When Life Is Darker Than Black

" don't you remember? when we used to play you would always stick close to me and would get jealous if other girls tried to talk to me." pulling her close to him he said as he slightly pulled down her t shirt from her shoulder area revealing her fair collarbone perfectly.

Prachi sobbed lightly, but feared if he heard her crying maybe he can beat her more, but it was too late he already heard her sobbing and his gentle look from before turned into anger.

smirking wide he slapped her back hard making her jerk forward only to be pulled back by him, she hissed in pain but it was not enough for him to get satisfied.

slowly her plain white t-shirt started to had red colour as her blood flowed out, biting her lips she tried to control her cries but her stupid tears won't stop at all, leaving her in all pain.

slowly rubbing his nose on her collarbone he sniffed her body fragrance, " you are still same, you like using vanilla soap, don't you? you are just like vanilla making me to suck you up!" his every word scared her, this person was nowhere near that gentle and friendly Yash whom she used to spend her time with.

he is more like a monster and what he did to her yesterday, she totally believed Yash lost his sanity. yesterday as usual he r.a.p.ed her but she tried to protest and he cruelly beated her with thick stick on her back.

her fair back now had many marks, these wounds will forever haunt her. he even left her necked on bed in pool of blood after getting satisfied.

she never saw such cruel person in her life and now when he slapped her hard on her already wounded back her making blood started to flow out.

"do you remember we used to be husband and wife in play when we used to play home making game, do you remember you always used to hug me, and would always play role of my wife. I knew from start you crave for me, and now YOU DARED TO MARRY SOMEONE OTHER!! "

he yelled in his last words making her shrunk in fear, she was scared of him, she was scared of his ways to torture her, as such she would chose to die than to be with him.

"haha haha hahahahahah HAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAH" he laughed as tightened his grip on her waist, her already paining back pained more, she felt her skin ripped open but other than crying she was unaware of what to do.

if only she got chance she would never ever meet him, if only she had some powers to go back to past, she cried thinking how stupid she is! what supernatural? what past? reality is more cruel than you can imagine.

" are you happy, now? finally you are my wife in reality Prachi. see I fulfilled your d.e.s.i.r.e. so let's have my d.e.s.i.r.e fulfill, don't you think so?"

his hand was already under her shirt as moving up he grabbed her b.r.e.a.s.t and pressed it, his l.u.s.tful eyes imagined her necked body, his growing manhood touched her a.s.s.

Prachi was only in white t-shirt, Yash didn't liked her wearing too many clothes. she tried to move down but was stopped by forced as he leaned into her ears and said,

" don't cry, it encourages me to make you cry more" his evil smirk and cold threatening voice sent chill down her spine.