Rakshit's POV

Trigger warning. Mention of physical abuse

When I got to know the truth about her being my step mother I asked her. And that night she hit me with belt. That was when the real torture started.

She would randomly come into my room at night and start hitting me. She would stuff a cloth in my mouth so that I don't shout.

The first day it happened, I started locking my door after it. But that didn't stop her. She used to beat me at any chance she got. Whenever she would find me alone she would hit me.

I was 12 when she first told me the reason of her actions.

"Tum mujhe har pal ye yaad dilate ho ki mai kabhi bhi maa nhi ban skti. Tumhari ye shakal mujhe yaad dilati hai meri kami ke baare mai."

(You always make me remember that I can never be a mother. Your face reminds me of my fault.)

She said hitting me vigorously with belt.

I was 18 when I finally shifted here in pretext of studying. That's when her beating stopped but those tortures did not. I still get nightmares about it and cannot sleep at nights.

I still lock the door of my bedroom even after living alone in the fear that she might come at night and start hitting me.

I was curled up in bed shivering and clutching the blanket tightly when I heard the doorbell ring and my heartbeat accelerated and I started sweating badly.

"No please! Jaao yaha se! Leave me alone! Please leave me!"

(Leave from here!)

I whispered whimpering waiting for her to go. The bell rang once more and I flinched in fear.

And then everything went silent.

I think she went. I still couldn't sleep because of fear and those nightmares.

I feel so worthless. Why am I unable to fight for myself? I cried the whole night shivering in bed.

She had already ruined my childhood and now she is ruining my life also.

I slept in the wee hours of the morning.

I woke up with a jolt hearing the alarm.

I looked around and sighed in relief when I found no one. This is what my life has become. Being scared at every step.

After getting ready, I move out of my apartment not really in the mood to have breakfast.

My body is aching a lot but I don't want to stay at home. It feels so lonely and this loneliness is eating me now.

I'll go at my usual hideout and relax there.

I was just about to press the button to call the lift when I heard the most irritating voice.

"Oyee! Hello!"

"Tumhe tameez se kisi se baat krni nhi aati kya?"

(Don't you know how to talk properly?)

I gritted out in frustration and she blinked. She thought for a whole two minutes and then said.

"Aati hai. Lekin tumhare aage na pata nhi saari tameez phurrrr ho jaati hai."

(I do. But my respect flies away in front of you.)

She said and giggled as if it was the most funniest joke.

I rolled my eyes at her and asked.

"Tumhe kaam pr nhi jaana."

(Don't you have work today.)

"Aaj mera off hai. Clients ko kahi jaana tha."

(Today is my off. Clients had other work.)

She said shrugging.

"Tum kal kaha the by the way?"

(Where were you last night?)

I froze. The memories of last night came flooding through.

Drishti's POV

I noticed how his whole body went stiff when I asked him that question. His face went pale and I saw fear in his eyes.

Fear? From what?

"Hello? Kuch puchha maine."

(I asked something.)

I asked shaking him and he glared at me. I shivered back due to his intense glare. His eyes were red and he looked so dangerous at the moment.

"Stay the fuck away from me. Ek baar mai samajh nhi aata tumhe. Just stay away from my life."

(Don't you understand.)

He yelled and quickly went inside the lift.

I stood there processing what had just happened.

There is something wrong with him? He seems...off. Where was he last night?

'Why are you bothering so much?'

I-I don't know. I sigh. Maybe I am just curious.

But I know that he was scared of something when I asked him where he was.

Argh! This is so confusing. I couldn't sleep properly last night thinking about him.

Since the day I moved here he is always on my mind. Either I am thinking of a way to irritate him or thinking about his reactions but I was always thinking about him.

Am I going crazy? I gasped loudly. Oh my God! I am going crazy.

I think I should go inside before I get anymore crazier.

I spent the whole day lazing around and munching on food.

The next day I woke up and got ready for work.

I moved out of my apartment and locked it.

Just as I was about to press the lift button, the lift opened and came out the man who has been on my mind since I moved here.

"Tum kal ghar nhi aaye the?"

(You didn't come back home yesterday?)

He gave me a look and started going towards his door.

I ran and stood in front of his door blocking his way. He gave me an irritated look.

I should have been happy seeing his irritation but I was not. Because he looked so tired.

"What is your problem?"

He asked tiredly.

"You! You are my problem. Jabse yaha aayi hu sirf tumhare baare mai hi soche jaa rhi hu. Ki tumhe kaise irritate kru, kya karu jo tum wo extreme wale reactions do. All day the only thing on mind is you."

(Since the time I came here I am thinking about you. What to do to irriate you, or get a reaction from you.)

I whisper yelled and then covered my mouth with my hand in horror. Ye mai kya bol gyi? I need to install a filter on my mouth and a brain in my head. Kahi bhi kuch bhi bol jaati hu.

But the next thing that happened shocked me to the core.

He smiled! Like an actual literal curve of his lips. He freaking smiled.

But then. Thump! He fell on me.

I was now trapped between him and the door.

"Rak-Rakshit? Hello? Are you alive?"

I asked poking him slightly. I held his arms to straighten him but was shocked because he was burning in fever.

Oh God! Shit! I somehow supported him till my apartment and took him inside.

I made him lay on the bed and took out my medicine kit.

I put the thermometer in his mouth and saw it after two minutes.

103°! I quickly took a paracetamol.

Getting two biscuits I fed him that. He was behaving like a drunk person but was thankfully not restricting what I was doing.

After giving him the biscuits I gave him the paracetamol and rested his head back on the pillow.
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