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Chapter 8

*Satvi Pov*

"Wake up!" I heard a harsh tone making me groan.

"Go away!" I mumbled and tried to drift off into sleep again.

"Get up right now." I felt the harsh shaking too.

"What?" I asked, sitting up and opened my eyes adjusting to the sunlight.

"Do you know what time it is?" he asked still with a harsh tone and moved away from me stretching his hand.

"For your information, I just opened my eyes. How can I know the time?" I asked him back feeling irritation hearing his harsh tone.

"Because of you, I am going to get late for my meeting." He replied, getting up from the bed and walked towards his cupboard.

"How can I be the reason for it?" I asked him with a big frown.

"You slept on my hand, making me unable to get up, and I am trying to wake you up from the past half n hour." He replied and went inside the washroom.

Why the hell is he in the mood to fight with me immediately after getting up? I thought, rubbing my neck with soreness because of sleeping uncomfortably.

I should be angry at him for this soreness, but look who has taken away the duty from me. I shook my head and got down from the bed hoping he would come outside soon.

When he eventually did, I calmly said, "You are the one who held me in your arms, which is completely weird and didn't leave me alone. So don't shout at me for something which I didn't do."

Before he can say some other stupid things, I walked inside the washroom to brush my teeth. I walked outside to find that he is still getting ready.

"Go and prepare some breakfast for me." he demanded when I started walking towards my cupboard for the clothes.

"Yeah, right!" I mumbled, rolling my eyes and ignored his words.

"I asked you something." He said again with still harsh tone.

"No! Go and do it yourself." I said, staring at his side.

"Satvi! Go now and prepare it." He said looking back with such a demanding voice that I actually stepped back.

I gulped and walked downstairs to do whatever he asked. I have to get done for myself right so I will do it for him to.

Nevertheless, I stopped, realizing what I am going to do. I started moving away getting back into my rule that I should show him hell, but not serve him as per his wish.

"How much time will you take?" I heard his voice and that too still with demanding.

I was really scared that I actually cooked him and placed it on the dining table. I started having mine by the time he came downstairs.

"Next time I don't want some stupid bread as breakfast." He said not even saying small thanks.

"I will try to serve some hot coal next time." I said, smiling tightly and calmly had my food.

"Why did you hold me and slept last night?" I asked him not able to stop my curiosity.

"Don't you know the answer?" he asked back washing his hands.

"Should I know?" I asked again.

"I waited a long time for this stupid revenge, and I finally started it so I wanted to feel content that I am actually on my way." He replied and rubbed his hands with the cloth.

My jaw dropped with his reply, but I frowned and asked, "You should feel repulse holding your enemy, but you didn't."

"If I feel repulse every time I touch you, then how can we move on to the next step of our marriage?" he asked, smirking a little and closed my mouth when I again felt my jaw drop.

"You are evil!" I said, shaking my head and stepped back from his touch.

"And also I don't want to have a half sleep with a thought that you may run away." He said walking towards the door.

"I actually may." I said already planning on it.

"How do you feel to sit idle with no way to go outside the house?" he asked opening the door.

"Like I am in hell!" I replied frowning.

"Good! I hope you have a great time in that hell." he said and closed the door before I can understand his words.

My eyes widened and I started opening the door, but I saw that it is already locked. I pounded on the door shouting at him, but he didn't budge.

I rushed towards the living room and searched for the phone, but there is no phone. Then I walked towards my luggage and saw that my old mobile before the accident is not around me.

I groaned and then rushed towards the back door. I felt relieved opening the locks, but felt fear when I saw that it is locked from outside.

I fell on the couch after half an hour feeling tired with opening all the windows, which are completely protected with rails from outside.

I even tried the small windows in the washrooms, but even they are protected. And except the room we are sharing all extra bedrooms are locked and that too tightly.

"I hate you!" I shouted at the top of my lungs.

I am in a big prison! I realized closing my eyes. This is truly hell, and he is worse than any Hades. He will give a good light for Hades when compared to him.

Who will prison a living person like this? I thought, and the realization struck me hard.

He wants me to suffer the punishment of his wife's death. If I got it legally, then I have a chance to come out of it, but in this, I can't.

This is his own way of punishment for a death which I don't even remember. I want to remember it, but I don't want to die going under another crash.

I leaned back and drifted off into sleep. How can I pass a day with nothing to do? I thought and groaned.

I woke up after some time and chose to cook some food for myself hoping to kill some time. After that I again roamed the whole house, hoping to be able to find something.

By evening, I heard the main door opening from the kitchen. I left all the vegetables on the table and rushed towards the door.

Before I could reach the door, hoping to be able to get out he stopped catching me easily. I started throwing punches at him, but he ignored them and locked the door calmly.

"Well, aren't you the expert in the wife's role?" he asked when I stepped back.

"What do you mean?" I asked him still staring at the closed door like someone took away a favorite toy from a kid.

"Meeting the husband leaving everything, by the time he returns home after a long day's work." He replied, and I gave him a 'Are you kidding me?' look before walking back towards the kitchen.

"What? No welcome hug?" he asked mockingly.

"Look, I am really hanging on a last thread here, and I may even murder you right now so stay away from me." I replied gesturing at the knife.

"Do you want another murder on your list?" he asked after a few seconds.

"God! Why don't you understand that I didn't mean for the accident to happen? I too lost a year of my life. Who knows who was the reason for the accident?" I asked staring at him.

"You are the sole responsible for it." He replied removing his tie.

"By the way I forgot to ask a question. How was the hell?" he asked immediately.

"Why did you do it? I can't stay in this house like a prisoner and have nothing to do." I replied remembering how I felt.

"You have so much to do. This is a pretty big house. You can do all the chores, and the time will run." he said removing his coat.

"I just got discharged recently, and I can't work that much." I said still planning an escape.

"So? Have medicines and food properly and get some energy and then do the work." He said shrugging before walking towards the stairs.

I wish there was actually only a lock in the main the door, but to my heartache, it is password protected along with a normal lock. And who knows exactly what the password is.

I looked around and felt like this is really going to be worse than hell...  

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immediate one because next one will be pretty late.... he is weird but definitely mad...

how is the chap guys?

comment plz and vote...


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