Haitham pov:A thousand words couldn't bring you back...
I know this because I tried,
neither could a thousand tears...
I know this because I cried,
you left behind a broken heart and happy memories too...
but I never wanted memories..
I only wanted you.
I'm sorry. I constantly want to talk to you. I'm sorry when you take long to reply, I get sad. I'm sorry if I say things that might piss you off. I'm sorry if I come off as annoying. I'm sorry if you don't wanna talk to me as much as I wanna talk to you. I'm sorry if I tell you about my pointless drama when you don't really care. I'm sorry if I come off as being clingy, but it's just me missing you.
I can't sleep; everything I ever knew is a lie without you. I can't breathe when my heart is broke in two, there's no beat without you. You are not gone, but you are not here. At least that's the way it seems.
Missing you isn't the hardest part.
Knowing that I once had you is.
I miss you a little, I guess you could say, a little too much, a little too often, and a little more each day. My heart never knew loneliness until you went away. I'm missing you.
It's clear that you don't feel the same way for me... The problem is that as much as I can't force you to love me, I can't force myself to stop loving you. Sanam this beast needs you. In the basement I am surrounded by blood. Yes blood. I Have killed many people. But still the anger is still they.
I need her back. I want that guy who helped her running from here. Once I get him it will be they end of his life. Two f***** weeks now and I cnt find sanam. I have not slept once in this two weeks.
I will only have peace once I have sanam in my arms. Love you have runned enough from me. Once I get you sanam trust me you will not run away from me. I had enough.
Torturing people right now is giving me peace. Hearing they scream is giving me peace. This man helped my girl to run.
Neil: dude speak up before haitham comes in and trust me you don't wana meet the beast now. If he starts asking you that will be the last time you will. Talk.
That's it this is the last stroke.
Haitham: neil move. Time to get answers.
Neil: you had a death wish.
Haitham: where is mayank
Man: I I I I don't know.
Haitham: neil my knife.
Neil gave me my knife. The sharp edges makes me smile. The man starts to shiver.
Neil: told you to speak up but you did not.
Haitham: hold him tight and bring his hands infront.
First I chopped his fingers. The blood splashed on my face. This is the start. Sanam wait till I get you.