Ch-4 Locked in the room

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Hiya slapped Ananya hard on her cheek.

"Do you think you can get away by making him take the fall huh?"

Ananya's cheek turned red but there was no emotion on her face, she didn't flinch, nor did she cry. She just stood there.

She looked up at Hiya

"No...I did it...I am accepting it"

Aarav's eyes widened

"What are you spouting?! tum pagal ho kya!?"

(are you crazy!?)

Ananya didn't look at Aarav and continued to stare at Hiya.

"I am ready to accept whatever punishment you give me Mrs.Hiya"

Hiya got even more mad.

"How many times do I have to tell you it's Mrs.Rathore, to get it in your mind you moron!?"

"Didi ,you must make the decision for me! This motherless girl is so scheming even at this age!" Tushar clearly added fuel to the fire

As Hiya was about to drag Ananya I to the house, she was stopped by Tushar.

"What about this boy? He is an Alibi and even tried to take blame for her. How does this poor boy even enter our mansion? If this continues Rathore's mansion will become a joke and everyone would think any hillbilly can enter our mansion! Didi ,you should get a hold of this!"

Hiya looked at Aarav.But he didn't look like he was anywhere near to back down.

"Are you people deaf or what!? Or you guys just lack brain power to process such a simple thing! I did all of this! This has nothing to do with her! And you!"

Aarav pointed at Tushar

"You talked about the Rathore mansion becoming a joke ? But isn't it already a joke when a red tomato breaks inside dressed in expensive clothes with zero fashion sense?"

Tushar's jaw widened.

"you ignorant fellow! What do YOU know about fashion huh!? Do you even know how much my whole outfit cost?"

He crossed his arms and gave Aarav a sardonic smirk.

"I bet you didn't even see that much money in your entire life! You-"

He was suddenly cut off by Hiya.

"Oh Tushar...why bother, arguing with a kid?"

Hiya left Ananya's hand and slowly went towards Aarav.

"You are standing in turf and even had the audacity to pull pranks on my brother. I wonder where you got the courage from....

you can't even imagine what I can do to you."

Hiya slowly spoke viciously, as her face turned ominous.

Ananya knew this well...too well. The hidden desire to wreak havoc behind the frigid semblance...the cold eyes and smirk.

Ananya took a deep breath and slowly stepped forward and stopped only when she was near Hiya and Aarav.

"Yes! He did it! I didn't do anything! I didn't even know about his plan" Ananya blurted out all in once

"He should be the one to be punished Mrs.Rathore. I didn't do anything"

Aarav looked at Ananya, confused for a moment, but soon he came back to his senses

"Now you believe me right? She has nothing to do with it"

Hiya chuckled

"You really think I am a fool... don't you?"

She grabbed Ananya's cheek harshly.

"You are so young but have already learned how to get off the hook by slandering others huh?...."

She called a servant and made Ananya dragged inside the mansion by her.

Hiya looked at Aarav

"You are such a fool... trying to take the fall for her, and here she was ready to throw you in the pit. Do you really think you can gain something by getting on her good side?

dobara meri Ghar me tum nhi dikhna chahiya, mind it"(you shouldn't be seen at my house the second time)

She wasn't stating, she was warning , that left no room for any argument. Aarav looked at her eyes , which was as dark as void which can drown anyone. Standing there , Aarav , for the first time, felt scared just by looking at someone's eyes.

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Ananya was lying on the cold floor of the living room, scars all over her, her yellow skirt smeared with blood.

"Look what you have brought upon yourself! Tsk tsk!" Tushar said while shaking his head.

He went towards Ananya and pulled her from the floor.

"oh no! The eldest daughter of Rathore is lying on the cold floor of the living room? What a shame!"

Ananya slapped his hand away.

"You deserve it!"

Tushar let go of her hand making her fall on the hard floor.

Ananya winced in pain.

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Ananya's POV

I was sitting on the floor in my room. I could see nothing but the dark ,could hear nothing but the tick of the clock.

I could feel my scars sting but I could do nothing.

I slowly crawled while guiding my way with my hand and got hold of a candle and a matchstick.

I lit it up and tried to search for my mother's picture in the drawer.

I started wandering in the room aimlessly until I saw the picture lying in the trash can.

I quickly picked it up and removed the dust lingering on it and clutched it to my chest.

It was the only thing which gave me solace and it made me feel that I was in my maa's embrace, the haven that I precariously long for.

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A chilling wind blew across her as the candle started to flicker.

No matter how much Ananya tried to stay strong but the dreadful memories darted to her eyes.

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Back then when Ananya went to see Shivangi, her mother , at the hospital , she found Hiya messing with the nasal cannula of Shivangi. Driven by rage Ananya pushed Hiya to the floor .

Later Hiya locked Ananya in a room full of mentally challenged patients.

Being a kid , Ananya inevitably was agitated and terrified. She was beaten up and was dragged from here and there . Some even pulled her clothes and hair.

Then there was light out and Ananya could feel several palms digging into her skin.

This experience has left a deep blemish in her heart which still hunts her today.

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The horrible memories were totally consuming her as she sat in the room patrified .

Cold perspiration were forming up in her face as she felt her throat getting heavier.

Her body started to tremble, her hands turned cold.

Ananya mustard the strength to get up and run towards the door. Just as she ran the candle fell on the curtain and it caught fire instantly.

She ran towards the fire to pick up her mother's picture...

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