Meera’s POV
After that jerk left the room I dashed in the bathroom for a long warm shower. I totally lost the track of time as I was taking the shower. After that I walked out of the bathroom only to find the room empty. The silence was deafening, I understand there is no one in the room. But, why does the house seem so hauntingly silent?
I changed into another huge maxi and walked out of the room to explore the house. Well, this house was not a mansion yet, it looked pretty decent in the day light. I was passing by the windows when I saw Naaz watering the plants in the backyard.
“hey! Need any help? “,
I asked, while she was holding the pipe.
" oh, Meera! So you’re awake? Did you sleep well last night? “,
She asked smiling at me. I don’t know how to reply to that question, I am just a careless jerk myself who’d sleep like a log anywhere, without bothering about perverted men around. I don’t remember what happened last night God! Just why am I so careless.
“looks like last night went quite rough on you, he must have hardly let you sleep”,
She giggled, I wonder what’s wrong. That’s when it hit me hard. The Hickey! My palm was on the neck trying hard to cover it. How did I forget such an important thing? I don’t like to stand before the mirror, hell I never spare time before mirror. And now I’m paying for it!
“N-no! I.. Uh.. It’s just a bug”,
I tried to reason with her but failed miserably.
“yeah right, that bug must have been really big and might also have a thing for your neck”,
She smiled again. God! Can I not embarrass myself anymore?
" um.. So you are a doctor? “,
I asked trying to divert the topic.
" well, I used to be... But, I take pride in being a tattoo artist now”,
She smiled at me, but her eyes seemed like they held an ocean of sorrow. She seemed like she was holding back some painful memory.
“what is it exactly that Aryan does? “,
I asked her, she seemed to be quite close to him and someone who was well trusted.
" Meera, this is something that you must know from Aryan himself”,
Ah! Why is everyone so difficult? When I ask him he just leaves me with unsolvable riddles and when I ask people close to him they direct me to him.
I was so much exhausted of this, when Naaz gasped looking over my shoulder. I could clearly see her go pale and the horror was also quite evident in her eyes. I followed her gaze only to find a young girl, probably around 13 years of age, falling down with a huge thud. I could see her clothes were dirty and she looked like a zombie.
“quick, Naaz! We’ve got to save her”,
I screamed, yet, she was in daze. I could see her eyes welling up. I carried the girl on my back and walked inside the house. Naaz was searching for stethoscope.
After examining the girl, she finally broke the silence.
“the girl is suffering from malnutrition”,
“and?“,
I asked, I could clearly tell by seeing the scratches and wounds on her body that malnutrition was not the only thing she was suffering from. It looked more like...
“she’s been assaulted. I guess, she has faced a lot worse for her age “,
Naaz said, I could tell by the girl’s condition that something was wrong. I was feeling so sad for the young girl.
" Meera, she’s in a bad condition and the next 24 hours are going to be the most crucial ones for her”,
" I know what her condition is! Just tell me that you will save her! You are a god damn doctor! Do something! “,
Oh Lord! How could she end up like this? My heart was hurting a lot watching this little girl suffer. I know being a journalist I’ve covered all sorts of news which includes much worse incidents but, somehow, this girl was reflecting my childhood self to me. I never want to see any kid so helpless and wounded.
“Meera, get a hold! I am doing what I can, there are a few medicines that I’m running short of. Since there’s no one at home at the moment I want you to get them for me. Do you understand? “,
Naaz was holding me by shoulders as she spoke. I nodded and took the list of medicines she’d prepared.
" Meera, please be careful on the way. Since the girl walked in this condition I don’t think she came from afar. You might find people searching for her but, please don’t make any obvious move.”
I nodded again and covered my head with a scarf. I was walking towards the medical store when I saw a white van, it was quite big. The driver of it was a muscular man wearing black shades. Few men who were also physically well built were not far from the van. The expressions on their faces were quite obvious that they were searching for someone.
I entered the medical store and handed the list to the shopkeeper. As I was waiting for the shopkeeper to give me the medicines, a tall muscular man entered the shop. He was wearing a sleeveless shirt showing off his nerve protruding biceps on his fore arm was a tattoo, a circle with wings. It kind of seemed familiar to me. I don’t remember when did I see it.
I collected the medicines and was in a hurry to leave the store when the ugly biceps guy blocked my way.
“what’s the hurry mi amor? “,
Spanish? Seriously? By the looks of this ugly duck, I seriously doubt he was one. I could tell he was trying to flirt around with me. I was in no mood of this. I was covering my face with scarf so there was no way he could remember my face. I was thinking to knee him in the groin but, before I could, I saw another man calling out for this ugly duckling.
" Viran! I think I saw Aryan coming this way”,
Wait what? Wasn’t it his men that were after us last night? Oh, No! I reassured that my scarf was intact and covering my face.
" you better be serious, I swear I’m going to kill that son of bi*ch! “,
Both the men left the store. I better hurry before I catch anyone’s attention. I was briskly walking away from the medical store only to find 3 huge vans blocking the street that lead to our secret house. I have to find another way, I took a long route and was walking when I heard someone
" Hey! Where’s that woman whose face was covered with a scarf? “,
I could sense trouble, I walked towards a garage and hid behind one of the cars. I could hear my heart beating like crazy. Imagining all the possible outcomes if I got caught.
" I know she must be here somewhere, she couldn’t have gone far”,
I heard one of the men speak. It was not long before I heard a few gun shots. The garage door was open yet, there was no one inside. But, there was a whole chaos outside. I tried to get on my feet when there was a huge explosion guess it was a grenade that exploded. My knees were shaking and my palms were cold.
There was no way I could get out of that garage, so I tried to search for other ways. I found a trap door under the car behind which I was hiding. God! You are great. Without any delay I decided to explore it. I opened the door and found a rustic ladder hanging. I made my way through it and slowly closed the door above my head.
The trap door lead me to a tunnel which was now starting to scare me. There was water logged in the tunnel for God knows how long and I was desperate to get to the house. I found a light. Guess, this is it! I started to move faster I can get out of here or so I thought, until...
There was another explosion at the end of the tunnel. I bowed down as a shriek escaped my mouth. The sounds of gun shots and the bomb explosions made me deaf to the sound of foot steps that were following me all this time. This is the end.
" how could you manage to end up in trouble every time I leave you? “,
I slowly opened my eyes to see the familiar arms around me. If this was not the situation, I’d have slapped him and made a run for life but wait! He is the reason I’m in a situation like this! No matter how much I hate him, this was the first time I felt happy to see him around me. There was another explosion close to the exit of the tunnel where we were sitting. I hugged him tight out of the reflex and closed my eyes.
“There there, you don’t have to fear any more because your husband is here”,
He spoke in my ears. I could have laughed out of sarcasm for his lamest remark but, the situation was not helping.
“hold on to me real tight”,
He said as he covered me under his huge frame. He took out a lighter from his pocket.
" how stupid can these people be? One should never underestimate the power of small sparks “,
With that he lit the lighter and threw it on the ground setting ablaze the cars which were leaking gas. There was a huge explosion. And I was being carried in his arms. The last thing I remember seeing was his smiling face as he carried me in his strong arms.