I'm sorry that I had not mentioned it before but chapters 11 & 12 will include Divya's past. The story will continue in chapter 13.

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Blood oozing out from the open cuts on my legs, swollen and puffy eyes, bruised ribs and broken nails.
These are the things I had become accustomed to when I wake up.

Days. weeks. months I had no idea how long it's been since I've been stuck in this hellhole.

Every few days I'll be dragged to old farts office whose name I had got to know was Jacob Mikhailov and was beaten until darkness embraced me.

The same question was asked to me
"What are the passwords to the security system" or " how dare you to disrespect me" well about the last question. . it was always fun to watch him get riled up by me.
And my answer is always the same "no."

Callum was always a good company he would try to save some food for me and lessen the questions asked to me, they never tortured me in his presence.

But cal left as he was given a mission to complete and since he was gone, I was left at Cain and Jacob's mercy.

But Jacob made sure to make his appearance, after all, he has to 'take care' of me. . .

He hits me to a point where I fall unconscious and rarely gives me food which includes only a slice of stale bread and a cup of water.
But who am I to question,

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Many days passed and the torture continued without fail.

I was woken up from my deep slumber to someone hugging me.

"I'm so sorry. . I'm so sorry, Viya. I should've known." Cal cried as he hugged me, the wounds were still fresh so my instant reaction was to wince in pain.

"It's okay Cal, I'm fine now that you are here, just stop. . hugging me." I croaked out ruffling his hair.

"Oh I'm so sorry, I-I am I H-how did, I'm sorry." Cal apologized continuously but stopped when he heard footsteps walking past this room.

"Listen to me very carefully viya. I can't stay any longer, you are very weak you have to eat this, -He passed me some sandwiches and energy drinks-I'll come back tomorrow, please take care of yourself. I'll come back, I promise." He glanced at me one last time and left as fast as he came.

I ate the sandwiches hungrily and hid the wrappers under the mattress so that no one could find them.

Suffice to say that no one came today to drag me back to find pleasure in torturing me and I slept a bit peacefully tonight knowing that Cal is out there, protecting me.

The next day. . .

It was quiet today, nobody came in my room.
no sound was heard, there was just some food from last night, a bottle of water and a set of clothes near my mattress.

I ate it and changed into some clean clothes.

It was after few hours that I heard loud banging sounds, footsteps thumping hard on the ground, people shouting and bullets being fired.

I was still locked up in the small room when suddenly smoke started, it was increasing rapidly, I coughed, screamed and banged on the door, the smoke filled the room making it hard for me to breathe.

I blinked my eyes to stop from crying but the sting was too much and my eyes watered.
I tried to break the door but I was too weak.

Just as black dots covered my vision, the door flew open to reveal. . boogeyman.

I screamed and scrambled from the floor hurriedly.

"Viya, Viya! It's me, Callum, get up woman! We don't have time." Cal cocooned me in a blanket, he yanked me up and rushed out of the room.

CHAOS

That's the first thing that came to my mind when I stepped out. The whole place is engulfed in flames, bullets being fired everywhere. Every man I had once seen torturing me and some who had tried to abuse me sexually were either burned black or shot straight at their heart.

And strangely I did not feel an ounce of regret or guilt, instead, I felt relieved and satisfied on seeing them begging for forgiveness and being burn to ashes.

Callum covered me up so that I could not see it and pulled me with him.

"What is happening, Cal?" I shouted over the painful screaming of my tormentors.

"I have laid out time bombs in every corner of this building. The next bomb will explode in 5 minutes and 37 seconds from now, and that is the last one before the whole building will be engulfed in flames." He yelled not even looking at me.

We passed numerous huge halls and corridors like I had said before this place is like a maze but Cal seemed to memorize each and every corner. He suddenly came to stop and it was then I saw the door, THE door to my freedom.

"Divya listen to me very closely, you have to take this gun, shoot anyone who you feel is dangerous. Your family will be waiting for you outside, near the gates. They are out there fighting for you.
And take this envelope and read it when you reach home safely-he slipped it into my pocket before I could even glance at it-, just go straight and take the first right, you will reach them. I'll meet you outside as soon as possible.
Take care of yourself Divya. I'll miss you." Cal engulfed me in his big arms and hugged me tight as if-as if this was the last time he was doing this.

"Where are you going? Why can't you come with me?" I panicked and held his hand so that he wouldn't leave me.

"Divya, you have to do as I say. GO. NOW." Cal shot one of the men who had sneaked behind me and I flinched at the loud sound.

"Promise me, promise me, Cal, that you will be outside there with me, safe." I blinked back the tears blinding my vision and clutched his collar so that he could see that I was a hundred per cent serious here.

"Cross my heart and hope to die." He looked conflicted for a moment but agreed anyway.

For the first time ever I saw the happy and mighty Callum Mikhailov shed a tear. I wiped it and gave him one last look murmuring "please" and ran like the coward I was.

I shot a few men who were about to shoot me. At first the gun was difficult to handle as it was a bit heavy in my hand but I managed it somehow.

Just as I stepped out I saw mom and dad shooting anyone who came in their way and Shiv, Om and Vikrant fought their way to me.

I've never seen mom so angry yet fierce in my entire life not even when I broke her favorite bottle of perfume. Her fingers didn't waver as she held the gun and shot each one of them, her expression not faltering in the slightest.

"MOM! DAD!." They turned to me when I yelled. Their eyes held relief which soon turned into anger when they saw my condition.

A wave of exhaustion hit me when I saw them running towards me and I fell on my knees panting.

It's over. It's finally over.

Cal. H-He didn't come out yet. I looked around frantically for him only for him to come out, smiling at me brushing off the dirt on his arm.

I am fine. He is fine. We are okay. Everything is over, we are safe now.

I smiled at him but stopped when I saw him wheezing and gasping for air. It was then I saw it. A bullet fired right through his stomach before I could call for help another bullet was fired to his leg. He fell on the ground groaning and clutched his stomach.

I heard a piercing scream and then realized it was me. "I'll miss you" He mouthed smiling sadly at me.

Mom hugged me as I heard a loud bang and the whole place blew up.

Black spots covered my vision, I heard distant voices begging me to stay awake.

"Help. . Callum." Was the last thing I mumbled and slipped into the familiar darkness.

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