Dead Already?

Aisha was still not sure if that person is really Neel. However, who else can it be, if not him? Then again there are many others in this house that would be very happy to kill her by their own two hands. Maybe the butler or the head maid whose sister died because of Aisha?

It could be absolutely anyone. Maybe the maids or some guards that hold grudges against her. After all everyone in the house hates her for a reason or none.

'However, why am I sitting on this ground and not running for my life? I should be running because I definitely do not wish to experience death without my permission, this time.'

Pushing herself a little above the ground using her other hand and somehow the injured one had joined her too.

'I thought I had twisted my wrist.'

After getting up on her two feet, Aisha took a glance at her wrist which seemed perfectly fine. She noticed that her cut from morning was missing and her broken bones didn't hurt that had freshly broken by the hands of her father and brother.

Indeed her wounds heal fast but it still takes a few days and the scar definitely never disappears. Her hands were clean, with no sign of the previous scars. 'where did they go?'

With every step she took matching the rhythm of the man's forwarding steps, her scars started to show up again and the pain found its way to her heart. "What the hell is going on?" Aisha shouted.

Suddenly the cloud that was hiding the moon moved ahead allowing Aisha to take a look at the abuser. 'Neel? I knew it.'

"How dare you?" He said. 'Oh god! He is mad about what I said this morning. What should I do? '

Aisha ran in the opposite direction from him and looked behind only to find out that he was still walking calmly as the clouds covered the moon and turned the whole place dark all over again. When Aisha looked back ahead to see the way to her room, she crashed into a man, making her move a few steps back. Slowly she looked at the other man's face. 'Father?'

"Where are you running off to?" He clenched onto Aisha's waist.

"Nowhere." She pushed him. 'Wait! I can use him to save myself from Neel.' Aisha thought she could use the blackmail again.

"Father! Neel he is trying to kill me, father. Think about it. What would you do if I die? Whose blood you will use sell?" She reasoned.

But his reaction was completely different from what she had anticipated, Dhananjay broke into a burst of laughter. He laughed for quite a while putting Aisha into horror. After he couldn't laugh any longer and felt like his voice would break soon, he stopped and gave Aisha his sinister smile. Aisha's throat started to itch from fear.

Dhananjay tilted his head, "I can just kill you and get all the blood out of you. That way I can get enough of your blood and wouldn't have to take all your nonsensical talks, how's that? "

Aisha started moving backward and he walked forward towards her still smiling. " That won't work, I told you. Don't you dare touch me! "

" Stop Aisha!" He said stretching his hand towards Aisha. But Aisha continued moving backward.

" Stop I said. " He shouted, making Aisha shiver but she still didn't stop. " Aisha! You must listen to me!" He shouted louder. His voice echoed in the empty mansion. " Stop! Otherwise, I will throw you back in the well. Stop! "

" Do not come near me! " Aisha cried.

" Aisha! " He screamed at the top of his lung. Aisha stopped, not because she wanted to but because she was forced to. Aisha stopped because she couldn't go backwards anymore because her legs shivered and were finding it difficult to stand. Because, a knife found its way inside her body from behind.

" Haha! "His father laughed seeing her stabbed and her dripping blood.

Aisha pushed herself out of the knife, falling to the ground in the process. After pressing her wound and alarmed at seeing the amount of blood in her hand, she turned around to look at the one who did it.