Chosen By The Mafia by Nina Daniel (funny books to read .txt) 📗

Scared

9

Lana’s POV

Chirping of birds was what made me conscious of the world, I was so lifeless that opening my eyes was the hardest I could feel and my body, it was like somebody lacerated my heart and left it for bleeding until it emptied thoroughly. My head was aching so bad, even if I wanted to take a glimpse of my surroundings, my feeble body was too weak to register anyone around me. A little while later, I felt people beside me, I sensed minute activities happening beside me. I also aware of pinning to a fleecy mattress as an expired corpse.

A pinky finger moved and, sudden hustle-bustle started around me, I could hear voices,

What is this? My mind muffled, For an aeon, I was unable to move and stuck. Shocks of soreness transmitted from my nail of thumb to my skull. My forehead formed a line as I arched my eyebrow in agony. Oh Lord, this will kill me

Even if I mistakenly move in my gesture; a line of current ripped me apart in half; leaving me to surrender even before I could start. With low spirit, I gave myself sullen pressure to open my eye sockets. My eyes opened a little, I was squinting with blurry focus while tears shed along with it. First, they burnt due to dehydration but gradually they stabled naturally.

“Our Lady is awake,”

“Please announce them,”

“Malady, are you okay?”

“Thank God, she’s awake,”

I still couldn’t focus well to catch a sight of these voice-holders. These were the statements I heard right after my arousal. “Wa-water” I faintly moved my lips to interact with them. “Water! Pass the water,” a didactic voice repeated my words,

How come I survived that night? I should’ve been in a casket by now. The way he starched my body had no chances of my survival. That monster-like human crushed me under him. My shrieks and cries mattered nothing to him. He deserves something worse than death. He took away my honour, my innocence, my virtue.

He raped me!

What did I do to deserve that night!? 

I won’t forgive him for what he did, he will pay my tears someday!

I know I can’t pluck a single hair of him but still, I can believe in karma. I believe that I’ll be off him soon. But! I need it to be fast. How will I bear seeing him again? I don’t even want to see him anytime sooner or later. Please, somebody, take me away! God! Show me a miracle, free me from this hell. I don’t even remember when I lost my senses and when I got them back… my

“Malady, are you okay!?… Please answer… malady!” a concerned voice registered in my head in midst of my broken thoughts

“Hmm?” I inaudibly hummed, I witnessed a scene of geez after coming in sense; faces over my face. a circular boundary of the professional workforce stood uprightly above me and… and they all seemed to be stunned like they saw a zombie instead of me.

“How long has it been to that day?” I mutely asked, it was so burdensome to remain my eyes open so I settled to shut them. Blood streaming in my veins was glucose deficient. Low sugar-rate caused my hands to shiver even regardless of heavy fluid drips attached with my veins,

“Malady, you blacked out since when some doomed thugs tried to molest you and threw you off the stairs but thank the Mighty! Master saw all of it. He didn’t spare them a split second to remain in their forms. How can they dare to live when they touched his precious half. He saved you malady which he never did earlier.” She toned herself in the way which was dogmatically abusive to me. I wanted to scream at her about her master’s methods of saving me. He lied! It was no other thug than him who put me in this state.

A lone tear left my eye after processing his games. He is so manipulative.

“I-i need ba-bath-room, I n-need t-to g-go,” my mouth trembly mumbled. I wanted to be away from his puppets or I will harm myself for no good,

“Malady, you’re not in a condition to walk,” she sadistically suggested me to stay in my deathbed

A storm which I was holding back was no longer in my control, it exploded inside me with floods of tears, I tried to blink a tear back but they broke free of my eyes. My heart split into equal halves on learning my ill shape he left me in.

“I-i insist,” I beseeched, my puppy eyes and weeping face pleaded them for mercy

Before she could utter an indirect ‘no’ to my appeal, I stirred to get up and tried to straighten my position but to my worst luck, it gave a shock of shooting headache to infinity. My hand landed on my forehead but it didn’t help to lessen ache. I still managed to stand up from bed,

“Someone, remove this pl-ease,” I was deprived of air while asking for help which left me to stutter in the end.

“Ma-lady, we c-can’t” someone among them stammered,

My face formed vexation, I annoyingly eliminated needles from my veins in hurry but immediately regretted. I kept hissing because of the pain. Meanwhile, Everyone around me erupted a gusty blow on my offending action.

I crippled to the bathroom, my lower area was paining so severely, just the way like someone was stabbing me there constantly. A hand placed on my shoulder to show me their fake grief on my state but I didn’t waste a second to shrug, I’m not weak like them.

I tripped twice but finally managed to get there.

With the support of the wall, I reached to meet my sight in the mirror. There I saw an injure-marked body to it’s every inch. I walked backwards till my body hit the wall and crouched down along with it after seeing my tiny frame bruised so severely. and they say it because I fell from stairs. How can’t they see hickeys on my skin? How can they ignore it? I was a mess of hysteria. My shrieks were echoing all over the bathroom, I cried out my soul till hiccups took over my voice.

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