A man was tied to the chair, dripping in blood from head to toe. His nails seemed to be plucked out, the man was dizzy and nauseous as Bernard had a knife in his hand. He immediately turned around as he was forced to look at who opened the door without his permission. As soon as he saw Veronica standing in the doorway, he closed his eyes momentarily to sweep away the frustration and that deadly look in his eyes. "What are you doing here?" He asked rather casually as he placed the knife on the table and started washing his hands in the nearest sink while not looking at her. "Who is he? Why are you doing this to him?" She shouted as she tried to get closer to the man but another bodyguard stood in her way. Blocking her from getting too close to him. She looked at Bernard in disappointment while she frowned. Bernard wiped his hands with the towel as he walked in her direction and grabbed her hand while he walked out of the room. He took her into another room and shut the door with a
"you must be tired, ask Lara to give you food!" He ignored her question as if she never asked in the first place. "I'm asking did you cry? Why your eyes...." She stepped forward and tried to touch him but he grabbed her hand midway. "Don't act as if you care for me Veronica....." His voice was utterly painful and she could see right through him, how miserable and exhausted he was. "I do care for you!" She declared in a loud voice as her own eyes teared up. "You don't.....you don't. You wouldn't have left me all alone if you cared even a little. You know how much I love you, yet you did" he struggled to control his tears but still they glistened on the brink of his eyes. "I do care for you! Please don't say that" She started crying as she hugged him, hid her face in the crook of his neck, pulling him close to herself. His warm tears dripped in her hair as he didn't know how to respond. He loved her, so much that it was hurting now. He pulled her tighter so she could feel it in h
She knew it was going to be difficult. Even though she had it all planned out. She talked to her student advisor beforehand for the transfer to another university in a different city. She paid the hostel fees online in advance so she don't have to face any difficulties in renting a house which she can't afford. She had to sell her gold locket chain which she used to wore all the time, gifted by her mother. Packing her bags and buying the train ticket from station, all the while her nerves were panicking. She sweated profusely as she held the ticket tightly in her hands and the ticket conductor eyed her suspiciously. She moved away from there as soon as possible and sat on a quite bench where only females were seated. She noted the time on her wrist watch for the tenth time. She was perplexed as she waited eagerly for the train to arrive."Why it had to be late only this day?" She whispered to herself in a constant state of nervousness. She was scared and white as sheet, as she kne
"yes miss?" She asked him with a boring stare. "I'm Veronica, and I'm a new admission at this hostel" she replied, as she avoided looking at her. "Oh! So you're that university girl who got transferred here and needed a place to live" she exclaimed as soon she remembered. "Yeah and I got my fees paid in advance for four months" she reminded her in case she asks her again. "Yeah, yeah I know. This is the list of instructions you're going to strictly follow here. and follow me to the room 36" The woman instructed and held out a paper which was filled with letters in blank ink. Veronica picked her bag and held the paper in her hand, following her behind. "Rule number 1: no men are allowed here so you cannot meet or call someone here!" She spoke as she walked through the corridor at front. Veronica rolled off her eyes as she realized that this woman was clearly trouble. "Rule number 2: breakfast at 07:30, lunch at 01:30 and dinner at 08:00" she was scheduling the food timings as sh
The class was over after an hour and they had a half an hour break before the next class was going to start. She was grabbing her things and stuffing them inside her bag when a girl appeared in front of her. "Hello! I'm Nancy" the girl offered her hand to Veronica. She took it and shook a little. "I'm Veronica" she introduced herself. "Nice to meet you, I guess we're friends from now on" she was more straight forward than Veronica expected. "Sure" Veronica had no reason to decline the friendship, after all she didn't know anyone at this new place. "I'm feeling hungry, can we head out to cafe?" The doctor offered her and she draped her bag over her shoulder to go with her. The girl bought herself and Veronica a coffee which Veronica clearly denied but she said that she was treating her for accepting her friendship. After a while Nancy finally convinced her to take the coffee. "You seem new here" Nancy spoke. "Yeah just got transferred" "Great man! Me too. Hope this place is e
When she came out of the office, she wondered who was the guy who waved her before she bumped into that hard wall. He looked familiar to her memory. Just as she was stepping towards her building for the class, she realized that it was the same guy who was checking her out yesterday. She was alarmed in pure terror. Why was that guy following her everywhere? She asked herself as anxiety started seep inside her veins. No! She has to report him if he appears again. She determined herself and took long breaths to activate her parasympathetic system. She was freaking out already and it always lead to severe panick attacks. But thank god, the inhaling and exhaling worked out and she avoided the panic attack which started to overwhelm her. She took the elevator and reached her class, which already started. She excused the teacher and sat in the last seat, exchanging some eye contacts with Nancy who was eager to ask what happened and why she got late. The class was over after an hour and
She tried to kick him with her legs but they were locked against the shelf with his own. He tried to push his thigh between her legs which made her so helpless and vulnerable. He was kissing her neck while muffling her cries, caging her from all sides. Trying to hit him with her elbow, she was wriggling in his hold, resisting his touch but he was more powerful than she expected. Adding to her misery, the lights went off. After a couple of seconds it made sense to her that the only ray of hope she had that the library incharge may come and notice this harassment, faded. The library incharge already turned off the lights and left the place as she didn't saw anyone in her sight and probably it was above the time. Her guts started to churn as he disgustingly tried to rub her womanhood, sneaking his hand from behind. Her eyes swelled up with tears and she was bursting from inside. To grab her wrists while he molests her, he let go of her mouth, assuming that no one was around to hear he
The very next day she found herself in her bunk bed, counting her options while she was running out of time for university. She couldn't bring herself to leave university because the education for free was worth it. But the man coming along with it who was nowhere ready to leave her alone was scary. "What are you thinking?" Rachel yawned from the neighbour bed. "Nothing" she tried to shake off her thoughts. "Oh I know now, so tell me maybe I'll help ya" she insisted and she realised that maybe she should get advice at least. "What if there's a guy who's constantly bothering you, like claiming you? But you don't feel anything for him. But he's strong and powerful, dominating you and you can't do a thing about it" She was not good at lying so she put everything like this for her to understand her situation. "Tell him straight no! And report him to Police" Rachel beamed. "What if he's dangerous? More like the police cannot do anything." She whispered, afraid that someone will hear