A week had passed since we were back in Mumbai after Dhruv's wedding. The 'love' topic hadn't come in between us again, and somewhere, I was glad, yet a bit sad about it.

It makes me think that Ahaan must be wondering if it was just a slip of my tongue or maybe he had heard it wrong. After I confessed whether it was in an indirect way or not, he just kissed me and pulled me closer in response. He didn't say a word after that, and I had busied myself in the movie after that.

He had gone on a business trip in another city, and I was alone at home in the night where I just couldn't find myself to be sleeping. I had decided to leave the house for a short walk on the roads in the nearby area as it was 11 in the night and I felt a bit lonely in the house.

I was walking without any care of the world. My earphones plugged in with a soothing melody playing, and my feet moving on the concrete was something I was loving at the moment.

All of a sudden, I felt someone grab my wrist, yanking me in the process. My mouth dropped open in shock while my heart started beating loudly. This time, I could sense it wasn't in a good way. It definitely was something bad.

As I turned in the process, there was a man who probably looked around the age of 25, if not less. His face had this disgusting smirk, and my eyes went wide in fear.

"Leave me." I said politely, trying to free my wrist from his grasp.

"Of course not, darling. I've found such a beauty that too in the night and you think I am going to leave you." He let out a laugh, and I could clearly sense the fear in myself. The old memories were playing in the back of my mind.

"I said leave me." This time, I tried using force, and I gained the courage to let it out in my voice as well.

"Stay quiet bitch." He said with a menacing glare and pulled me closer.

"You better listen to me now and do as I say. Otherwise, the consequences won't be good." He continued in a disgusting voice.

"The consequences won't be good for you. Just leave me the fuck alone your bastard." I shouted, thrashing in his arms.

"Fine. How much will you take for a night?" He said with a glare.

"You're sick. Just let me go, or you won't like what all I can do with you." I yelled.

"Listen here, bitch, you better cooperate, or I can do it in the other way as well. I will enjoy it and I know you will at the same time." He said, and I felt him slurring in the end, and this time, I could feel the reeks of alcohol in his breath.

He pulled me closer with immense force, and I cried out loud in pain as his nails were digging into my hands. I knew they would leave marks.

He removed his one hand from one of my wrists only to dig the fingers on my shoulders, turning me in such a way my back was touching his chest.

I knew the fear inside of me was scraping to come out and act that I tried my best to bury long ago. But I knew this won't work with people like them.

"Wait. Just hear me for once." I shouted suddenly.

"What?" He spat.

"I will give you whichever amount of money you want, but in return, you will have to leave me." I said, and I could feel his grip loosen up on me a bit.

"How much?" He asked, trying to act casual, but I sensed the greediness very well.

People are so sick in this world.

"Nil." I shouted and thrashed in his grip, this time with extreme force and and started running in the safe direction.

"You bitch. I'll catch you in a second. Wait here!" He shouted, but I didn't stop.

I kept running with the best of my speed, but I didn't know a rock was in my way only to make me trip and fall down with a thud. It hurt a lot, but all that I could think of was saving myself at this point. 

I got up quickly as fast as my body could take, and as I started to run, something stopped me on the place itself, and I heard tearing of cloth in process.

Wind blew on my back, and I tensed. My tank top was torn by him. Placing my hand on my back, I turned back, and there he was, standing with a smirk. A disgusting smug smile on his face, making my eyes go wide in anxiety.

I knew one thing at this point that I didn't want the history to repeat itself. Not now and never.

I raised my hand hand and he looked curious in a way as if he was mocking me. His whole attention was now on my hand, and I forwarded my hand only to kick him where the sun didn't shine, with immense force.

He cried out in pain, and I instantly slapped him. He was shouting and cursing me, but I knew this was something that had to be done.

I quickly turned myself in a safe direction and started running. This time, I didn't let anything stop me. I ran as fast as I could directly towards the house, and I didn't look back. Not once.

I quickly made my way inside the house and directly went to the terrace. I didn't even bother looking anywhere else.

In the very corner of the terrace, I took the support of the wall, and by now, tears were flowing out of my eyes. I just couldn't control anymore. My legs couldn't take it anymore, and my back slided the wall, landing me on the ground.

I knew my top was torn from the back, and chills were running down my spine in a fearful manner. The situation was similar to the one I had never expected would happen.

By now, my face was stained with half dried tears and the ones who continued falling. No matter how strong I act at times, this is something that just breaks you.

"Kyra." I heard a distant voice, and I shut my eyes in response.

How I could feel Ahaan's voice calling my name? The tone that carries nothing but love and care.

I badly needed his presence, and he wasn't here. It isn't even his fault, but what I know is that I want to feel safe. In his arms.

"Kyra! Where are you?" I heard his voice again, and I was shocked to the core.

"He's here." I whispered to myself.

I didn't make any effort to get up, believing this was all my imagination. He was in another city hours ago and it wasn't possible he would be here. With me.

"Ky." I felt a tap on my shoulder, making me jerk in response.

There he was, standing looking at me with a comforting smile, his eyes filled with warmth and love.

But as soon as he saw my condition, his eyes widened and now displayed anger.

"What is this?" His face displayed only confusion and anger.

I just looked at him blankly with my eyes blinking from time to time.

He bent down on my level and forwarded his hand. I hesitated and placed mine on top of his, and I felt it shivering constantly. He placed his other hand on top of mine in a securing manner. He hadn't uttered a word till now. The only sound that could be heard was my ragged breathing and sniffling.

He was now seated beside me, and I didn't make any effort to look at him. My gaze was lowered down, and my tears hadn't subsided till now.

In mere seconds, he lifted me and placed on his lap, and I rested my chin on his shoulder.

His hand made its way to my back, where it displayed my torn top. He rested his palm there as if in a securing manner.

"How?" Was the only thing he questioned.

"H-he tried to m-molest me." I replied honestly.

"But I didn't let him." I continued with tears flowing out of my eyes.

"Who?" He asked in a hard voice.

I shook my head in response.

"Who. Was. He?" He said, and his voice had slightly raised now.

"I don't know anything about him. I had just gone outside for a walk." I said with quivering lips.

"I will find that bastard anyhow. He should start praying about what I am going to do with him." He said in a hard voice with bloodshot eyes.

"No, please." I pleaded.

"They suicided in the prison itself."

"They were being tortured."

"You don't worry, baby. He will have to pay for his deeds." He said this time in comparatively in gentle voice.

His hand was grazing my cheek, observing me, and his eyes kept raging in anger as he saw my tear stained face and red eyes.

"How dare he touch you?" He continued with a hard voice, and his jaw was clenched.

"They are bad people, Ahaan. They are so bad. Why does this happen with me every time? What is my fault?" I let out.

"But you see, I didn't let that happen again. I saved myself again." I said, looking at him.

Flashback:

I wish I could just give him the pain he had given me for just one moment, not to hurt him, but to make him realize the depths of pain and hurt he caused me with his cruel words. And that too when I did nothing. What was my fault?

He had decided to leave me alone in the night. On the barren roads. The only voice that was heard of was of my heels clicking on the concrete and my constant sniffling.

It feels as if I am broken.

I know I won't be the same as before.

He isn't with me.

He left me.

Everything was a lie.

I hadn't made any effort to let anyone else know about my whereabouts and condition. All that mattered to me now was Ahaan and his cruel words for me. I don't even know what I did in the first place. Was loving him my fault? Was believing him with everything my fault? Was trusting him enough, my fault?

I didn't know where I was walking. My mind was stuck on his words. They kept replaying in my mind no matter how hard I was trying to block them.

I felt someone tap on my shoulder, and I instantly turned with a smile, thinking it must be Ahaan who had realized his mistake and was back to take me with him.

But I was wrong. Standing in front of me were two bulky men who looked nothing but drunk. I could sense the alcohol in their body and the disgust in their mind.

"Aha! Where is the beauty going alone in the night?" One of them said, and my eyes widened in fear as realization hit me hard.

I was alone.

"Why don't you join us? I am sure you will enjoy the things we are going to do with you." The other one said, making me gulp in response.

"No, please let me go." I pleaded, and by now, tears were flowing out of my eyes.

In return, they only let out a sarcastic laugh, and one of them grabbed me tightly from the wrist.

"Leave me." I struggled in his grasp, and he tightened the hold in return.

"Stop struggling, little girl. We can do it the easy way which you'll like or you won't like what all we can do by the other way." The other said with a glare.

"But why are you doing this?" I asked naively.

"Why?" He mocked.

"You think we're going to leave you alone. This amazing opportunity with a beauty like you?" He continued with a smirk that was directed towards me.

"But I did nothing. Please just leave me." I struggled, pleading to them.

"Shut up!" He yelled and slapped me right there.

My mouth dropped open in shock, and my hand made it's the way to the same place he's slapped me. It was burning like anything.

And again, it's not even my fault.

He pulled me by my hair, and my hands went up to free them from his grip, but it didn't work. His grip was in such a way that I felt my hair would come out of its roots. It pained like anything, and I couldn't help but let out a scream in response.

"Leave me!" I shouted, but they paid no heed.

They kept dragging me by my hair, and I could sense the fear building inside of me. My heart was beating loudly in anxiety.

Their touch was disgusting and too forceful.

They stopped after what felt like forever. My head was bursting out of pain, and my body displayed the fear and anxiety very well.

"Get inside." He pushed me through a gate which I assumed to be a godown's.

I stumbled across the gate, falling down in the process.

The two men let out an annoying sigh in response and yanked me upwards, making me hiss in pain.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked in frustration, my face dried with tears.

"Not another word from that pretty little mouth of yours. Otherwise, I won't hesitate to block that." He said with a menacing glare, and I felt my lips quivering in response.

'I wish you hadn't left me alone, Ahaan.' I thought with a sarcastic smile.

They had now pulled me into a room that looked absolute desolate.

The dirt was visible from a good distance, and the voices of bats and crickets could be heard clearly. It was horrifying.

He pushed me to a corner, and I tripped, falling down on my knees. I immediately recovered myself and sat on the support of my legs. I could feel my knees and hands hurting like anything, but at this moment, I knew I had to obey them. I was at their mercy.

"You stay right here. When I am back, I want you to be present in front of my feet, on your knees." One of them said I gulped in response.

They're sick.

The other one gave me a mocking smirk and followed the first one outside the room they'd bought me in.

My heart was thumping loudly, and I could feel the anxiety build up.

Without thinking about any consequences or their warnings, I quickly got up from the floor and searched my pockets for my phone, but it wasn't there.

I left it in his car.

My thoughts were running at every possibility, and before I could do something irresponsible, I quickly peeked into the direction they'd went.

I could hear their faint voices and laughs. The smell of alcohol reached my nose, and I felt bile reach up my throat. I immediately placed a hand on my mouth, trying to cover it, and I was successful.

I had by now discovered there wasn't anyone else besides me and the two men in the old building who were busy drinking.

I quickly tip toed in the same direction they'd bought me from, and the whole time, I made sure not to leave any trace behind or make any sound.

As I reached the gate of the building, I looked at the gate only to see it unlocked. I swinged it open carefully at the same time, and it let out a small creak. My eyes widened in shock, and I turned my face back to see the two men. I guess they hadn't heard it, so I didn't hear any motion from inside.

Without wasting the other second, I closed it back and started running in a random direction.

My feet were killing me, but all that I had in my mind was the thought of saving myself.

My eyes looked at my surroundings for a good minute. The road was completely deserted. Only a single road light was the source of light, and I still didn't stop.

My eyes finally landed on an old phone booth, and I ran in the same direction. Looking at it, I wasn't even sure that it was working or not. Its condition was the worst. But leaving every thought, I got inside the same and took the phone.

My heart felt as if it's going to come out of my chest due to nervousness. They could come here any moment, and I needed to get out as soon as possible.

I frowned as I noticed it required coins in order to work, whereas I didn't have a single rupee.

I bent down on the level of the floor and searched for anything I could find at the moment. My actions were frantic, but I needed to be quick.

My hands finally came across a silver object, and there it was, a coin. Something that would be able to save me.

I quickly put the coin at the required place, and the phone beeped, signaling I could start my work. I dialed the first number that came across my mind, but he cut it off on the first ring itself.

Without waiting for any other second, I dialed the same number again and didn't stop. Finally, after 4-5 rings, he picked up.

"What?" He shouted as soon as he picked up.

"Ahaan." I breathed out, and again, tears had started flowing out of my eyes.

"Kyra?" He questioned.

"Yes, it's me. Ahaan, please save me. I really need you here. They're going to destroy me." I pleaded.

"Stop this nonsense, Kyra. I didn't know you could be this desperate. And who is going to destroy you? Is it your lover, Aarav? Or is it me?" He shouted.

"Ahaan-" I cried out in shock.

"Don't start with the bullshit again. I didn't know you would choose these kinds of measures to get back at me. Grow up, Kyra, you aren't a little princess anymore. And if you want to get back to your home, why don't you call your loverboy? He would be glad to help and love you, unlike me." He shouted again, and my mouth dropped open.

"And I hate you, Kyra. I hate you with everything inside of me, and I wish you would feel the pain you've caused me someday." He continued with a hard voice.

"I am sorry that I called you. But remember Ahaan, this was the last time I talked to you and it was my mistake I did. If you by any chance have the regret of leaving me alone here in the night, do remember it has made me hate you because I know for a reason that I won't be the same as before. I wish you weren't that insecure because this insecurity and zero trust have made us fall apart. I wish you hadn't left me alone here. At the stake of those who can destroy me without second thoughts." I said with quivering lips.

"I wish I hadn't given that much importance to you in my life because this has only resulted in what was about to happen today. I hate you. I fucking hate you." I ended with a sob.

"You're going to regret it." I whispered and put down the phone without waiting for his response.

He left me.

He didn't believe me.

He didn't save me.

He hates me.

My tears were now something I wasn't able to control. I was so angry at myself that I let him make that much importance of him in my life. Why did he have to leave me alone here again?

I slid down the wall of the phone booth, my body racking with sobs. The pain inside of me was all Ahaan had caused me. It wasn't due to the two men. Ahaan has destroyed me today with the lies.

"You bitch! You really thought you would be able to run from us. Just wait for what all we're going to do with you." I heard a voice making my eyes go wide.

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I am so scared for Kyra...

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