the one who lost control and beat Ian up. You're the one who's been manipulating and controlling me." Abram's face darkened, his eyes flashing with anger. "You think you can just l
Meera~The air turned suffocatingly tense as Abram's voice reverberated across the campus grounds. Ian’s arms tightened protectively around me, shielding me from the storm that was about to unfold. My heart pounded as I looked up, meeting Abram’s piercing blue eyes. The fury in them was unrelenting, and I knew what was coming."Abram, please," I whispered, my voice trembling. "Don’t do this. Let’s just leave."But my plea fell on deaf ears. Abram’s gaze remained fixed on Ian, his jaw clenched and his fists curling tightly at his sides. "You heard me," Abram said coldly. "Stay away from my wife. You’ve no idea what you’re playing with."Ian stood his ground, his body a shield between Abram and me. "She’s not a possession, Abram," Ian retorted, his voice steady despite the growing tension. "And maybe if you treated her like a person instead of a trophy, she wouldn’t be running back to people who actually care about her."The words hit like a thunderclap, and for a split second, I though
Meera ~The cold morning air stung my cheeks as I stood outside the gates of my old college, clutching my bag tightly against my chest. It felt surreal being back here after everything that had happened. The sprawling campus seemed unchanged, yet I couldn't help but feel like an intruder in a life I'd left behind.I had begged Abram to let me go on my own, and surprisingly, he hadn't argued. Perhaps he was too preoccupied with his business to care. Or maybe, he simply didn't want to be seen dropping off his college-dropout wife."Deep breaths, Meera," I muttered to myself, stepping through the gates. My heart pounded as I made my way to the administration office to sort out my re- enrollment. The stares and whispers followed me everywhere-former classmates who hadn't dropped out, girls who envied the "fairytale" life I supposedly led now, and boys who used to flirt with me.But it wasn't a fairytale. It was a cage.I kept my head high, avoiding their eyes, and focused on the task ahe
Meera~ I swallowed the lump forming in my throat, her words slicing through my chest like shards of broken glass. My fingers trembled as I clutched the empty tray, forcing a polite smile on my face. "Apologies, Mummy," I murmured, my voice soft, almost breaking. "I'll keep that in mind." Abram sat silently beside her, his expression cold, detached, as though her insult had no impact. He didn’t even glance at me. That hurt more than her words ever could. "You can leave now," she said, waving me off like I was an insignificant maid. I nodded, backing away carefully, then turning on my heels to escape the suffocating air of the room. My vision blurred with unshed tears, but I blinked them away. Not now. Not in front of her. In the kitchen, I set the tray down with trembling hands and gripped the edge of the counter, trying to calm myself. My breath came in short gasps as the tears finally fell, but I refused to sob aloud. I couldn’t risk them hearing me. Her words echoed in my min
Meera ~LonelyThat's what I felt when he retreated his lips away from me, as if my touch has burnt him. I slowly Opened my closed lids and my heart raced at the look in his eyes. Something which I have never seen before. Feral. A glimmer of desire, passion as if he has seen me, really seen me for the First time. My lips trembeled and eyes brimmed with fresh tears, I forwarded my hand to touch his face, wanting to kiss him again. But he backed away and my heart sank in my chest as his eyes hardened and the fire, the desire got replaced with something else. Sonething which broke me. Disgust. Thats what he is feeling. "I --" I couldn't speak, words got Stuck and felt heavy, suffocating me. "It was a mistake, a weak moment" He spoke his voice hard. I bit my lip preventing myself from sobbing. How could I even think that he would kiss me happily. No we are not happy couple and I should be disgusted for wanting my sisters lover. "Ahem" My eyes widened when I heard the intruders Voi
Meera ~"You killed me, Meera. You didn't care for my love, you killed me, ruined every happy aspect of my life, now it's time you die and rot in hell".I felt my breath got stuck in my chest, and I couldn't breath, all I could see and hear was my sister's voice who is hell bent on killing me. Tears streamed down from the corner of my eyes, I couldn't breathe, I tried to remove the hand which was choking me but I failed. Seconds by seconds my breathing laboured and shortened and I could feel my death near, in front of my eyes. Suddenly , my throat got released, and I take long intakes of air, trying calm myself from near death experience. "I hate you, so much Meera" I heard the familiar female voice of my ex best friend, her head was on my chest and she was sobbing. "I know, and I desrve it" I said and stroked Raya's hair. I have no explanation to justify what I did to her. I am terrible person and a bad human being. Maybe that's why what happened to me, was my fault. Because I
Abram ~I watched the scene unfolding in front of me in horror, my wife, she was kicking on the shin of my brother, who was oblivious to any pain because he was unconscious. She kept on kicking him like a possesed woman, my heart was thrumming inside my chest rapidly. Her clothes were torn, hair was mess, she looked broken. My breath hitched in my throat, when she looked at me. My vision blurred when I saw her bruised bloodied face, only if I have listened to her that day. What kind of husband I am? Who can't even save his wife. She walked towards me, I want to hold her, and never let go, but she walked past by me. I turn around and grab her wrist. She turn around and look at me, there was no anger, nothing in her eyes, they just looked blank and it broke my heart. "Meera--" I whisper her name and she withdrew her hand away from my grasp. "Don't touch me" She said, her voice lacking any emotion, I watched her retriving back as she climbed up the stairs. I have broken her. I am
Meera ~He was on top of me and my eyes widened in fear. "Ethan". I let out the whisper of his name in fear and for a moment I went numb. His blue orbs looked at me with a sinister glint. " Never ever my name sounded, this sexy from a someone's mouth" He said and smirked at me, sinisterly. His every word, every touch disgust me. "You disgust me" I gritted out and try to push him away with all my might but he didn't even budge. His weight has started to suffocate me, my eyes brimmed with tears when I felt his lips skimming down on my neck. "Get away from me you bastard" I screamrd and best his chest, but he sunk his teeth deeper into my neck, biting my flesh, chewing it, causing me to shriek in pain. "You are delicious, Meera darling" He said and dug his teeth on the other side of my flesh, I could feel my flesh tearing away from my neck. It hurts, it hurts so bad, tears streamed down from the corner of my eyes, I punched on his chest with courage I got . He pinned my hands abo
Meera ~It's been a week, since that incident. Neither I have spoken to Abram nor I had an encounter with Ethan. For Abram, as long as I don't come into his way, we are good. Even though it still hurts me that, he didn't believe me but it's fine, he has no reason to believe me after all, I killed my sister. I wish you were alive, lottie, nothing this would have ever happened. I jolted as I heard someone running inside the kitchen and I held the knife in defense, and let out a sigh of relief when I saw Samantha standing in front of me. "What happened sammy, what got you so rushed up? " I ask, and continued to make tomato puree. She huffed and took long intake of air. "She is coming" She said and I frowned. "Who is coming, Samantha? " I ask, and looked at her. "Sir Abram's grandmother. Mrs. Joan Rickard" She say and my eyes widened. I have never met Abram's grand mother. Just heard great things about her and she lives somewhere in Scotland, in their country home. "I guess it's no