Ordeal - I

He screeched his car beside her and said, "We can atleast go for a drive together, for one last time". She, not able to understand his intent, gave way to his constant pestering of being together for one last time. Off they were, together in the car, like before - only difference now being the feeling.

The feeling had changed - atleast for her. She could no longer relate to him the way she always did. She could not even think that she loved him at one point in time. Today, all she had inside was a feeling of hatred, remorse, anger, and most of all fear. Fear of his obsession. Fear of being hit by him, fear of being made to feel guilty about the fact that she had ended it all.

Did she have a choice? Was she to spoil her life worrying each day about his addiction? Was she to spend the entire day wondering how much of dope he already would have had by now. She was fed up - of those long hours of turmoil, trying to find out which corner of the city was he lying in, high on dope. It was enough for her. It was enough for her the day she saw him in one of his so called 'withdrawal symptoms', when she saw him trembling, craving, crying for just few drops of that devastating drug. The sweat that covered his face, specially the forehead, the fingers that trembled, and that expression on the face, begging the doctor to give him an ounce of it....why was she to carry on with what seemed like a never ending ordeal - each day passing by in tracking him down in the drug stores or some lonely place...

She still was very scared from within - and as if the feeling was justified, he suddenly started it all over again. He questioned her once again on why she had left him all by himself, and in a fury, turned the steering on the 'kachcha track' beside the road, only to get into a thicker trail of trees, far from the habitation. He stopped the car with a jerk, dragged her out of the car and slapped her hard on her face. 'You belong to me, do you understand that?' With tears rolling down her cheeks, which had turned red with the hard hitting slap, she nodded. With her nod, another slap and then series of them. He repeatedly kept saying, 'If you know that, why did you decide to leave me?'. And then the outburst...it was his turn to cry frantically..he bent down on his knees, and begged to her ' I love you very much, I will kill myself and you if you stop loving me ever'.

Then suddenly, he hit her again ' If you think you can get away from me, try it and I will see what I have to do'. This time, he striked in a way that her nose started bleeding.

More later. :-)