****disclaimer ... to those of you reading kindly note this is a mature story , if you cannot handle maturity I highly suggest to stop reading and go another way . This story is far from happy and to good to be sad. Chapters of sexual intimacy and violence will be mentioned . If you don't like it , then simply don't read it . **** thank you to those who appreciate and enjoy my story.

Riddhima

The morning sun blinding away in my vision , I shielded my elbow over my eyes , groaning I look around my surroundings . Something warm and alive , was beneath me . Like I had slept so calm and serene. I looked over and studied him , he looked so calm and still . He had such pink lips and his skin was smooth and flawless. He looked cute when he slept , I wanted to touch his beard , just to know how it would feel under my fingers. Was it prickly and sharp or was it rough. Thoughts and questions swirled in my mind about him . His arm was wrapped around my waist holding me tightly against his body . He had strong arms , I hate to admit though , I did want to stay for a while in this embrace. It felt safe and peaceful , like I didn't have to worry about anything . I quietly put my head on his chest and listened to the calm eat of his heart , beating away in his chest .

Like slow drums giving a bliss of happiness , my mind went into thinking ,about last nights events. The nightmare had been real , it explains why I am lying here and now on his chest. I was scared , the thoughts of my nightmare made my stomach toil , and a wave of nausea hit , I swallowed the ugly feeling , the nightmare had not been a random dream , it was a part of my childhood coming to visit . I clutched his shirt into my fist and hid my face inside his chest. I often questioned why it happened to me , but now there was no point. There was no saving , I had lived and I survived it alone .

sadness sinks in , I remember been a little girl , every night I would open my room window after that monster would leave. My lips would be bust and blood would be dried in the corner , my little body would have the prints of his hands and in between my legs would make my eyes burn with hot fresh tears. Tears that always confused me , I had cried all day and all night yet still more and more poured out every singles time. The moon would be different everytime , sometimes a quarter sometimes half and certain days it would be full. The moon was always my best friend , no matter what happened in my life it never failed to show up. I would fold my hands and say "moony sweet fairy why does it hurt s..soo much , dear friend please don't leave me and go like they all do , send for me someone to help me ".

Those days had turned into nights , nights had turned into mornings , days went into weeks and weeks became months until those years went and it kept going. No one came , no one helped me , there was no saving only enduring was left. I wiped the tears from my face and sniffled into his shirt , his breathing was even so it will be okay no one will know I ever cried. No one even needs to know , there is no point . Time passed and I grew stronger with time , loneliness is what keeps me alive . I know I wont betray myself , I will be absolutely fine.

The pains in my nightmares made me gulp , there were not some form of imagination , it was a true piece of reality that I once lived. This world is not perfect , twisted people lurk as close as home an within the family . Do you know what happens , it like a needle and cotton been sowed ,sealing your lips. Do you know the actual pain of that , imagine the needle piercing into your flesh and coming out only to be followed with a thin piece of cotton. The wound does not heal immediately , so the pain linger the blood pours. You scream , but can anyone hear . That makes you numb and although that was a long time ago , the feelings remain. The scars have faded but the wounds are still open . Will they ever heal , perhaps never. I know , they know and I know they wont say anything , no one will know , what no one knows , they cant help. I am walking bleeding corpse that's smiles and lives life .

No one needs to know and honestly I don't think anyone wants to know. Sleeping on his chest reminds me for a moment to rely on someone . It feels so good , but the moment wont last to long . Never mind I shall stop thinking about this and take a small snooze.

Vansh

Smalls sniffles , she is crying and fisting my shirt. I just stay calm I don't plan on disturbing little beasty . I don't know what the hell is going on. What ever is happening I think it will be best if I don't disturb her and give her this moment . Slowly she release my shirt and settles on my chest , is she going back to sleep. That would be unfortunate the sun is burning bright and we need to get to the other side of this forest. There is nearely anytime to waste and she wants to sleep again , this woman slept enough. I understand some people are married to bed and blanket but this is not her home it is the wild jungle . Where if you make the needed track you can survive another night would not be a wise retreat. I am sorry little beasty but paradise will be a far call from home if sleep all day.

I take a deep breath and jolt up , "wake up kanthabhai , you cant sleep all day lets get a move " she looks shocked for a moment and blinks like a little baby . Oh dear we wont talk about it . Woman don't stress so much. She scrambles of the floor and smooth the crinkly clothes.

"why don't you check the bag . See if the shoes is dried I don't plan on carrying you again , I wont have hands left " she glared at me . "oh yes good morning I forgot "

the was a grim expression on her face. A few minutes ago she was so peaceful forward a few minute it is like I invited a gorilla for tea. She stomps her feet and walks to me like a miniature doll. "five minutes ... five minutes huh you cant give me . Like one hussain bolt you want to run everywhere" I roll my eyes melodramatic woman. Better than a crying woman .

" if you want to be sher khans dinner tonight , go back and sleep . I don't have same dinner plans compared to you " she looked at me very frustrated. She groaned and turned around to ruffle inside the bag . She took out the shoes and seemed please with the dry results and perhaps the clothes might have the same fate. She turned around and looked at me with narrowed eyes . "well get down from the tree , I will change " demanding much this morning. Well one night in a jungle and one nightmare is a sure recipe for a gorilla transformation. I grab the black case and fling it to the ground and make my way down "kanthabhai , kindly remember to bring the bag with you " she growled and I made my way down the tree.

I am wondering how she expects to come down , because if I am correct the last time she required my help going up , well they always said going down is easier than walking up. I don't have all day how many minutes does it take for woman to get dressed. I hear a clearing of throat and look up to see her starring down at me . Well don't just stare at me get you little beasty ass down here. The villa wont get up on its leg and take a walk to meet us here.

"what happened kanthbhai stuck " she rolled her eyes at me annoyingly . I huffed seriously I don't want to admit it but my hands are paining from all this.She pouted , perhaps very annoyed. This woman had a serious problem when someone pointed out her faults indirectly with questions. she needs to understand the true value of constructive criticism.

"the lost puppy look doesn't do you justice jump I will catch you " her eyes open wide like saucers, she put her hand on her heart, was she experiencing a heart attack . I hoped not because that would be unfortunate there are no hospitals nearby . Io really don't want her to die ."don't hold your heart like that , I have to catch you not your heart , make it snappy I don't have all day" that was true. We need to make drastic changes had to be made for this journey to be somewhat survivable. Standing up on a tree will not make the situation better. She brings herself to the tip and looks down at the floor. Come on already little beasty it is not that hard.

She took a deep breath probably assuming to herself I is the last one , oh the art of been dramatic is to much. She takes a step back and leaps of the tree landing in my arms , gosh she is like a feather .does not weigh much at all . Crazy ass woman , she had her eyes shut tightly , well she missed the adrenaline show, you have to see things happen in front of your eyes.

"open your eyes woman , this is not sleeping beauty and I am not a witch " she opened her shut eyes and glared at me . "I was not sleeping , I was afraid you would drop me down " well that thought is disturbing. Who does she think I am, do I look like a dried leaf that feel in late autumn.

I drop her down on her backside. She hisses and snarls at me like a wild cat , clearly her backside is paining but hey , this is what you get when you annoy me . I feel extremely insulted. I walk away from her , she can get up from her bubble butt and start walking "keep up " I shout out to her . I hear her growl and then I keep moving forward, the is no point in waiting. I am walking ahead and then something with a force hits me behind and I go tripping flat on my face , what the bloody fuck .

She is sitting on my back and pounding her small fist in my back , I smile she is so light . I so needed a back massage this feels to good to miss .she punches her soft little fist into my back , so soothing I take a deep breath and enjoy. I have been exhausted to the maximum from yesterday. The situation feels like a workout itself and I don't have to work out , no requirement for a gym , the hiking and climbing is proving to be a rather great workout.

"this feels so good "I groan out and she stops punching me in the back . " I hate you . You an annoying stupid idiot donkey mashed potato". I burst out laughing kanthabhai was cute when she was angry , I mean who calls someone a mashed potato. She looks at me weirdy and I turn on my back staring up at her gorgeous figure. If she was blessed with anything it is a beautiful body , the brains I am not sure , it did take her in the wrong direction , which landed her here . "you're just full of yourself , what the hell is wrong with you" I look at her questioningly , she can't be serious she insulted me .

She starts to walk away and I burst out laughing , where the hell is this woman going , does she even know the correct direction. " kanthabhai you're walking in the wrong direction" she does not heed to my voice and keeps walking away from me." kanthabhai I I am serious" she keeps going. Is she upset to the point where she won't listen to me , about something this important.

I don't understand this , woman are complex creatures , men should not try and understand them , all we ever end up doing is staring at their plump ass walking away just the way I am starring at hers.

Oh god this foolishness is pointless , we are wasting time , kanthabhai disappears through the grass. She really is such a hot shorty pants. I scramble up quickly from the ground and march in the opposite direction , this bloody complication is going to set us back .

Riddhima

I walk away from him , frustratedly , how dare he drop me on my ass . That hurt so much , I wipe my tears frustratedly , stuck here in this place because of him . I have my period , which by the way I did not expect. It painful my body does not feel good , I want to sleep the aches in my stomach become more prominent. The tears spill , I hate him , why cant things just be better . I don't want to be any where near him . I don't care and don't know where I am but I don't want to care . He did not care about me . I hear his footsteps approaching me from the back , I keep my pace , I have never walked so fast amongst such tall grass in my lif e, where on earth am I even going.

I huff I really need to calm mu thoughts down and think straight for a moment , perhaps I was to hasty and have not made the correct decision , by walking away from him . I know there a more better ways to deal with this than been foolish .

I stop walking as a sharp pain shoots up my ankle and I misbalance and tumble on the ground , there was a ditch and I had no idea , because this stupid grass was bloody taller than me , how was I supposed to know where I was going. Its not like I take up residence in the amazon regularly. I groaned has I rolled down to the ground in the soggy sands oh gross I am a mess once again. My whole bloody life is a mess since I stepped in that god forsaken plane and got stranded with vansh.

The tiny stones prickle into my body and everything is tumbling , the pains starts to lace in my body and shoot up my ankles more intensely . Suddenly I bang my head hard onto a big boulder "ouch arrrrhhh" I tap my forehead and see a hazy deep shade of red . Oh no , fuck I hit my head , my head starts spinning and my body aches , I cannot move my body so even see what happened to my ankle. The light blinds my vision and the green around me becomes blurry , I cannot hear the footsteps. Oh what have I done once again. Did he loose me , I don't want to be here alone. That is the last thought I have and my mind shuts down and everything goes completely black.

Vansh

Where did she go that little shorty , stupid little beasty. I stand and run my fingers through my hair frustratedly , I have been looking for the last ten minutes , which direction did she go. This is annoying , we are wasting time. The annoying thing is she chose to be angry but then again I cannot leave her behind, the feeling does not settle well inside me , I have no clue as to why I feel this way.

There should not be any feeling in this heart , I honestly should not care about what happens to her . No one would even know since the plane crashed in the middle of the amazon river. Her death can be easily concealed , but the thought of those brown eyes been filled with worry , fear and tears did not feel correct. I don't wish the next fifty years of my life dreading on this fact. Having regrets would be a ruin for Vansh Raisinghania.

I huff a deep breath , where could she go , so many directions and possibilities the sad thing is we have less resources and time. One more night in this forest can be deadly. Unknown creatures lurk through here , predators to be precise. I walk forward moving the grass , and take a step in to the air and step back god what a deep slope. I I turn back when I notice a small figure lying down at the bottom infront of a large grey boulder. The light strikes deep in my sight , I put my hand out to get shade . I see here lying flat with her head bleeding on the side and her ankle bleeding , also it looks like it is in the wrong direction . Oh god this woman will be the end of me and her. I slowly tread down the path , carefull not to slip. It would be a rather unfortunate thing should I have to fall and injure myself as she did, then we are doomed for sure in this forest. I safely make it down to her and feel , she has a soft pulse . Unconscious for sure . "kanthabhai" I tap her face and no response comes. I tear a piece of my shirt and tie the long piece around her head to stop the bleeding , the gash made was quite deep for someone who slipped down the slope.

I gather her in my arms bridal style and turn around , I groan in tiredness. The easy part is coming down the struggle is going back up without killing us both. Its going to be a very long journey and kanthabhai here just made it one level higher. There is no use complaining now , I wont be leaving her behind , the worry is not the tiring journey ahead of us but instead her health that is getting bad each minute that passes. Sometimes its not how far you go , it is how fast you make it there , until you cannot keep going anymore.