Twisted: Forced to Marry Him

*****************The devil has roared and the destiny has befallen. I could shed tears but could not hide away from the inevitable fate. ***************** -Selene   “Hello” The monster on another side of the call responded. The call was picked and a flat, stentorian sound followed. He sounded ruthless and rude. Freaky and scary. “K.T there is a problem. There are two young girls in the Marvel family. The one we researched about is a cancer patient and could die anytime. The second girl is not a suitable match. She is not…..” Before he could finish speaking his boss yelled aloud. “Stop this discussion, I am not this free to discuss these frivolous matters. How does it matter as long as the girl belongs to the Marvel clan and is living finalise the wedding. Don’t call me again.” He snipped. Listening to it my throbbing heart seems to lose all its momentum, it felt lifeless and frightening. “So, it is

****** Sometimes the deserted never travelled roads, which are in horrible condition with all kinds of pricky pebbles and thorns could also lead to a beautiful destination. ***** -Selene   There was a relief encompassing my heart that; dad is fine. This man seems to be a man of the word: atleast he is not a traitor.  Resting my shoulders taking the support of the seat, closing my eyes I peacefully waited for the God's will. I tried hard to escape from my fate, but now nothing seems possible, and nothing seems relevant. "We had reached." The driver's voice brought me back to my senses. It was a magnificent, huge mansion. I could never even dreamt about this. Stretching at a very good length. The big gate to the entrance slides open and the car raced inside, finally stopping at a point. Is this where the marriage is going to be arranged. I stood there in front of the door for what felt like minutes.

“Allen I miss You” As my heart ached and cried some drops of grief trailed down my cheeks. All the while he has been my go to person. Whether it was a big problem or minute worries he would never let me mourn, his tricks always end u winning the smile on my face. In the situation when I felt extremely alone, and grieved, I just wanted him to be my side listen to my silently like he always does and comfort me that soon things will be all right. Allen has been my childhood friend and a very worthy friend who would never leave me alone in face of danger. He has been extremely protective and careful for me. Living with an annoying step mom and a horrible sister has been possible just because of his presence in my life. With him by my side, I would always feel happy and secure. We would meet each other every day, share all what has happened all throughout the day. But there came a time when he has to leave me; after his father's death the responsibility of

******* The colourless pale faces and those arid grounds; and all the broken soul still holds hope of colours blooming all around. ****** ~Selene There was a weird feeling revolving and threatening at the back of my mind; I felt some eyes staring at us. Before I could turn back to check if there is someone who is following us. Allen has made me sit beside him inside the car. "I can't wait; I had a million things to talk about. I went to your house and your mother dictated a weird story. For a moment I was in a state of shock. If you hadn't called me yesterday, I would have preassumed a lot of things. I was a mess of emotions yesterday. For God sake, you need to clear all the misunderstandings. Why did your mom said you are married?" He continued imploring a lot of questions all were meant to be answered but I didn't know from where shall I start. There are a lot of things to explain.  "Things are a lot twisted...skewed beyond corr

******* The line between good and evil is permeable and almost anyone can be induced to cross it when pressured by situational forces. ******* ~Selene  In front of Allen, he has behaved with me in a very sweet and loving manner. He acted as if he loves me and we are really into each other, he acted so well that no one could have guess the bitter truth that this is the first time we encountered each other face to face. The way he claimed that he is my husband, is he trying to sort out things between us and take this relationship seriously, Is he into this marriage? What I thought was, that he is least interested in this marriage. I had accepted my fate, I had accepted him as my husband. I would accept that the way he acted in front of Allen gave me a ray of hope, regarding the survival of this relation. I really hope that everything will soon get fine. I don't know why did he married me. I was in terror knowing that he has discovered that