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Running away

By: Akankshasharma3

Started - 4th October 2015
Ended - 8th January 2016

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Warning

This book is a work of FICTION. It is fiction and not to be confused with reality so I'm not responsible if you get offended by anything in this book and don't try to kill yourself. The material in this book is for ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES ONLY.
Enjoy!

Prologue

Theme Quote - "Life is defined by the Chances we take and the choices we make."

My name is Nathalia Beckham Kaur Khan.

The time I hit 25 was the day I decided that I had to open my cage to taste freedom. I was not willing to doll up and follow my mother's footsteps and become the next runway model for an upscale brand nor was I going to get hitched anytime soon so I did something that I never thought I would do in a million years, I ran away.

I took the next flight available to India without having any plans on where to go or what to do next and that's when the shit hit the ceiling.

People around me considered me an easy target and I got mugged the day I stepped into the country. I never had close contacts with any of my cousins and I was all alone in a country that was metaphorically my birth country but I was feeling emptier than ever, almost unwelcomed. I just wanted to feel free and explore the world on my own and not be trained like a dog and follow the masters order A.K.A, my mother.

The last time I met my dad was 20 years ago. He left me on my birthday and never returned since then. My mother cut off all ties with him and asked me to wipe his existence from my memories.

Now you must be thinking why I decided to pack my things and just leave to India all of a sudden? I had come to know that I have a male figure in my life other than my dad A.K.A my adopted brother who was 2 years older to me and had contacted me through Facebook.

I thought that he was just another fan or some kind of creepy stalker but when he E-mailed me a photo, the last photo I had ever taken with my dad that's when I decided to Skype with my brother and came to know that my dad was still trying to get in touch with me but he failed constantly and reduced his efforts to find me thinking that someday his ex-wife A.K.A the monster who gave birth to me would eventually make me unite with him.

You must be thinking that I am yapping about my miseries when I could Cleary unite with my dad and poop unicorns and rainbows but this is real life and not some Fictional TV show or book so nothing good was bound to happen.

After I reached the capital city of India, Delhi, I had to take a cab to reach the resort that I had booked in advance before coming to India but the driver had some other plans and he took me to an isolated place. I was a glam doll but not a dumb doll so I took out my pocket knife and jabbed his penis and while I attempted to flee the scene, a bunch of thugs approached me and I couldn't obviously fight a bunch of 5 macho dudes who looked like they had been on steroids for ages.

I didn't ask them what they want but I just tucked my small wallet inside my bra and my clutch at the back pocket of my jeans then I ran in my 5-inch stilettos.

They could have all my belongings and sell them for all I care. I had my credit card with me and that was more than enough. Which idiot would want to roam with a wad of cash? Most importantly what worse could have happened to me?

I spoke to soon because the next thing I know is that the motel I had decided to reside overnight had been patrolled by the police and every person in the motel was being taken to the police station and I did the thing that I had become best in, since the day I decided to leave my mother, I jumped from the window and ran away from the motel.

I lost my belongings and I also lost my sanity but the only good thing that was left in me was my dignity and I would do my best to keep that intact.

It had been a week since I ran away with no communication to anyone I knew and the people who saw me wandering the streets aimlessly had considered me a hobo.

Call it fate or whatever but I was beginning to lose hope and I almost thought of swallowing my pride and talk to my mother to take me back in her cold house but that's when I saw a tall figure standing on top of the bridge about to jump.

"If you do good to other's you would receive goodness. Karma may not bite you hard in the ass if you unintentionally do something bad to them." The advice my dad gave me lingered in my head and I rolled up my sleeves to save that disgruntled man who was about to end his life.

I saw the heel of his foot moving at a 90-degree angle and at the last moment I grabbed his foot and he fell on top of me with a thud.

"You should be grateful that you have been gifted with a life but no need to thank me. You are welcome"

"ARE YOU CRAZY WOMAN?" We both spoke at the same time.

I looked into the eyes of the man I saved and can you guess what happened next?

No! You watch a lot of movies or read too much sappy romantic stuff.

He opened his mouth not to thank me but asked me to "Get off" and before I could understand why he was being so mean to me, my eyes got blinded by camera lights.

"Sir is she your next heroine?"

"Is she you new lover?"

"The nation wants to know!"

"When did you get hitched?"

"Poor girls. You have broken a million of hearts."

The man glared at me and he extended his arms, most probably trying to make me hide my face from the media but you can guess what I did next.

No, I didn't run you idiot! I got up and jumped up from the bridge thinking my life will get over and I will go up to heaven and meet angels and have a chat with God almighty but nothing of that sort had happened.

The idiot whom I had saved, jumped off the bridge after me and the moment my body hit the water; his foot got jammed on my back and in a moment of panic I slapped him in the water making him lose oxygen; his eyes began to droop close then he fainted.

Now, not only was I all alone in a country that I had never visited, I was alone with a stranger who was not gaining consciousness, My phone went to hell, my sim card vanished and I was all wet but none of these things disturbed me. The man's hand was grabbing my butt and he had a pretty damn tight hold on it. I farted on him but he didn't wake up and the next thing I know is that camera flashes were coming nearer and upon squinting my eyes I noticed that the media had managed to come down to the place in no time so this time I ran with a stranger dangling from my arms.

His jeans got ripped and his shoes had worn off.

***

"I am not scared thinking what the hell am I running away from this time, Where the hell I am running off to is what I am scared off."

"Well, we are all in it together forever ok?"

My three new partners who had joined me in my running spree spoke.
We smiled at each other and held our hands while walking into the game of life set up by fate made by our choices.

I can imagine fate resting his big fat ass on the couch slurping a milkshake and eating a triple Decker cheeseburger and laughing his ass while watching me from above

"Some day I will make you run fate, someday."

A/N

SO HELLO EVERYONE! You must be thinking "Omg not again"

Sheesh calm your nuts and bolts. I got the idea of this book and I wrote it down so that I won't forget about it. This book will start floating regularly from November !

I just wanted you all to tell me if you think this story sounds promising? There will be only 12-14 chapters maximum :)

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