Chapter 54 - Subjected to another trial of my misfortune. (1/2)

|Innaya|

I am not sure how many people liked the idea of being chased by their demons but I surely didn't. Something along the lines that- dealing with your demons face on makes you a stronger person. I truly hated this principal. Facing your innermost fears in such a way was nothing but sheer torture and in no way, I was willing to inflict such torture on myself.

'Life is unfair though, when had it asked for our choices? Take a live example of a figure rushing towards me for that matter. Have I asked for this?' The answer was a simple no, but yet here I was, ready to be subjected to another trial of my misfortune.

'No, please. Don't.' I desperately pleaded inside my mind.

I wanted to close my eyes, in hope of pretending that it was nothing but a nightmare and when I opened my eyes, it would be over. I wanted to focus on my breathing so that I didn't lose myself into the darkness. I wanted to run further and further away from him. I wanted to do so many things for my own sanity but I couldn't even make a single movement.

My feet were frozen and so did my whole body. My eyelashes didn't flutter; they stayed wide open, staring in horror at the front. At that time my mind had long ago stopped processing. My eyes couldn't see what was in front anymore. There was some blurry kind of barrier blocking my vision.

The pounding in my head increased as that figure closed nearer and nearer to me. The distance between us wasn't large, to begin with, so it all happened within a couple of seconds only. There were a couple of shouts around me but I couldn't make out what they were saying.

Just as I thought he was going to strike me or worse… a large shadow fell on me, completely separating me from the incoming danger. The broad shoulders in front of me were like a big mountain- firm, unyielding and unmoving, protecting the lives of many under its protection.

”Take him out of here,” someone yelled.

”Sahil, leave.”

”What happened to her?”

”What's wrong?”

”Arjun, what's going on?”

”Why she looks like she has seen a ghost?”

”Innaya?”

The voices got louder and louder but somehow they weren't reaching to me. I couldn't make out anything clearly and I couldn't see anything either.

I struggled to breathe as fear overpowered my senses. Through the haze crowding my mind, suddenly hands were holding me. Something was being said and I knew it was being spoken to me but I couldn't understand.

Just I thought I would collapse, the feeling of smooth, soft cloth pressing against the skin of my palms broke through my raised walls. I lowered my head as my fingers automatically wrapped tightly on my wrist.

I blinked my eyes to get rid of that blurriness obstructing my view. Then only I realized that I was crying and it was tears that blinded my vision earlier. Once my eyes found their focus, my mind started calming down.