Chapter 3 (Irfan's POV)

I quickly texted my mum that I coming home (family house) in few hours. Ya Allah, they live far away. And I am stuck in traffic.

Fida started to stir up.

"Hey you! Where are you going?" She asked.

Shit. I don't know what to say.

Should I tell the truth? No, she will freak out. What if she thought that I kidnapped her? Ya Allah, how can this be so hard?

I settled on not showing her emotion and ignored her completely. This going to be one hella ride.

Out of nowhere, she started to hit me with the water bottle that I gave her. What a nice way to say thank you. Thank Allah she wasn't hitting on the same place. Or else it will hurt like hell. I kept a hard face and continue driving. All of a sudden, she started to hit with an umbrella. ya, Allah! where she get that from? I am sure she wasn't holding one when I dragged her out from that place. it hurts really bad. But I am not going to give in. I didn't stop her but she stops after awhile eventually. I didn't utter a word either.

I had to make sure she won't open the door. Then it will be too risky. I lock the door from my side. this car has special features like this one where only the driver can lock and unlock both doors. that's why I didn't bother to tell her about it when she started to hit the door. Maybe she knew about this. I hid a smile as I neared the family house. I heard some breaking noise so I turned to see her breaking the window with that umbrella. My eyes widen. She managed to put a hole and started shout for help through that hole.

Shit. Why is she yelling now? Did she think I am kidnapping her? Ah, nevermind. No one can here her in this rain. I almost reached the house. I drove faster. This house drive way is really weird. Her shouting died as I neared the end door. Then I noticed that she saw the photo hanging on the wall. I start smiling. She Will know soon.

I got out and opened the door for her and pull her out. While I was locking the door she tried to run away. I have to tighten my grip on her even though it's really hard for me to hurt her like that. Eventually, she stopped I loosen my grip. I dragged her inside.

My eye widen as I saw everyone was here holding a welcome home banner. The house was decorated. I don't how they managed to do that in few hours.

They dropped the banner and came to hug her. I just stood there looking at everyone's happiness.

"What?'' I asked her when I couldn't hear her whispering to me.

" I'm asking who the hell are you? Why the hell you kidnapped me? And lastly, who are these people?" she fired her questions at me.

I didn't reply immediately. I waited until they left us.

"Bring her to your room and freshen up. Come back after an hour" my aunt told me. I nodded and again dragged her to my room upstairs.

Fida's POV

He didn't reply. I was getting frustrated. I don't like to cause a scene so I waited till finished talking with that aunty. Then again he dragged out of there. Before I register that I am already inside a room. He locked the room. I began to panic. All sorts of things that could happen ran through my mind.

Ya Allah! he is a murderer! He is going to kill me. He turns to me and he opened his mouth then closing seeing the state I was in. I was unconsciously moving backwards.

"Hey hey calm down. I am not going to do anything" he approached me.

I hit, what it feels like, a bean bag, I fell on it. He squated down and,

"Ok you go in there (pointing to a washroom) take a shower, I'll put a new set of clothes near the door. After you change you put the dirty clothes inside that bag and you rest here got it?"

I frowned. Do I look like a little lost child to him? Ya maybe lost as I don't know what is excatly happening. But that doesn't give him the right to treat me like that.

"First, you answer my previous questions idiot. And don't treat me like a child. You don't have any rights to tell me what to do."

He groaned. He pulled me out of the bean bag and pushed me inside the washroom. How dare he?

"Hey open the door you idiot you can't do this. Answer me." I was banging my hand on the door. Had he the nerve to lock me inside? I sighed.

What the hell happened to me? One minute I was happily riding my hovertrax, the next minute I am kidnapped and my kidnapper forcing me to take a shower and rest afterwards? I am definitely in my LA LA LAND. I walked over to the bathtub, turned on the shower before sitting down. I have no energy to stand lucky there is a bathtub in here. I didn't even bother to change out of my clothes. Not even put on a cap to cover my head which I am told to do so by the doctor since I am not supposed to wet my head more than twice a week. I was too tired I just slept after turning off the water.

Someone was bagging the door hard. I woke up groggily. I opened the door to see my kidnapper. I don't have the energy to have a conversation with him. So I closed the door but he sticks his leg in between preventing it.

"What you want?" I asked.

"You've been in the shower for one hour."

Wow, one hour! My finger is wrinkled for sure.

"Did you wet your hair? What is wrong with you? Don't you ever listen to anyone? Ya Allah, I didn't even bring your medication with me. Answer me!"

Oh, he had the nerve to shout at me?

"Why the hell you care? Who are you, man? And don't shout at me."

"I..."

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Cliffhanger..

Another chapter this fast.

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Bashayar