Tortured
One month later.
Jaanvi's pov:
Finally it will be weekend , no college for two days." avni sighed saying.
"Its just one month since college started and you are tired ".
"Avni you don't understand that the professor taking the extra classes just fucks up my mind".
I shooked my head .
Suddenly my phone vibrated.
I froze seeing the number it was from mom.
I picked it up.
"Hello " .i said.
"Wherever you're just come home this instant and make sure you are alone otherwise consequences will be bad ."
"Y.....e ..sss.."
"Good now come fast."
"I calmed myself and went towards avni."
"Avni i have some work related to assignment that need to be done. I needed material regarding that" .
"Ok let's go".
"No... I mean you go home i will come back after getting few things also i have to grocery shopping, it will be late".
" Yes what happened jaanu we will go together it will be easily done."
"Nahi i mean you remember today you have to go to a place with maa ".
" Oh haan i forgot but let's first complete your work then we will go together."
"No na it will be late and maa will feel bad if you don't reach on time".
"You are right jaanu but i can't leave you alone ".
" Aree i am not alone ehen i will be done i will ask driver dada to pick ne up." Ok.
She was hesitant but still nodded.
After avni left i hailed an auto.
Wo mujhe kyu bula rahe hain . Sab thik toh hoga na .
I entered the living room where everyone was giving me dead glare. Mom's eyes were red from anger.
Authors pov:
"Wh..at hap...pe..ned wh..y are you loo..king li...ke this at me ?".
"Let me tell you what did you do " her mother said.
She came near her and held her hair in her tight fist making jaanvi hissed in pain.
"Ahhh maa "
"Why is it paining? . How dare you say things to my daughter ? After Meeting that Avni you have grown wings . What do you think of yourself don't forget that abhimaan married you against his own will . He will never accept you. "
Then jaanvi recalled what happened.
Flashback:
Jaanvi and avni where in a cafe .
Jaanvi was carrying the drink towards the table when she bumped into someone making the drinks fall on the other one.
She muttered a sorry and lifted her face up when she saw it was non other than her devil sister. She was standing there fuming with anger.
'You bitch how dare you do you even know how expensive this dress is."
"Sorry " jannvi muttered.
"Oh how would you know after all
whole life tumne mere chode huye hi toh kapde pehne hain."
"Excuse me miss mind your language" avni said.
"Ye aayi , did you start a new job of whoring around women . Why men doesn't like you anymore" she said in her usual bitchy voice
"Mind your tounge. Aur waise bhi isse kya pata hoga ki tumhari dress kitni mehengi after all your daddy paid your bill na . Kyunki wo toh tumhari fitrat hai "
"How dare you. Don't you dare jaanu akeli hain uski best friend abhi zinda hain . So you girl Fuck off".
"U bitch how dare you tumhe pata bhi hain main kaun hu ".
" Jaanti hu darling apne raess bapp ki bigdi huyi aulad ho . Par apne daddy ke bigde huyi alaud na ghar par ban kar rehna yu public places mein apni aukat dikhane ki koi zarorat nahi".
Chal jaanu.
Aur haa ye lo inn paise se na apne isa sade se face ka facial kar wa lena tumhe jarrorat hain . Ok ..byee." Avni replied.
(I know darling you are a daughter of your rich daddy. But be that in your house don't rome on the streets telling people how low you are. And yes Take this money get yourself a facial Done".
Avni said dragging jaanu with her coming out of the cafe.
"Avu tujhe kya zaroorat thi itna kuch bolne kin. " Jaanvi said.
"It was needed jaanu how dare she insult you " avni smiled saying.
"Tu pagal hain puri". (Are u mad)
"Tu kya ummed rakhti hain merese ki koi meri best friend ki insult kare aur main sunti rahu . I suare agar bhai hote na toh uss chipkali ki akal tikhane le aate. "
" Don't tell Abhimaan . please."
Understanding her avu said ok.
Flashback end..
Jaanvi recalled everything.
Her dragged her towards her room downstairs and started her torturing session. She started beating her mercilessly with the belt.
After laying dead for a while on the cold floor i mustered up some courage and started moving outside the house.
I wrapped my duppata around herself inorder to hide those marks. I have gone through much worse but still the pain hurts . It's hurt when the one that tortured you tge most are your parents.
I felt dead from inside , so weak that i just want to lay down. My phone was ringing continuously but i didn't have enough energy to answer it.
I sat on my ride and reached the house.
"Jaanvi acha hua tu aagayi bhai toh meri jaan hi le lete tujhe akele...
Avni was saying something but stopped when she saw her sight. She was beaten black and blue , with wounds all over her face. Her torn clothes were covered with a duppata
"Jaanu'"
"Jaanu"
She shouted and ran towards her and called abhimaan.
'Bhai bhai ..'
Abhimaan came running towards the living room.
"Jaanvi "
"Jaanvi"
"Open your eyes jaanvi."
"Avni call the doctor."
Abhimaan picked her up in bridal style and made way to his room.
As he laid her her duppata moved revealing all those marks .
Abhimaan's clentched his fist in anger. By looking at the marks he was very angry.
Avni entered the room and was shocked to see jaanvi's condition.
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Sach ko tameez hi nahi
baat karne ki ,
Jhoot ko dekho kitna mitha
bolta hain ...
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