SIDHARTH POV

I still can't believe what's happening in front of me. When I reached here, I saw how my Sana had killed her mother. She was stabbing non-stop on her heart, with so much anger and hate. I wanted to stop her, running to her knowing there's no meaning of it. As her mother was already dead when I reached here.

But, my world shook when Sana said those venomous words to me. That, her mother wanted my Sana to get raped by that asshole Manish. Her lover. And, she wanted to kill my Sana when she was in her womb.

How dare she? How could she think like this? How could she say that to her even? How? It's unbelievable that a mother can be like this. Like her.

I wonder, what kind of a mother she was? Was she even her mother? Real mother? Because, no mother can think like this for her children. For her daughter. To get raped by a man.

She was a sick woman.

She needed treatment. Mental treatment. She drove my princess so much that, she ended up killing her. Like this. Like a fucking animal. She killed her so brutally. I can't even look at her body with a straight face. I am feeling sick. Maybe I will end up vomiting after sometime, just looking at her body.

"Si-Sidharth," My thoughts broke when I heard her voice, and saw her standing in front of me. Her hands are covered with blood so is her hoodie's front side.

She is actually looking like a murderer. But, I don't know why I'm finding her sexy right now. Something is wrong with me, I guess. How can I find it hot? Or sexy? God help me.

"Sana, what have you done?" I asked, getting worried for her. But she had no regret on her face. In fact, she was smiling proudly as if she did something to be proud of. She has gone crazy.

"Baby, I just re-killed a bitch." She said smiling pointing out her dead mother.

She didn't call her, Mom. She doesn't deserve actually. So I didn't correct her either.

"I can see that. It's so....." I took a deep breath and added,"So inhuman. Don't you think?" I can't even look at her body. It's disgusting.

"Don't look at her. She is ugly." She literally scolded me like a mother does to her naughty children when they don't listen to her.

I shifted my eyes on her.

"Good. Baby, she got scared, when she saw me. Means, she knew what was coming on her way, from me." She expressed excitedly to me then looked back to her mother's body, "Didn't you?" She asked her mother, as if she is alive and will reply to her.

"Sana?" She is acting like an insane person right now.

"You, definitely had an idea. Your sacred like shit face was the evidence." She replied on her behalf.

"Death. This is what you deserve." She said, with utmost hate and disgust in her voice.

She goes near her body. Again.

"Princess, stop. Don't go near her." She has gone mad. I followed her behind and pulled her away from her mother's dead body. "There's blood Sana,"

"I know." She smiles at me then look back at her mother again. "I don't feel like calling you Mom even. Do you know why? Because, you don't deserve it. The only thing you deserve from me is hate and punishment. Punishment means death. You messed with the wrong person. Bitch." And she kicked on her body.

"Sana?"

"Baby, please let me have a conversation with her. Before I burn her down into ashes."

"Stop it."

"No. First, I will play with her. Then, we will do her funeral and cremation. I got everything in my backpack," She smiled proudly

"Wow!" I am shocked. She got ,"everything? Seriously?"

"Yes. Seriously. You can go and check. I am smart." She looks back at her mom again and got out of my grip and sat down beside her, and grabbed her face harshly.

"Sana, move away. Please," I begged her.

"Baby, chill." She smiles at me, then look back at her mother.

"I don't know what to do with this girl."

"Just love me." She said.

"Yeah right. That's my only job to do in this world right now."

She smiles happily on it, "Sure, it is."

I sit on the ground, feeling helpless that I can't do nothing but see her so-called fun time with her dead mother.

"Sorry. I am so sorry for killing you like this. Brutally. Mercilessly. Like a fucking animal. But, what do I do? You left no other choice for me." She harshly pushed her face away, in disgust and hate.

"I can't even look at you. You disgust me, to my core." She stood away from her body, and looked at her for a moment then said, "I hate your face. I hate you. I hate your existence in my life. You did nothing good for me. You did nothing but wrong with me. You gave nothing but pain to me. When I was a kid. You believed that motherfucker Manish but not your own blood. Me. You failed that time. As a mother, and as a woman. Even now. You wanted him to rape me. You are a disgusting piece of shit," She kicked in her stomach, hard.

I can understand her pain. It's the worst feeling for a daughter that her own mother wanted her get raped, so that she could kill her later and have her happily ever after with her asshole lover.

"I hate that woman." I really do.

"You wanted to kill me in your womb? Hah? Fuck you bitch." She kicked there again.

"All you ever could give me was pain and betrayal, and nothing." She kicked a few more times on her stomach hard to vent her anger out.

I didn't say anything to her. I let her do whatever she wants to do. She needs this. She needs to let all her anger out, so that she can be at peace. That woman suffered her a lot. She deserves what she was getting from her.

She got on her knees and sat beside her mother and stabbed another time on her heart. Venting her anger out.

"You tried to separate me and my Love. My Sidharth. How dare you?" In anger, she stabbed her heart again.

I feel like puking. I want to look away from that disgusting scene but I couldn't. My girl is in pain and she is just venting her anger out, for peace. I need to be, beside her, with her.

"You used this mouth to put venom against me to his Mom? Right?" She traced the bloody knife on her lips then moved in towards her jaw then to her neck leaving blood spots, and cutting her flawless skin.

She is looking disgusting.

"You are looking beautiful."

"You're finding her beautiful?" I am shocked.

"Yeah, I am loving the red line it has created."

"Oh!" Her psychopathic side is liking it.

She stopped the knife just in the middle of her neck and pushed the tip into her neck. Some blood comes out from there which made her smile a little.

She is happy seeing it. And, here I'm feeling sick.

"Will you feel pain? Will you scream for help? Will you able to talk again? Will you back bitch about me, to his mother again? Huh? If I stab you here?"

"Oh God. Princess no."

Obviously, she didn't listen to me, she raised the knife high and stab on the same spot at full speed. A huge amount of blood started to come out from that spot.

"I am feeling extremely sick, Baby. Please stop it." I beg her to stop.

She looked at me smiling, "Then, don't watch it. I am having some fun now. Don't ruin it."

"This is fun?" I asked in shock

"Yeah. It is. Wanna try?"

"Are you kidding me?" She is.

"Yeah." She giggled then suddenly stopped and said darkly, "Don't fucking touch her. She is dirty."

"Yeah right." I was sarcastic. I'm not dying to touch her, either.

"You never looked this beautiful in blood red color." She said, looking at her.

Suddenly she frowned and said, "Why are you not smiling? I just complicated you."

She made her smile with her fingers pushing the flesh of her face. But, then removed her hand in irritation. She didn't like her smile.

"What a shame? You have an ugly smile. God! Knows what that Manish saw in you? Or even Dad?" She yell at her.

She looked at me and said, "She is good for nothing."

Oh God!

"Okay. Enough of this. Stop it, or else I'll seriously throw up now." She giggled on it, as if I was joking, "I wasn't joking."

"I know." She quickly get up, and look down at her, "Enough of talking Ms. Preet Singh. It's time for your funeral. Then, I will do your cremation." She told her.

She was about to come to me, but stopped and looked at her with a mocking smile on her face and said, "I can't even call you Mrs. Suraj Gill. You are not his wife. Neither your so-called lover, Manish Gill's. What a shame!"

She looked at me and said, "Baby, that Manish didn't even marry her either. Do you know what she became to Manish then?"

I didn't say a fucking word. I know what she is gonna say next.

"Whore."

I knew it.

She looked at her mother with sympathy for a change, "You were a whore to him. Just a fuck toy. Just a fucking trophy. Which he could flex in front of my Dad. That he got his wife to warm his bed, if not the company to run. That fucker was jealous of Dad. Your husband. And, you. Like a fucking idiot, got ready to become his whore?"

"What the fuck was wrong with you? Couldn't you see he never loved you? You were just his whore, and money maker machine? Because, if he really did, he would have married you. Long time ago. When my dad caught you both red handed. Who doesn't get divorce? Why didn't you get divorce from Dad, if you truly loved that fucker? I am sure he must have told you, don't divorce him. Be with him. For Sana. But, main reason was M-O-N-E-Y. Money. Only."

Logic. I am finding it logical.

"If he really loved you, he would never look at me with lust. Even in drunk condition. Because, if you love someone truly, you will never try to get close to another person or let someone touch you. That's called emotional and physical commitment. But, Dad did love you. He did that's why he saw your happiness, which was unfortunately his younger brother. You were a fucking idiot woman. Who just ruined her marriage with her own hand. Fuck you. For doing that. You destroyed our family." She kicked her again, then came to me,

"Princess,"

"I am fine." She grabbed her backpack and took out a red rose from it.

"Rose?"

"I got on my way here," Informing me, she threw it on her body. "See, funeral is done. Now it's time for cremation." She looked around the place once.

"What?" I asked.

"Just checking if this is the right place for cremation or should I drag her body somewhere else."

"Why would you do that? When, I can drag her?"

"Baby. First, I am strong enough to do it. Second, I don't want you to touch her."

"Why is that?"

"I don't want you to get impure, by touching her. She is a dirty piece of shit. So, I'll do it. If it's needed. But, fortunately it's not. This is a perfect place. But, I should hide her with tree branches and dry leafs. It will help to burn her down."

Her words made me shocked.

"I will get impure? What am I?" I asked, when she was busy gathering some dry leafs and tree branches from the ground.

I quickly got up to arrange some to help her.

She looked at me, smiling, "Angel. My Angel."

I couldn't help but smile, "Oh really?"

"Yes."

"And, what are you then?"

"Devil. Your little devil." She winked, smiling naughtily.

I couldn't help but laugh, "Devil? Nah. You're not Devil baby. You're my Princess. My naughty and sexy, Princess."

"Oh! Don't make me horny now." Her words makes me shock another time.

"Horny? Right now? Here?"

"Yes. Kind of. You are looking hot you know." Then she got busy gathering stuff.

It took us some minutes to arrange a good amount of dry leafs and tree branches. It was time to cover her with the things we collected. I was about to help her but she denied, immediately.

"Why? Why can't I do it? But you?" I need answer.

"Just stay away from her." That's all she said, then got busy covering her with the stuff.

"Tell me, why I can't do it? We are partner in crime, right?"

"No. We are not." She yelled. "Baby, only I did the crime. Only I am the murderer, not you. You are innocent. So, act like one. Just sit there. I will do everything myself."

"What kind of logic is this?" I am not understanding her thing.

"Baby, please sit. Let me do it alone. I don't want any bad thing to touch you." She took out a bottle of,

"Vodka?"

"She loves vodka. It's her favorite. So, I will use it to burn her. You know, goodbye tribute shit." She poured the whole bottle over her, then took out a packet of matchsticks from her backpack. She lit it up.

"It's time to go Hell, and meet with your no-so lover. Goodbye forever, Mom." She finally called her Mom, and throw the burning matchsticks on her body.

She moved away from her body, as the fire started to burn her body and melt her fleshes. She looked disgusting.

"See you never." She yelled, with all the hatred she had for her. I couldn't recognize her voice. It was venomous.

"I hate you. I hate you from the bottom of my heart," She stumbled on her place, and landed on her butt.

I am quick to get up and run to her, and help her to get up. "Princess, come with me."

I pulled her away from the fireplace and made her sit on the ground and I sat beside her. We both quietly sit together and watch her getting burned into ashes. There's a disgusting smell coming from her. So, I covered my face. But, Sana was sitting quietly looking at her mother getting burned with a straight face. She wasn't showing any emotions nor she was blinking her eyes. She looked like a statue to me.

Suddenly the fire got bigger, when she said, "It won't take much time to turn her into ashes. Into dust. Like she never existed."

I didn't respond to her. She was self-talking, lost in some thoughts.

Suddenly I realized, both her hoodie and gloves have blood stains. "Princess, you should burn your hoodie and hand gloves into it. And, also the knife."

"We can't. I can't burn the evidence with her. They will caught me then."

"No. They won't. Because we will throw her ashes into the sea. Also the knife. Not with her, but separately. No one's gonna get to see her body or ashes. And, you have to clean your hands too."

She got up then removed her gloves and hoodie and went to dump those into the fire. Then she took out a bottle of water from her backpack to wash her hands.

"You got water?"

"Yeah, I got cookies too. You want some," She throws a packet to me, which I catched pretty easily.

I am shocked.

She comes back after cleaning her hands, and sits on my lap and offers me water to drink. But I denied. She drinks some water and leans on me, resting her head on my shoulder.

"Thank you for everything, Sidharth. For loving me. For being with me. For supporting me. For understanding me. My pain and my love for you."

"My pleasure, Princess." I whisper, then lean closer to kiss her lips, passionately. To tell her, how much I love her, crazily.

I understood one thing. Today if she hadn't killed her mother, then I would have done that. No one can hurt my Princess. No fucking one. Including me.

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