The night was getting dark, stars were  brightening , moon was so far up in the sky but light was not reaching to the ground due to the long pine trees. From far the cries of dogs , the chirping of cricket was tearing the silence.

This whole serene environment was disrupted by the sound of desperate footsteps running for safety followed by the desperate footsteps of someone following.

A branch of tree cracked as someone hold it for support .

She hold her baby bump “Mamma is here baby !!!! You are safe. Mamma will protect you.” She said as she ran for her and her baby’s life.

“Shreya………..” She heard Him shouting at a far distance and her heart caught up.

She ran as the blood flowed from her thighs to her legs leaving trail of her. She put on hand over her 5 month baby bump and ran tearing the dark forest as the thorns were peering her feet.

Her dupatta stucked in a tree branch and she looked back only to find those particular voices reaching closer to her. She left her red dupatta and ran in the opposite direction.

Her sleeves of blouse were torn, her Mangalsutra was barely hanging on her neck at the verge of dropping, her lehenga was all dirty in mud, her slippers already left behind somewhere during the chasing.

She took some deep breath as her throat went dry and blood flowed from her arm with the scratching.

As she ran fast , the dense forest left behind and little moonlight fell upon her face.

The hair locks were falling over her face. She turned back as her hair lock were moved and Nath adoring her face filled with bruises revealed. A little blood was trailing from her lips, slap marks on her cheeks , eyes swollen black and blue with tears flowing from them and blood seeping from forehead.

“bhagwan ji please” She requested to God as she ran.

Her breath shallowed and she started coughing , her hands hold the support of her knees and water mixed with the food gush out  of her mouth. She vomited and hold the tree beside her. She felt her guts coming out with the vomit. Her saliva mixed with the tears , blood and sweat.

She felt her consciousness slipping away and fell on the ground on her knees “Please bhagwan Ji!! For the sake of this unborn soul.” She cried with teras blurring her eyes.

“There she is.” She heard and looked back.

Her tormenter standing there at some distance with eyes red in anger, in black kurta, a pistol in his hand and around 10 bulky men standing behind him.

Her eyes went wide and she stood up with shivering leg. She looked at him and then at her bump. He walked towards her in slow step.

She turned , clutching her lehenga in her fist, holding it up till her knees and she ran.

“Shreya stop right there or I’ll shoot you.” He shouted , running after her.

She ran ignoring his words “No! No! He won’t shoot you.” She thought and ran with all her might “you are carrying his baby, He will never hurt his baby.” Thoughts like that ran through her mind.

She ran without looking back.

“Fucking bitch , stop right there. I might forgive you if you stop right now or else I’ll fucking sell you at brothel.” He shouted running after her.

His words made her run faster. She removed all the branches falling upon her as she ran with all her might while the branches were stucking in her clothes making it tear but nothing stopped her.

“Doll……… STOP or I’ll shoot.” He said but she didn’t stop.

Suddenly, a gun sound echoed in the air making her ehart stop. She looked back while running only to see him pointing the gun up in the air but the next moment he stood there pointing at her.

BANG!!!!!

Another gun shot heard and a bullet teared through her arms making blood gush out. She looked down at her arm and then at HIM standing there with a sinister look passing through his eyes.

She turned and looked at front to see a highway. Hoping it to be her last escape, she ignored the pain seeping through her arm and ran while those men ran after her.

She cried while running asking God to save her and her unborn baby. Her whole body was shivering with fear.

She reached the highway and ran on the road to find someone to help her. Another bile was raising form her gut but she had to run and she ran.

She looked behind but there was no one.

And only then she heard rustling beside her from the forest, she looked and found them running beside her. Only some more minutes and they would catch upon her.

When she thought that she lost, she saw a light coming far from a distance.

It gave her a hope and she put all her strength into running.

She looked at her side and screamed “I wish for the worst death to you. A death which would send shivers to anyone who will listen to you.” She said with venom dripping her tone and rage from her eyes mixed with tears “I hate you.” She said spitting at his side and ran fast as she saw the light coming close while the Mangalsutra fell from her neck to the road indicating her getting free from his clutches.

She stood in front of the road as light came close to her. She saw 5 cars racing and she ran towards it in middle of road, with torn clothes, bruised body, open hairs, blood sipping down her legs, crying for help.

The cars stopped, many men claded in black with guns around their shoulder came out. A man came close to her and she smiled with a hope of getting saved.

As the man came close to her, she forwarded her hand covered with blood “Save me.” She said before loosing her consciousness.

While the man on the other side who was chasing her , stood still at his place hiding from those people.

“FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! Out of the whole world,, why it has to be the King? “ He said kicking the tree.

He looked back as the King of Malwa took her in his arms “I’ll get you back, doll. Not the king, not the prime minister, No one can save you from me.” He said with a sinister smirk.

While on the other side of the city, three siblings were fighting for the black card they got from their elder brother to not disturb him and his wife today.

“I want that ipad.” Shivansh said sulking.

“Last time also you got the expensive thing from this black card but not this time. I want my prada bag and Chanel perfume this time, no matter what.” Revati said trying to push Shiv out of the chair.

While the elder among them stood up from his seat “Guys! Guys! Listen to me, it’s not the right thing. “ He said and both the siblings ignored him and again started bickering.

“Enough!!” He shouted

“Bro ! What happened ? Why are you so cranky since the past hour.” Shiv asked.

The elder one thought about his question and didn’t know the answer. The only thing he knew is that he was having anxiety for this past few hours.

“Its…..” Before he could say something, his phone rang.

He shushed his younger ones “It’s bhai.” And silence followed as the younger ones put the phone on speaker.

“Abhi , city hospital now.” They heard the anxious voice of the eldest one.

“What? Is bhabhi okay?” All three of them said together.

“ABHI” The eldest one, Aashrit Singh Yaduvanshi sohouted on phone “I said City Hospital Now.”

“Bhai” Abhi’s voice stuttered “What Happened?” His heart raced knowing it’s something worse.

And they heard heavy breathing from other side “Shreya is with me.” He said.

On hearing the name ‘Shreya’ , the phone dropped from Abhi’s hand and a drop of tear fell from his eyes.

Shiv tried to call Aashrit, only to see Abhi running outside without any slippers on.

Revati and Shiv ran after him shouting for him but he didn’t hear to anyone.