BEZUBA, PROLOGUE

~PROLOGUE~

Raji- Geet umm... tum ab yahan se akele jao

Geet- par di mujhe raasta nai pata... she said worriedly.

Raji- yahan se sidha raasta hai

Sandeep (Raji's BF)- Tumhari behan kitni darpok hai...

Geet looked down shyly while Raji was ashamed, she looked at Geet sternly.

Raji- Mai thodi der me ghar aa jaogi. Ab tum jao. Agar maa kuch puche toh koi bahana bana dena..

Geet saw Raji walking away with Sandeep n appreciated her guts for having a boy friend n meeting him even after being born in a family as strict as theirs.

She looked around scared. Evening sun was almost down n the farm from where they were walking home had some not-so-pleasant stories associated to it. Geet baki bacche tujhe pagal bana rahe honge. She told herself, after all she was new to the place n possibly others were making a fool of her.Bhoot-woot jaisi koi chez nai hoti, haina babaji?

When Raji told her that she would show her around the pond, Geet had been ecstatic but now she was doubtful that Raji's reason for bringing her along wasn't for Geet's benefit. They were not on very good terms. While she loved everyone with her whole heart other girls rarely did friendship with her in this place. They always looked down on her n treated her badly because she was extraordinarily beautiful n Raji always stopped them from being her friend even if someone wanted. With her long, glossy dark hairs n milky-white skin she was breathtaking. Her almond-shape, hazel eyes were big n expressive, uske dil ka aaina. Her curves were still forming but were ample n so looked older then her age with her well-rounded assets which could spark lust inside a saint. Also Geet's father n Raji's were brothers for name sake only. They didn't actually like each other.

It was getting darker n she started to walk faster. She felt as if something-someone-was following her. Tera wahem hai Geet. She didn't dare look back n started chanting babaji's name, her heart almost in her mouth. When she felt the thing too close she called all her courage n started to turn around but before that a hand closed over her mouth and then waist. The grip was too tight and she was dragged into the woods. The man snatched her dubatta n threw it away. All the while her mouth was closed. She dug her nails into his hands as he nearly picked her up n took her into the barn behind.

He threw her like a rag doll onto the ground n she winched, tears stinging her eyes. Kaun ho...tum? She was completely shaken n her voice was shrilly. It was dark there n she didn't see his face. He came on top of her, his big, heavy body covering her tiny one. Bachao.. Her scream was muffled as he angrily slapped his hand over her mouth. Koi nai aayega. She bit into it n he pressed even harder cutting her oxygen supply to minimum. With her hands she attempted to push him off of her but he pinned them above her head. He held the collar of her kurti but she twisted in defiance resulting in the tearing of the cloth.

Furiously the man pressed his hand over her tummy n pushed her top up. He cupped her ripening mounds n lowered his face over hers to growl. He reeked of alcohol n yet seemed perfectly sober. Tears spilled out of her eyes n she could only try to struggle, scream n get free. The member between his legs probed her n she would have cried in agony if she could. He raised his pelvis n unbuttoned his pants, opening the zipper. She bit into his hand again with all her might n he shifted his hand to ruthlessly press almost through her skin on her face.

A tone penetrated the stinging dead of lone barn n the man took out his cell phone from pocket throwing it aside. Tell your brother that's what happens for ruining a girl's life. You get it back. Now he would know how it feels. Parting her legs n pulling the salwer down, he lowered himself on her. She tried to scream out her helplessness but the hand on her mouth was big n mighty n there was no air in her lungs.

Geet could hear her heart beating soundly in her ears. The phone must have gone off when he tossed it out of the way. Last thing she heard before losing her mind n floating into that thin space between consciousness n oblivion was the voice of some stranger in the phone calling a name again n again. Maan.

Next second her eyes closed completely n the muffled screams seized. He removed his hands from over her mouth. She was better like this, he thought, bezuba...

Her eyes opened at the break of dawn, she was lying discarded. Standing up on trembling legs Geet walked out of the barn. Her clothes were torn n she didn't even take her dubatta from outside. Her mind was numb. Moreover, did she have anything to hide anymore? Before reaching the main road she lost consciousness again. Next she woke up to angry shouts n crying. As she sat up a violent slap met her cheek. Pure khandaan ka naam mitti me mila dia.She looked all around at everyone cursing her with their harsh gazes. Raji was there too, no sympathy in her eyes just scorn. Her dried eyes were unable to tear up n throat didn't had another scream to spare. She was tainted for life.

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