horrible past

Armaan and Neha were all ready for their new life. A new life that Neha despised. A life she had no control over.

Packed bags were ready inside the car.

Armaan and Neha touched their parents' feet for blessings.

"Take care beta…" Mrs. Oberoi touched Neha's head and hugged her.

"We'll miss you" Armaan waved at them as he sat in the backseat of the car with Neha.

"Sure he'll" Neha looked at Armaan as he lied and faked emotions.

"Call us if you both need anything. Okay?" Mr. Oberoi said, as the car moved from the porch.

Looking back at the mansion, Neha realized, she was getting free from a cage, only to get into another, but this time, it was much more dangerous.

She turned to look at Armaan's eyes on her.

"Are you excited?" He asked.

"For what? Excited for the all the torture you are going to get me through? Oh, hell yes I'm" She gave him a cold reply.

"Oh wow. I didn't know you could speak to me like that" Armaan's face darkened.

He paused for a bit "Did you say torture?" he laughed "You are going to have so much fun Neha. You're going to thank me" He declared.

Neha shot an angry glare at him.

"Who do you think you are, to look at me like that" He hissed at her, anger in his voice. "You are my slave and I'm going to make you do whatever the fuck I want" He said.

He was stating the facts that she already knew.

It was not a surprise for her. But every time he said that, she looked at him in disbelief, as if she expected him to say something else; words of kindness and love.

She deserved it, the love and kindness. She's has been through a lot, even though Mr. and Mrs. Oberoi took good care of her, she always felt alone, until she became friends with Vivek.

The people who deserve love and happiness are the ones who have to struggle a lot for it. Universe works that way. But when they get the love and happiness, universe floods them with it.

But for Neha, the doors for the "Flood" to come, were closed and the doors to deeper pit to misery were opened.

People were flooding the airport like swarm of bees.

The couple got out of the car and arranged their bags in a trolley and entered the crowded airport.

"Armaan!" Someone called out.

It was hard to recognize who called him out, in midst of herd of people.

"Hey! Over here" Someone was coming over to them, waving.

As the person came closer, Armaan immediately knew "Hey!" They hugged.

"I've seen him somewhere" Neha couldn't remember.

Suddenly, in a flash Neha could recall.

"It's him…" Sanjay, the person who used to scare her, maybe even more than Armaan.

"He looks so different now…" Neha scanned him from head to toe without him noticing Neha.

As she was noticing him, with a bolt, Sanjay's small black eyes fell on her. His gaze gave her chills, bad kind of chills. The negative vibes that his gaze emitted, sent her mind to bad memories. One of the moments of her life which she despised, hated with all her heart and soul.

He was just like Armaan, an animal. She still remembers the time when she heard them talk about her, when she walked past Armaan's room.

She remembers each and every word of their conversation.

"Dude she's so hot, that Neha. It's hard for me to resist." Armaan said, intoxicated by Neha and the alcohol he was drinking that day.

"Have you seen her figure, uff…Perfect. She is beautiful since childhood, like, she never needed to have a glow up, she is already so pretty, smoking hot." Armaan announced walking up and down his room.

"Yes she is…" An unknown voice said, equally intoxicated as Armaan. It was Sanjay; Armaan's business partner and his best friend.

"Sanjay…" Armaan paused "I want her so bad. I want to be inside of her so freaking bad. I hate her so much that I want to torture her, make her scream cry. Only thought of it turns me on. I want to pound her senseless. Hurt her in every way I can" Armaan took a deep breath.

Neha was listening all of this, standing outside their door in the middle of the night, when she got up to get some water.

Listening to all that gave her goosebumps.

Sanjay laughed "Wild imaginations"

Both of them laughed together.

"Or maybe, you can torture her in better ways." Sanjay's voice filled with darkness.

"How? Ideas are accepted and maybe implemented if good enough" Armaan grinned.

"You'll love it" Sanjay took a sip of his drink "We could do it together…". He has always had an eye on Neha. There were times when he caught her alone and tried to touch her in bad ways, but she always rescued herself. He was perverted, just like Armaan, but worse.

He had this burning desire for Neha, that he never told anyone. But now, he finally had a chance to let it out.

"What?" Armaan couldn't understand.

"Yes, we both can do her together. Imagine…" He closed his eyes "Me in the bottom, you on top, then we'll switch positions. We'll do it together, till whenever we want. We could bite her, lick her, eat her up. Double pain, double torture. Like you said, 'We'll' pound her senseless…" He sounded really turned on.

Listening to all that, Neha was scared. She didn't know what to do. She just stood their shaking.

There was a long pause in their conversation.

Armaan got up from his seat, "That…umm" he paused "wow…" Armaan pour another drink for himself. "I don't think I want to do that" he said

Neha was surprised, she thought Armaan would agree.

"Why? Are you scared? We could do it now…nobody's going to know, we couldn't quieten her" Sanjay said.

Neha stiffened, she imagined herself between two men. The mere thought of it gave her chills.

Armaan laughed, "Bro, Stop kidding. The joke is going very far…" He said

"I'm not joking Armaan…" Sanjay spoke, dead seriousness in his voice.

Silence filled the room for few minutes.

Neha's heartbeat got faster.

Armaan poured another drink and gave it to Sanjay "There you go bro, let's not take this joke any further…" Armaan commanded, but lightheartedly.

Neha was safe, she let out a sigh and tip toed back to her room, closed it shut.

Armaan was so drunk, that he fell asleep on sofa.

Equally drunk Sanjay wasn't sleep, so were his imaginatons.

They were running wild in the thoughts of Neha.

He slowly walked out of Armaan's room closing it from behind.