Psychopath's Wife

A man's voice...

"No, She escaped me!" I cried as I settled on the floor of my empty house. She is nowhere to be found in the entire house.

She never does this, she never dares to step out of the house. Her world consisted of just me and our daughter. I am sure, someone has taken her.

I love her and she is mine, she can't go far from me, she needs to understand this. I am going to find her, she should be right in front of my eyes, listening to whatever I say. That's what she has been doing for sixteen years and that's what she should do till the end of her life.

She is my wife, mine. And she will be mine till the end of time. I am going to find her and pull her ass right back here. Mrs Arhaan Awasthi can't leave her husband Arhaan Awasthi. Because being my wife is her identity and I am the reason for her existence.

A woman quietly entered the bus with her daughter and took a seat. She looked scared.

The woman's voice...

Hey,

This is a wife, known by the name of her husband, Arhaan Awasthi. Everyone knows me by Mrs Arhaan Awasthi. But today, after 12 years of our marriage, I have finally managed to escape from my husband's life and house and I am hoping that I will escape from my husband's name as soon as possible.

Well, I am not alone who has escaped, I have my seven-year-old daughter with me. I couldn't leave her alone with my husband even if he loves her the most in this world and can do anything to protect her.

So today, Mrs Arhaan Awasthi has escaped from Arhaan Awasthi's house along with her daughter Arohi Awasthi.

I don't know that why I escaped from him, or why did I escape all of a sudden. All I know that I can't live with him anymore. But to be honest, I am scared as well, I have no idea where will I go or what will I do now. The only thing I know is that I have escaped.

I don't know what you guys will be thinking about my husband, but to be honest he is a good man. He claims to love me the most and he does love Arohi the most in this world. He takes care of all our needs and desires, he is good and he is loved by my parents as well.

In fact, people recognise me by his name, they recognise me as Mrs Arhaan Awasthi, but maybe I couldn't be his.

He always used to tell me that "I am his, only his, and no one can separate me from him, not even me myself."

He loved me way too much, but... I couldn't love him. Maybe I betrayed him while he was loyal to me. Truth to be told, he was completely mine, but I couldn't become his, never.

Arhaan provided me everything, whatever I asked or desired, he provided me with that within an hour, no matter if he was busy or free or stuck up at really important work. He was the best father to Arohi. He took care of her, her happiness and her needs perfectly, he loved her so much. He always treated her like a princess and me, a queen, maybe. Arohi is seven today, and in these 7 years, my beloved daughter didn't cry for anything. She might get angry at me, but she could never get angry at Arhaan. She loved her father way too much, for her, he is a superhero. After all his father loved her equally as well.

You might be thinking that if Arhaan loved us so much, then why did I escaped from him with my daughter? Well, I don't know, and I don't know what and how will I manage without him, how will I take care of Arohi, or do anything. He took care of me, he loved me, he took care of my happiness, but in the end, I couldn't remain loyal to him.

Well, this is Raahi, an infidel wife as claimed by the society, a victim, a survivor and a fighter and this is my story.

RAAHI

PRESENT DAY

I used to be a simple and happy to go girl. I had my fair share of dreams and ambitions and I wanted to accomplish something in my life and make my parents proud.

Well, this wasn't something unusual. This is a dream that every middle-class girl in India dreams of, to study and then get a job so that she can stand on her feet and make her parents proud before she is married off to someone. I dreamt the same.

But then, something happened. Whatever happened was something that a girl can read in some dark romance novels or movies, something which sounds romantic till the time it's a story, on the texts. But when that happens in real life, it turns out to be the worst nightmare of a girl's life.

And seventeen years ago, something happened that turned my entire life upside down.

I still remember that day clearly, the memories, the incidents all of it is crystal clear in my mind. And I don't feel good about it, trust me, after seventeen long year's, those memories continue to haunt me in every way possible.

I was just a simple, small-town girl back then, who had moved to the capital city of Delhi, just for her higher studies. I got admission to one of the best colleges in Delhi that too with my merit. I was so happy, so optimistic about my future, my career and everything else. I thought that after graduating, I will be having a nice job that will pay me enough that I can be independent and act as the support system of my parents so that they can retire without any hassles or worries. And when everything will seem good, I will marry a man, the man of my dreams, who will love me, respect me and care for me. That will be my perfect life, what can a girl like me ask for more?

But that day... it changed everything, from my dreams and my ambitions, my choices and above all, my hope of having a good partner for me. And I don't know, what have I done that I had to bear through these seventeen years of my life?

FLASHBACK

"So Raahi, it's been a month since we shifted here," Mansi, my friend and my roommate spoke.

She is a sweet girl, and I feel kinda lucky to have someone like her as my roommate in this unfamiliar place.

"Yeah, it's been a good month," I replied to her as I tried to figure out what she was thinking.

Although she is a sweetheart, she does like to do some stupid stuff which is a bit risky.

"So why don't we go out somewhere? We just have been going to college, attending our classes and just spending time in this hostel room, I just want to do something else," Mansi spoke in a cute tone.

Her tone was something that made me feel that she is fed up with her daily routine and now wants to do something else for a day.

"Where should we go?" I curiously asked her.

To be honest, I wanted to go out as well, I wanted to go places, explore this city and do everything a girl in her college life dreams to do. I wanted to have fun.

"We should go clubbing," her eyes lit up as she snapped her fingers and exclaimed.

"What?" I was shocked by her sudden desire.

"Yeah," she looked at me with hope and excitement filled eyes.

"A club? Which means a night out, alcohol and getting drunk," I looked at her with a disapproving look.

Well, to be honest, I wanted to go out, and yeah, I actually wanted to see how a club looks like and enjoy partying there. I have seen clubs and bars in movies and it has always fascinated me. To dance carefree, drink as much as I can, who wouldn't like that? I wanted to do that as well.

But on the other side, I was just eighteen and clubbing in this huge unknown city didn't sound really good to me. I was scared to stay the entire night out of my room and bed.

"No, not a night out, we will be back by twelve or one," Mansi exclaimed, trying her best to convince me. "Yeah, trying to return our place, at 1:00 AM, that too drunk, is there any surety that we will be safe? Or is there anyone who will safely drop us here?" I replied to her as I looked away.

To be honest, as much as I wanted to go to the club, I was scared of unforeseen circumstances as well. Who knows what might happen? But Mansi's cute baby face, her puppy look, somehow overtook my fears as she kept on looking at me.

"Please Raahi please, I promise you, nothing bad will happen. Trust me, we will enjoy it a lot," she pleaded like a kid who cried for some kind of toy. Her efforts finally made me give up.

"Okay, we are going to the club," I finally agreed.

"Yaay!" she got so much excited that she hugged me tightly and then rushed towards her wardrobe to pick what she will wear tonight.

It was six in the evening. We were finally ready to proceed towards the club. I looked at Mansi, her ivory coloured dress which reached to her thighs accompanied with heels of the same colour, dark smokey eyes with nude lips and curled hairs, she looked beautiful.

And then, I looked at myself in the mirror, I wore an off-shoulder fit and flare red dress which was of knee-length, black heels, light make up which consisted of eyeliner and a lipstick in a darker shade of red and my long and wavy hairs were left open.

I could say, that I looked...

"Beautiful and sexy."

Mansi completed the sentence I was thinking about and complimented me about how I looked.

We reached the club by 6:45 PM, surprisingly the traffic on the roads was much less than usual and the club wasn't too far from where we lived. So yeah, my fear of two girls roaming alone at 1:00 AM was reduced to some extent.

We entered the club and damn God, the club was filled with people. Loud music was roaring right in our ears as soon as we got in.

I looked around the club to witness the ambience. It was a beautiful yet confusing space. Few of the people settled themselves, on the tables provided at the corners, few were drinking near the bar while a lot of people were shaking their legs to the music. Such an exposure made me uncomfortable for a minute and at that time, I looked at Mansi. And Mansi contradicted me, she looked like she was excited to have a great time here.

"Let's have a drink and then dance," she exclaimed in joy and pulled me towards the bar.

As we reached the bar, the bartender was staring at us. His look made me feel a bit uncomfortable as I wasn't used to guys staring at me.

"Two shots of vodka," Mansi ordered him. I looked at Mansi as she ordered for me and then turned towards the bartender.

"One vodka for her, and I will have a soft drink," I politely placed my order to the bartender.

"Girl, learn to enjoy, we are here to drink and dance," she looked at me.

"Yeah, I am drinking... Soft drink," I rolled my eyes.

She nodded her head giving me a reaction that I am impossible, I smiled at her and the next moment, the bartender was there with our drinks. We had our drinks and the next moment I know, Mansi pulled me to the dance floor.

As soon as we were on the dance floor, she let her go as she dived into the music while my eyes scanned the people present on the dance floor. I noticed a few of the boys who were gawking at me. They looked wasted and that made me uncomfortable. I wasn't liking it and I kinda wanted to get out of here.

"Come On, Raahi, let's dance," she told me as she saw I wasn't dancing. I wanted to tell her that I wasn't feeling comfortable, but I didn't want to spoil her fun so I took a deep breath and started grooving to the music trying to ignore those guys.

As I was grooving to the music, I noticed two of the guys were approaching me. That scared me, but I tried to ignore it and be calm, and the next moment, I felt one of the guys' hands on my ass while the other one was coarsely touching my waist.

I went numb as I felt both the touches. It disgusted me to the core, I understood their intentions but the crowd and the people weren't letting me react to anything. Even if I shout, no one would bother to look at me as they were so busy dancing to this loud music. But I felt disgusted and finding unable to fight them, tears started to pool up in my eyes.

But the next moment, something unusual happened. The guy who was groping my ass was punched so bad that he fell on the floor making a thud sound. As that happened, the music stopped and all the eyes on the club went towards a guy who was standing in front of me.

The guy was extremely attractive and he looked really handsome, he was tall and muscular. I just kept gazing at my saviour. I was about to thank him, but in the next moment, he did something so bad that it made me loathe him.

"From now onwards, you will just go to college and after college, you will go to your room. You won't be going anywhere else unnecessarily. I will be keeping my eye on you whenever you will be out of the place you are living, so don't you dare to think that you can roam anywhere you want. And if you really want to go somewhere, you will be going with me," he practically ordered me.

What the fuck? Yeah, he is my saviour as he saved me from that creep, but that doesn't give him any right to behave like that. And why would I follow his orders?

"Who the hell are you to say that to me? And why would I listen to you? Who are you to me?" I spat as I looked at him disgustingly.

And then, the next moment I knew, he placed his lips on mine. He kissed me.

RAAHI

FLASHBACK

I went apathetic when I felt his lips on mine. I couldn't understand how should I react or what should I do. On one hand, I wanted to push him away with all the strength I had in myself, while on the other, I was scared. I was scared of the people who were there in the club, looking at me and this unknown guy, but most importantly I was scared of him.

This was the first kiss of my life, I expected my first kiss to be a blissful one, something full of magic, love and passion. But instead, here this man, whom I barely know, was kissing me without even seeking my consent and I couldn't even react.

The next moment he left my lips and looked at me straight in my eyes. "I think, now it isn't necessary to convey who am I to you anymore," he spoke with a mild chuckle on his face as he held my hand and pulled me out of the club.

My mind had stopped working then, I couldn't think of anything else. I was just scared... So much scared that I couldn't figure out how to react to whatever happened to me in the past few minutes.

As he pulled me out of the club, he pushed me right on the seat of his car and tried to tie the seatbelt. That was the moment, I realised that I have to act, or this can be very dangerous for me.

"What are you doing? Leave me," I cried out as he was buckling my seat belt. I was getting angry, but he wasn't in any mood to react or let me go. Because before I could react in any way, he started the car and drove it away really speed.

"Who the hell are you? And where are you taking me to? And why did you kiss me without even my consent? Who gave you the right to do that?" I pondered him with my questions the moment I gathered some courage to talk to him. I knew one thing, if I had to keep myself safe, I had to fight.

"I am Arhaan Awasthi, and from now, you are mine and no one can pull me apart from you, not even you. Do you understand Miss Raahi Ahuja?" He replied in a tone that felt like he had any authority over me.

"Yeah, like I would listen whatever you say to me. Just shut up," I snapped back at him in anger. He was getting on my nerves.

But the next moment, he grabbed my wrist tightly while driving. The grip was so tight that it was hurting me too much. The pain I felt gave way to tears that rolled down my cheeks as I looked at him for mercy.

"It's hurting me," I sobbed as I tried to release myself from his clutches. But he felt inhuman, my tears, my pain didn't matter to him at all. At that moment, it felt like, the only thing he wants is that he would do anything to shut me up. My cries were deaf to his ears.

But there was something else in him too, which I couldn't deny at that moment. He didn't check me out or look at my body. It felt like he isn't interested in it. His eyes were just stuck at my face. But those deadly black eyes, whenever it looked at me, I felt like it pierced through my heart just to reach my soul and threaten me. And that look from him was working, I was scared, really very scared.

As I kept on pleading with him to leave my hand, he stopped his car right in front of my hostel after a few minutes. He then left my hand. I looked at my wrist, it had turned red as the marks of his fingers were stamped on it.

"Go inside," he told me in a cold voice. I looked at him in surprise.

"I said, go inside," he yelled the next moment. His voice was so scary that I flinched and without wasting a single moment got down from the car.

"Till the time, you won't reach your room, I will be waiting here," he spoke in a demanding tone. I didn't know how to react, and I was so scared that I quietly followed his orders.

I entered the hostel, went straight to my room and glanced at the car from the windows in such a way that he could stop me.

The next moment, I heard the engine starting and then the car drove away.

The moment it happened, I fell on the floor and started crying badly. I couldn't figure out what happened all of a sudden, how did my life change in a couple of hours and what could I do about it? Nothing. I am here, sitting in my room, scared and crying like a kid.

For a second, I thought about why shouldn't I inform my parents. But then, I reminded myself, that my parents have a conservative mentality. And if they hear about this, my mom and dad will be concerned about me and call me home to live with them. They won't let me study further here. While the other relatives would say that it might be my fault, I must have provoked the guy, and they will make my life a living hell with their taunts.

I didn't want that, I couldn't give up on my dreams due to a bad guy. The price I have to pay is too much and I am not willing to pay that. I will fight with that guy, no matter what, he can't control my life. I won't ever let him do that.

ARHAAN

PRESENT DAY

I somehow managed to get up from the floor and settle myself on the bed. This house seems empty without my wife and my daughter. It haunts me. They are mine, how can they leave me?

What would be Arohi doing right now, is she okay? If Arohi suffers from any kind of pain, I will definitely teach Raahi a lesson that she could never forget.

Well, Raahi, my wife. She is the most beautiful woman in this world. She is someone, I can never take my eyes away from. She is perfect for me, Arhaan's Raahi. Yeah, it has a nice ring to it.

I can't forget, when I saw her for the first time, seventeen years ago. That day is still the most blissful day of my life. Because that day, I found her, my life and my wife.

FLASHBACK

It was the first day of college and I was excited about it. This university is my dream university and I would forever cherish the fact that I got my admission here. Well, all thanks to dad, to be honest, he did take care of the principal. Due to that, I got a seat in this beautiful place.

Well, I was eager then. I have heard people saying that many great love stories start blooming in this college and I badly wanted mine to bloom here. I was not interested in any kind of friendship or bullshit, I just wanted one thing, a girl, who would be my possession and I was damn sure I would get it.

And wow, the first day of college didn't disappoint me at all.

At the University entrance, I saw her, for the very first time. She was beautiful, long wavy hairs which reached to her hips, fair skin, perfectly carved body, a beautiful killer smile and above all, brown innocent eyes. She didn't have any makeup on her face, unlike the other girls I saw in the college and her outfit exhibited her simplicity as well, the light blue top and black jeans. She was a perfect girl who was filled with innocence.

The way she dressed up and walked perfectly explained she wasn't like those whores who do makeup and walk around to lure the guys. I was damn sure she wouldn't have touched a boy in her life. She was exactly what I wanted, innocent, naive and simple. She was in her purest form, untouched and holy.

And that was the day, I decided on one thing. Innocence won't reside in her eyes, if someone will reside, it would be me. "SHE IS MINE."