Capítulo 11: Chapter 11

Srusti's POV

I woke up and saw that I was in a different room, it was a very well kept room. Where was I ??

I looked around and saw that I was in bed with a man.

A man ??? Oh my God !!!!

Who was he ?? Why were we in the same bed? I looked at myself my clothes were different. Looked like a man's clothes.

Oh god !! What happened??? I hope it's not...

I was scared and was about to cry anytime very soon.

The man was holding me in his arms, I pushed him very hard. He loosened his arm.

Oh, God !! He was the most handsome man I had ever seen. Tall, fair, very handsome. But why and how were we in the same bed??

" Who are you??" I asked getting out of the bed. But winced badly. Something was wrong with my foot, I was in pain. I was about to fall when he caught me.

" Leave me... who are you?? What am I doing here ?? " I pushed him with all my might.

He told me that his name was Mohit. I had an accident with his car.

" Oh... Ok.. .but what are you doing here in bed with me?? " I was about to cry any moment now.

" Oh...hold on... It's not what it looks like. " He said with a shocked expression on his face.

" Then why were you and I in the same bed?? " I asked him.

" You were really scared last night, I think you had a nightmare. You were crying like a child and when I tried to calm you down, you held me very tight like a child. So I could not leave. "

" My clothes??? Who changed my clothes?? I don't remember changing them??? " I asked as I was still doubtful.

He told me that one of the ladies who work for him did that. He assured me that nothing happened between us. Somehow I trusted him.

He asked me why was I running like that in that heavy rain. But I didn't tell him. He asked me about my family as he said he wanted to inform them as they would be worried for me.

I wanted to cry at that. Family?? I denied that and he went to get ready for his work.

I had no family now. Nobody was looking for me. My parents died last year in a car accident. Since then I was living with my sister and her husband. I didn't want to inform them as I was disgusted with the thought of going back there.

I had come to live with my sister and her husband when our parents died. My sister Preeti was 5 years older than me. She got married 4 years ago and was living in Delhi with her husband and a little boy who was almost 3 years old.

Everything was normal in the beginning but later on, things started to change.

My sister got pregnant again and her pregnancy was a bit difficult. She was stressed out and also had some other health issues. My sister's husband Gagan started behaving weirdly. He started to stare at me a lot and used to come very close to me while I was working in the kitchen or tried to caress my hand or arm.

I felt that it was not a casual accidental touch but a deliberate sexual touch.

I started avoiding him but he kept doing things like that. My sister adored him like anything and would not have believed it if I had told her anything. So I kept avoiding him.

My sister was head over heels in love with him. She was so beautiful and delicate that any man could go crazy about her just by looking at her just once and she was crazy about him.

Our parents were a bit reluctant about this marriage as he was not very well settled. But Preeti was hell-bent to get married to him. So my parents gave in.

After our parents died, we both inherited a fortune. My sister gave her share to her husband for him to invest in his business. I tried to tell her not to do that but she didn't even listen to me.

One day, my sister was taking a nap, when he came to my room and said that he had started to develop some feelings for me. I was shocked at his declaration.

How could he say that?? He said that he knows that I had mutual feelings for him.

What nonsense?? On the contrary, I loathed the man and found him vain and shallow. I was thoroughly irritated with him. I told him that I didn't feel any such thing for him. But he smiled at me and said that he knew better.

What did he mean by that?? I didn't understand at that time. Later that day, I tried to tell my sister about it but she was already stressed that Gagan was not paying full attention to her and there must be some other women he was getting interested in.

She started crying, must have been her pregnancy hormones but she was behaving strangely so I thought that it would be of no use.

Gradually, Gagan started making it obvious to me that he wanted me. But I told him that I didn't want him, he was just my sister's husband to me.

Last week I was in the kitchen and he came to get something and he pulled me in his arms. I was so shocked at the unexpected thing but I immediately pushed him hard but he was too strong for me.

My sister saw me struggling in his arms but when she asked what was going on, he said that I was trying to entice him. She was so blindly in awe with him that she immediately leapt to the conclusion that I did that.

How could she think that about me? I was her own blood for god's sake.

I tried my level best to make it clear to her but she said that I must not try to pull that stunt again.

She asked me to promise her that I would never look at her husband again. I was shocked at her behaviour and for the whole week afterwards, there has been an awkwardness between us.

I didn't want her to take so much stress. She had collapsed after my parents' death. Her heart was weak.

But last night I literally had it. My sister was a bit under the weather so she ate her dinner at around 8 PM and went to sleep.

I was also planning to complete my work in the kitchen and go back to the safety of my room but before I could do that he caged me between the kitchen slab and himself. He placed his arms on the slab to stop me from escaping.

I was so scared but I tried to keep my cool and told him to step back. He gave me a lustful look and laughed.

" Do you think you can stop me? "

" Step back or I will call Preeti. "

" As if she is going to listen to you... "

" She will this time. "

" Try your luck. Let's see who wins this match. " He said and bent towards me. It was the last straw. Enough was enough !!

I panicked and saw a knife on the slab. I grabbed it and held it between us.

" Leave me alone or I would kill you. " I said glaring at him.

But he smirked and shrugged as if he was sure that I would not be able to stop him.

He bent further and his filthy lips were about to touch my skin. I was angry beyond my limit and I attacked him with the knife.

He got a deep gash on his forearm. He was flabbergasted at that and he stepped back in shock and pressed the gash with his other hand. I ran out of the kitchen and stopped only after I shut the door of my room.

I threw a few clothes, my personal belongings, my important documents and all the money I had in a bag and stayed in my room till I was sure that he had gone to his room.

It was about 10:30 PM, I peeped out and felt that no one was awake so I came out of the room, placed a letter on the dining table, Saying goodbye to her as I didn't want to be a burden on them and thanking her for sheltering me for so many days. I also told her to take care of herself and that I would call her soon once I settle down in my life.

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