I waited curiously for her to say something, but her phone rang, and she excused herself. After 10 minutes, she came back to tell me that she had some work and would talk about it later.
"Talk about what?" I thought. Yeah, probably she's going to say, "Look, girl, we saved your ass, so give us money and leave right now."I was somehow scared, but I nodded anyway. I went to my room and lay on the bed, waiting for sleep to come, but it didn't. I stared at the ceiling, and many thoughts ran through my mind. What if I have been kidnapped, or what if he is a monster? I saw his black eyes, so maybe he was a devil and he wanted my soul. No, no, no, I am so stupid. Why are these stupid thoughts crossing my mind? There is no such thing as the devil. Yeah, they just want money for saving my ass. I rolled my eyes, thinking about how money can make anyone do anything.After rolling from one side to another like 1,000 times, finally, sleep came. Later at night, somewhere, I heard the sound of the door opening and closing. Then I felt one side of the bed feel heavy. Someone pulled me close. I wanted to protest, but I couldn't.The last thing I heard was,"Please don't leave me."In the morning, those words were still replaying in my head. Was someone here at night, or was it just a dream? I was confused, but I dismissed it, believing it was just a dream.Later, Rima came with my breakfast."Good morning," she said.She came with this positive energy, and I couldn't help but smile in response. Rima seemed like a very positive and lively person. The complete opposite of me"Eat this first, then we will talk." She said it slowly, sitting on the bed.Finally.I was curious to know. I quickly took the plate and nodded. After finishing eating, I was about to say that I didn't have any money and would pay after I got home, but she spoke before I could say anything."Before you say anything, you can't leave."I looked at her, wanting to know why.Oh, she knows that I don't have any money. Of course, she knows. What a fool I am.I nodded in understanding."I will pay you, you know, after I get back home. Trust me, I am not lying." I tried to make her understand.At first, maybe she didn't understand what I was saying, but when she did, she burst out laughing. I looked at her confused, and then I realized maybe I had been kidnapped, and that's why they won't let me leave unless my parents pay them.My eyes turned wide, and I started to panic."Oh gosh, don't tell me that I have been kidnapped."She shook her head, smiling."No," she replied."Then, why can't I leave?" I asked."It's just you can't.""Why?"She was about to speak when her phone rang, and she excused herself.There must be some reason why I can't leave. Even if she refused, I was sure I had been kidnapped. For three days straight, I asked her why I couldn't leave and what they wanted from me but she would always say,"When the time comes, you will know."This made me frustrated, and I tried running away, but there were so many guards. The guy was nowhere to be seen, and the girl wouldn't explain why I couldn't leave and wouldn't let me leave either. I went to the garden frustrated and angry. At least they could tell me why I was still here. If they wanted a favor for saving my life, even though I didn't ask them to, I would pay them once I was home.I looked at the bench that the guy was sitting on that day. I heard someone say hey. I turned to find him. So he talks? I gave him a cold look and left. I locked the door. Surprisingly, I didn't miss my family. They never understood me, and I hated how they always treated me. They never understood me. However, they had the right to know I was alive.The maid came to inform me that dinner was ready, but I didn't give any response. Later, Rima came too, but I ignored her. I was so tired of not getting answers, so this is what they were getting back from me. I was half asleep when, Suddenly, I heard a banging at the door."Open the damn door."It was him. He didn't seem angry but impatient like me, but the case was that I was impatient to know why I couldn't leave and he was impatient to enter the room.I rolled my eyes, not bothering to move."Open it or I will break it," he warned."As If I care, do whatever you want with your property," I said in a low voice."I am saying it for one last time, open the damn door," he said, continuing to knock on the door.Tired of that, I got up and opened it. Without bothering to look at him, I was about to turn around, but he had other intentions. He caught my hand and pinned me to the wall."What the hell is wrong with you?" He asked. I refused to look at him as if he were not there. We were so close, it made me uncomfortable."Look at me," he whispered, but I didn't. He brought his hand to my chin and forced me to look at him. Now I was looking directly into his eyes. He had these beautiful brown eyes, which I found beautiful, and he was quite handsome. No, no, what am I saying?"Speak," he said softly."I am not hungry," I muttered, and suddenly my stomach made a sound.My fucking embarrassing tummy"Shit," I whispered, and he smiled.He smiles too."Oh really?" He asked. A smirk plastered on his face."Come down and have dinner." He gave me space.I refused, and I sat on the bed.His hands were balled into a fist. I knew he was angry, but I was angrier. He stood there for a while, and when I didn't bother to move, he left.I felt relief, but after some time, he came with the food.Stubborn asshole."Eat," he ordered, placing the tray on the table, but I didn't bother to move. He stood in front of me and stared at me."Why won't you eat?" He asked."Why do you care?" I asked, and his jaw clenched.I stood up and was about to go towards the bathroom, but he stopped me by holding my wrist."I said....""If I eat, will you let me leave?" I asked him, cutting him off.He stared at me, and I brought him into reality by snapping my finger."For fuck sake, answer the damn question. Why won't you let me go?"He smiled at my cursed word, and I glared at him."No," he said."What no?" I asked, sending him a dead look."The answer is no to the question." He said that, which made me angrier.Why was he being so difficult with me? I snatched my hand from his hold in anger. I can't explain how angry I was. I wanted to punch him or even slap him."Leave," I almost shouted and went to the bathroom, locked the door, and sat on the floor. I knew he came and stood in front of the door, and after some time he left.I sat there thinking about how my life turned out because of my one stupid decision. Why couldn't I ever make a proper decision? I came out to find food still on the table. Even though I was angry, I couldn't leave the food untouched, so I sat there eating it, and the food made me lose some of my anger.That night, again, I felt my bed heavy and heard a low whisper."I am sorry,"I was looking outside the window. The scene was beautiful. I could see the garden and then the river and forest above it. It felt good here, even though I was quite frustrated at not being answered, but I didn't want to go back to my parent's house. They were so cruel to me. There, I was always depressed. They always found a way to taunt me, and from day to night I had to hear them say how pathetic I was, but I didn't want to stay here either. They were strangers, and I don't know their true intentions. Why do they even want me here? I mean, what could a girl like me give them? They are already so rich themselves. "Hey," I heard a voice that I recognized to be Rima's. I didn't bother to turn. There was nothing left to talk about because she had always refused to answer my questions. "O..key I will answer all the questions you have in your mind." I felt her coming toward me. I slowly looked at her, not believing it. "Come here, sit," she said, sitting on the bed and patting the side
I sat in my room, furious about what he asked me. Did he save me for this? Ugh, people are shit. All they want to do is do business. They help you get something back, but the thing was, Why does he want to marry me, like seriously? Then an idea came to my mind. I can say yes, leave, and then never come back. Lol, he is such a fool. I started to giggle thinking about it.I went to the office and knocked on the door. I heard him say, Come in, and I went inside. His eyes were glued to the laptop, and his brows were furrowed. Without saying anything, I stood there. He then looked at me with a smirk on his face. I wanted to wipe that fucking smirk off his face."Asshole," I said in my head."Yes?" he asked, and I rolled my eyes."I will marry you," I muttered."What? I can't hear you," he said in a teasing tone, and I glared at him."I said. I am ready to make a deal." I glared at him.He stood and came close. He kept his one hand on the desk and was about to speak, but I rolled my eyes and
2 months later My life was not any less fucked up. As always, luck was nowhere to be found. I know everyone says those who work hard don't need luck, but that's bullshit. What are you going to say when you are left behind just because of one shit or when, while giving an exam, you fail a subject by one mark? It sucks. Luck rules everything. I thought I would get a job at a prestigious school as a teacher, but out of 10, nine got selected, and I got left out. Wow, my life. I salute my life for that. It always found a way to show me how pathetic I was. My parents started to talk about my marriage, but I couldn't bring myself to tell them I didn't want to, because I knew even if I said I didn't want to, it wouldn't matter. They would force me anyway, and if the devil knew I was getting married, he would definitely come for me, but the weird thing is, it's been 2 months, and he's nowhere to be seen. Maybe he forgot about our marriage. It's better if he forgets. I can live in peace. "Yea
The next day, we got engaged in a private ceremony. My parents wanted to make it big because they wanted everyone to know they had a billionaire son-in-law, but thankfully, the devil wanted it to be private. They couldn't say no to him. My parents were quite annoyed at his decision because they couldn't show off everything. My mother whined the whole time during the engagement. When I was coming out of my room for the ceremony, I heard her say "We could book a venue in a second and arrange the engagement ceremony," She said with disappointment in her voice. "But no, he wants it to be private. Billionaire with no brain. If you have money, you have to show it off." For me, it was a relief. I didn't like people's ugly stares and talks. Their suggestions about what I should do and what I shouldn't. I also got to know that his name was Amol. Whatever his name was, he was always going to remain the devil for me. My dad wasn't happy either. He wanted to have a grand wedding for me, so he w
I shrugged and started to walk out, but he put out his arm and blocked my way. "Where the hell do you think you are going?" He almost whispered. He was looking straight. I could feel a slight anger in his voice. I rolled my eyes. He slowly focused his eyes on me, waiting for me to talk. "Guest room," I answered. "I guess we don't need to pretend to be married when there are only two of us in this house, right?" He clenched his jaw, dropped his arm, and came closer to me. "You are staying in the same room as me," he said in a low voice, placing his mouth near my ear. "You don't owe me. It was just a deal. Deal to get married, not to be your wife," I almost shouted at him, taking two steps back. "Whatever, you are not leaving," he said, looking behind me. I knew he was angry, but I didn't care. "Oh, so you are going to stop me? How will you do that?" I asked, daring him to stop me. He came closer, narrowing his eyes. He slid his arm around my waist, and pulled me close to him, t
That night I couldn't sleep well. I was angry with everything that was going on. Nothing was in my control. I wanted to be out of here but now I was married and leaving marriage wasn't so easy. You could be stuck in it for life. Life? Can you believe it? I have to spend the rest of my life with this devil. Shit. How did I end up here? The next day, I stayed in the room, watching movies to get my mind off everything. I was trying to not think about him but he was all that was in my head. "I hate him. I hate him," I told myself time and again. "I am never going to accept him or this marriage," I almost screamed. Thanks to Tina lunch and snacks were brought for me into the room. For dinner, I told Tina I would come to the kitchen and serve myself. She didn't have to wait for me as I wasn't hungry. She at first insisted on bringing dinner for me but I refused. I didn't want to see that bloody devil's face. He ruined everything. That bastard. It was already evening and I don't know
I was in the garden when I got a call from my sister. She told me they were expecting us tomorrow for Dar. Hell, I didn't even know Teej was already here which was the day after tomorrow. I have no new Sari. They would expect me to wear a Sari. I don't want to and I only have the two saris I wore on our wedding day. My parents will find a way to taunt me again. (Teej is a festival where Nepali women celebrate by keeping fast for the long age of their husband or young girls keep fast to get a nice husband. Some even keep fast without drinking water.) I went inside and Rima was there with the devil, talking. My blood started to boil looking at him. Every time I saw him I wanted to start a fight. He gets on my nerves just for existing. I was about to go towards my room when Rima called me. "Hey," she waved. I stopped and turned to look at her. Devil's eyes were also on me. Our eyes met but I focused my attention on Rima. She walked towards me and then what shocked me was she pulled me
The next morning, I was all alone in bed. I don't know why but I didn't like it. Today, we were going to my parent's house so I got dressed. Dar was at night but prarthi told me to come early. I stood at the window admiring the day and waiting for him but as I looked down he was on the bench reading newspaper. Was he not going with me? Maybe he doesn't want to go? Why would he? He doesn't owe me anything but they want to see him more than me. That's why they called us early. My legs took me to the garden. I stood staring at his back, thinking if I should go near him or not. He kept the newspaper and looked straight. What if he says he doesn't want to go? What am I gonna say to my sister? My parents will taunt me the whole day for not being able to bring him. No, I will beg him to go with me. If he doesn't go with me then they will eat my brain and make it impossible for me to live. I slowly went and sat on the bench. Five minutes went by and neither he said a word nor did I. Tina bro