I observed him carefully as he walked to the door. I knew that time was running out but suppressed the urge to check my watch. I took a deep breath and started counting in reverse under my breath. "Ten, nine, eight, seven...".

I knew I was being coward but I just couldn't stand against him. He had abused me for years for no reason that I could think of. He had scarred me for my whole life and I couldn't help it because I had lost all hope of living a happy life. He had ruined my whole life. He just snatched everything from me which I ever had adored. My Friends, my family, my career, my life and even the light I used to see in the worst conditions before I met him.

I had always thought of the day I met him on the first day of college was the luckiest day of my life until the day he beat me for the first time when we came back after a party of his friend. I was just busy with my old friend who I had met after a very long time in the party and he thought I was ignoring his friend and was just insulting him in front them but it was never my intentions. It was a mere excuse for him to beat me. But I.... I was shattered to my soul. I loved him from the depth of my heart but for him I guessed I was just a body which he could claim to use whenever and wherever.

It had passed 2 years from that day but I couldn't utter a word in front of anybody. I knew he was possessive when I started dating him but there was a difference between possessiveness and obsession. Soon after a year of dating him he proposed me to live with him. I agreed in a breath because he was the love of my life but I didn't know I was digging my own grave. It was happening like it was my own wish to run to my doom.

I couldn't see the monster behind his perfect face for a year after I moved in with him. He had hidden his true colors from the whole world like it was a very easy task and had painted himself with a color of purity, white like he was some kind of fallen angel in this world. He had always been good to me and my friends but he got jealous whenever I talked to another guy or gave them some attention. I thought it was cute in the beginning as he was being protected of me but I didn't know then that by thinking this I was just giving him the knife to stab it at my back. I was a blind 20-year old girl then.

I was now all alone. After completing my degree I got a job in the other city away from my family. They had always supported me everywhere even in my relationship with him when I told them I was going to live with him in the same apartment in the same city after he threatened me of harming my family if I didn't go with him. They had always given me a freedom which I wanted in my life but the odds were not in my favor. My fate had other plans. I guessed my luck fled away the day I met him. I had always seen positive in my life. I hoped he was going to change when I would love him with all I had got but the love had blinded me. It made me see things which had never existed. A false hope, a wishful thinking which was never going to be fulfilled.

But I had reached my limit. The old 20-year old young girl was gone and replaced by new but scarred 22-year old woman who didn't want to suffer this anymore, who wanted to fly freely in the perfect blue sky, who wanted to only live for herself, who wanted to have confidence and wanted to dream of rainbows and happy endings like a small little girl.

As I was watching him going out of the restaurant holding my breath, I thought of the way I was going to be free from this cage of him in which he had bound me for years. I counted until one under my breath and started taking long breaths. I was reminding myself again and again that I had to do this. I had to this for the sake of myself, for my family. I couldn't live like this anymore. As he promised me, I knew he would be at the apartment till 9'o clock. I had to do everything before he arrived at apartment.

I bought all the important things I needed for this and entered our apartment. I bought a small pin point camera which could record highly defined audio and video. I knew if I wanted to be free from him I just couldn't run away from him. He would find me again. I couldn't live in this fear anymore. So I needed proofs against him to send him away from me forever. I set the camera in our room or I could say my grave where he could do anything to me and no one could hear me there. He had beaten me there countless time. I knew I was living in hell and I had accepted it but now I wanted myself back so for that I had to do this.

I set the camera where no one could see it except me and it had clear view of the whole room. I had a hidden laptop in my closet which he couldn't find so today was the day it would come to my use.

He arrived at the time he promised me and I knew he would do everything he had always done to me. The same old beating, the same old rape, the same old cussing. He had done everything he could do to satisfy his thirst, his anger, his frustration on me. He was doing everything in front of the camera which I had placed and I was not protesting at all because I was too tired, tired of him, tired of everything. I had become a corpse because of his doing. Now I felt nothing. Everything was just silent.

As usual, after doing everything with me he went to other room to get some sleep. He knew I was afraid of him and I would do nothing against him even if he didn't keep an eye on me. He was over confident and I was going to prove him wrong.

With my sour legs and ached body, I got up and took out my hidden laptop and that camera. I copied that video in the pen drive and shut the laptop off. Then I took a paper and a pen. I knew perfectly what I was doing and I was certain that I had to this.

Mr. Police Officer,

I am writing this letter because I cannot take this anymore. My boyfriend is abusing me for years and I haven't done anything till now. I want justice for myself. I don't know the reason behind this that why is he doing this to me but I want to get free from this hell now.

So with this letter I have sent you a pen drive in which there is a latest footage of him abusing me physically, mentally and verbally. It is the footage of some hours ago. He is sound asleep at our apartment and the address of the apartment is written on the front of the envelope of this letter. I know its late night and you can catch him in his sleep.

I want justice and I know you will get it for me. I'm certain that when you will be reading this letter I would be gone from this world and from my hell forever. Thank you for listening to me and I hope you will do everything you can to get me justice. Please give this letter to my parents. I have written this for them.

Life is a lonely place,

There is no one with you,

Not even to talk to.

Its time like this,

You realize this harsh truth,

Scared, afraid, lonely and silent.

Then the main question arises,

Why?

What have I done to deserve this?

The answer can be simple or complicated,

It's up to you what you choose.

First the complicated one,

We maybe deserve this,

We are not worth it,

And the crap like that,

Depressing.

And the easy one,

This life is our journey,

Nothing is permanent,

So the time we have with others,

With our loved ones even for a second,

Cherish it,

Respect it,

Love it.

I am writing this poem for your Mom and Dad. I have always loved you both and sorry I cannot tell you about this. I'm very sorry. Don't think that I will lose this battle even If I will be gone away. I will win you will see. And I'm going to a peaceful place where I can breathe freely, can fly in the sky. Don't cry after my death. You should be happy to see your daughter to get free from that devil and from this hell of a world. Good bye Mom and Dad. I will always love you.

Manya

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I put the letter in the envelope and the pen drive and wrote the address of the apartment on it. I stood up with some support and with tip toeing I got out of the apartment. I knew he was a heavy sleeper so I could get successful in this. I kept my phone on silent mode and started walking out of the apartment building. There was a police station at the walking distance of 15 minutes near my apartment building.

When I arrived at the police station, I put the letter on their doorstep and thrown a stone at their window so that someone could come out. After throwing a stone and breaking their window, I hid myself quickly nearby tree. One police officer came out to see what happened and he saw the letter. He picked it up and went back in the police station.

I knew what would happen next. So I just waited for it. I arrived back at the apartment after 15 minutes of walking and entered it tip toed. I knew he was asleep but I checked it once more to be sure.

I prepared everything I needed for my next step and waited for the right time. After 15 minutes, I got a call on my cell phone which I was expecting. I picked it up and answered it.

"Hello?"

"Miss Manya?", the voice replied back.

"Yes", I said. I knew where it was going.

"Oh thank God. Hi I'm Detective Benaro. We have got your letter and the footage. We have sent some officers to your home to arrest that bastard. We will get justice to you. You don't have to do anything rash. You don't have to take your life because of some bastard. Do you understand what I'm saying?", Detective said.

"Yes Detective. I understand what you are saying.", I lied. I knew what I wanted to do and I was going to do it. I just wanted to get free.

"Good. We are going to rescue you. The officers are arriving soon. Okay?", he said hopefully.

"Yes Detective", I replied.

"Goodbye", he replied back.

"Goodbye", I said back.

I put the phone down. Now I was assured I was going to get justice and I was going to get him paid what he did to me all these years. I didn't know the reason till this day but now I didn't need it anymore. I was just going to in the world of peace and happiness. No more torture, no more bad words, no more beating, no more pain. Everything was going to be alright with this step of mine and I would be flying like a bird in no time.

I step on the small table which I placed under the fan and put the cloth tied with the fan around my neck and tight it. I smiled by repeating all the happy memories of my childhood and of Mom & Dad in front of my eyes. My life would be perfect if I didn't meet him but I didn't regret it anymore. I chose it myself and I accepted it as a part my life.

Now I was going to be free like a bird which had been free from his cage recently. Now I could see dreams like a little girl. I could see the beautiful colors of that rainbow which formed after a heavy storm. Now I could blossom into a fresh flower which didn't have the fear of being torn out anymore. I could be like a bumble bee that didn't have the fear of death when it got attracted to the flames. I could be fearless. Now I didn't have to bear this torture, this pain anymore.

Now I could fly like an angel which I had ever dreamt of.

With this final thought and with a bright smile on my face, I pushed the table away with my feet.

I felt my body hanging and all the pain in my body was going away. My eyes were shutting down. Then I slumbered into the deep sleep and the state of peacefulness which I thought I would never achieve.

Hii guys.... this the short i write hope u like it.... i know it is sad but it is also peaceful for Manya so vote and comment and follow me on the facebook and twitter.... thank you for all the support........

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