Part 8: Chained to you: Safely

Part 8: Chained to you: Safely

Hey Cara!

I am sorry, but I think you have dialed a wrong number and probably looking for someone else.

Ofcourse not! Aren’t you Karissa, the one who just got away from the Vegas life of hers’ few days back? I am looking only for you and its been since many...... I mean since quite a long time now.

Yaa! I am Karissa but not Cara and how do you know about me so much? I don’t know anyone here, in this part of the world. Are you spying me for some reason?

Oh dear! I am the one you met on the plane and shared everything there. Don’t you remember that you only gave me your details and the number to contact you at. Do you remember now or do I have to remind you about the hospital incidence of the Vegas also?

Oh Mr. Knight! Ofcourse I remember you. How are you doing? Its just that I wasn’t expecting your call. That’s it. And it really feels great that you are calling. Because hearing from someone during your lone time, especially at a place where you doesn’t know anyone, is just so so special. And you have always been so good and savior for me during all my hard times. I can never thank you enough for that.

Let’s not discuss about the past, Cara. By the way, I hope you don’t mind me calling you with that name. I just love this name on you because of the delicacy it has which kind of matches with your personality. I am calling to just ask you what are you upto during this weekend? How about seeing the city and spending some good time with me, if you are free?

Cara… Ahhh, OK. And that’s really kind of you offering me a city tour and to be with someone I know in the city. I really want to explore the place. But…… with the load of assignments and work, I think I cannot make it this weekend. May be some other time Mr. Knight.

First of all, please stop calling me this. My name is Kian and you can call me with that. You don’t have to be this formal. And I know. University is keeping you busy, but is it this hectic that you can’t take out a day from your schedule to be with someone who is looking to be with you since… I mean to meet friends and having good time.

I really wish if I can, but… really I can’t make it this time.

And after agreeing on meeting sometime soon, they both said their bye to each other.

Karissa’s POV

This is really kind of Kian to call me and asking about my well being. Though I really want to have a look around with someone I know but also on the same note, I don’t want to believe someone whom I don’t know. After all, I have already gone through a lot and the past is not healed yet. I can’t take a risk of hurting myself again, that too so soon.

I hope he doesn’t take it otherwise and also I don’t want to lose someone like him, who has been helping me in my bad times a lot. I wish he calls me again and offer me the same thing. I really wish.

Oh God! Why the weekends are so long? Why I just can’t settle for something that I want to do without fear of getting hurt……Sigh!

Kian’s POV

I just cant stay away from her anymore. I have been waiting to be with her since the time I first saw her in the bus, with all those fluffy eyes and broken heart. Why is she restraining herself to be with me? I know she isn’t over-burdened with the university work, then why can’t she be with me for the weekend? I just asked her for some hours after all? Oh lord! These girls really! They are just out of all the understandings. Anyways, I just can’t let it go like this. I will keep on trying with all my heart to be around her soon.

Just wait and watch Cara. I am near you. Though you cannot see me but I am hearing even your breaths. And don’t worry; I will have you as mine, sooner one day. I am sure you will want me the same way, I want you today.

Part 3: Chained to you: Safely

Karissa’s POV:

As we entered the classroom, I with Daniel clasped hand together and the trailing behind Samantha.

All the students are chatting loudly and some sit at their seats silently, watching others because they are nerds like me as those spoiled brats refers… that they don’t want any friendship with us.

But seriously!

Whom am I kidding?

Reality is that we don’t want anything with those fake makeup kits and running beauty salons and spoiled brats.

Thank God, Mr. Smith is not yet in the classroom else one more absent for being late. I seriously don’t know what is the problem of Mr. Smith with me? He is always either glaring or irritated on me. Never mind!

But I know you are guessing something and you are absolutely right. Mr. Smith is the father of Daniel aka my hunk as a boyfriend.

I attended my class and as I were supposed to meet Daniel, I rushed towards our common meeting point.

FAST FORWARD

        I am running away from the building of university with tears in my eyes…

        “Hey Karissa! What happened? Why are you crying?” some girls asked me who is in the path of mine but I just ignored them and I kept running where my legs can lead me. I just want to get away from all this shit.

        Keep running, keep running until I reached parking lot, due to running, I am panting heavily and just collapsed on the floor. Tears constantly rolling down my eyes…

“Why God? Just why? Why Me? I never did anything bad to anyone then why this all happened to me?” I asked hysterically crying.

        “I just hate, just hate him!” I said between sobs. I just stand up from the floor and kick sand in the air angrily.

        “Ahhhhh!!! God I hate each and every boy on this earth… I am never going to put myself into this love thing. Never ever.” I yelling.

        Thank God there are no people in the parking. Although I am not even concerned is there is any one seeing me at my worst. After an hour of crying. I am feeling exhausted. I just want to go home. To my mom, to my bed, to my soft pillow. I miss them all terribly.

        Oh God, I just forgot to tell Samantha that I am not going to attend the lecture… I didn’t tell her anything. She must be worried. And also I need the keys of her car to go home. So first thing I need to do is to find her. May be I will tell her everything later.

        I entered the building and passing by locker room, I remembered that I need to get some books from my locker so I entered the locker room and started walking towards my locker.

        When I saw his locker, I don’t want to even name him… that bastard! Tears welled up in my eyes again, I just brushed them off and heard a girl coming into the locker room. Her back is at me.  But when she turned, I saw her face, SMANTAH, with the boy, whose face is also not visible because of his back towards me.

        They are whispering something but I can’t get that what they are talking. They are talking about some video and deal. I just heard some bits of their talks. I am about to go there and then I see his face! Oh my God! He is……! What is he doing here? And what are they talking about at lecture’s time.

        I walk near to eavesdropping their conversation… I am hiding behind bookshelf that is nearest to them, so that I can hear their talks.

        “I did your work, I ditch her. Now please delete my video” Daniel said with fright in his voice.

        He was talking about me. Right, ME! He is literally begging to her.

        “Yeah! Yeah buddy. I will delete your video and I must say that you did a great job.” Samantha said.

        My best friend wants to hurt me, ruin me, and break me. My best friend, my sister.

First my boyfriend and now my best friend. I trusted them the most in my life and what I got back is this. They both ditched me. One in love and the other in friendship. I am completely broken, shattered and traumatized.

        Life is really full of surprises, you never know what will happen in next hour!

        I mean just look at mine… in the morning, my life was perfect… had a lovely and caring best friend… A very nice boyfriend. And now, here I am running away from the people who were most important just few hours back.

Chapter 5: The Billionaire's Desire

Zaroon’s POV

She is going through a lot, and the only reason is me. It was my mistake to take her along for hotel visit. And when I could sense the disturbance already because of the presence of the reporters there, I should have warned her after that. If informed on time, she would have been more careful and would have avoided today’s problem. I am such a fool. Now I have to take the responsibility to make everything back in place and the only way is to do a press conference and to inform the media about the wrong rumors, making the news. Also I have to warn the media to be careful in future otherwise to be ready to face the consequences routed through the court.

          Since her present state of mind is due to me so I have to take the responsibility of her safety till everything gets back to normal. Also I have to make sure to restrict her public appearance before that. And since she was all scared when she met me in the morning, I thought of taking her to my place and make her understand about the future precautions she has to take.

          She seems worried seeing my house but I ensured her that she is safe here and everything will be fine. I left her in the guest room and went to my room to take some rest. I were stressed since morning and also was running here and there to find her and that too safely.

   

       I went to her room after around 3 hours from the time I have taken her to my house. Its afternoon now. I was a fool thinking that I did not even asked or offered her breakfast. And since now, it is lunch time so I should make sure that she have stomach full lunch and also feel comfortable.

       I knocked her door, no one responded. I opened the door realizing that it is not locked and had the cutest and the precious sight. She, like a baby, was sleeping on the couch and looking like an angel, without any fear and negative thoughts on her face. She is so innocent that she doesn’t even know how to handle the cruel world around her. I never wanted to take off my eyes from her. But suddenly I saw her moving and she was about to fall off from the small couch when I held her to prevent her to fall off. She immediately came back to her senses and went worried looking at me in her room that too without knocking and prior intimation.

          I asked her to feel comfortable and also ensured that there is no need for feeling scared of anything now. I told her about my plans to have a press conference soon to make her situation better allowing her to have her normal life again. She was excited to hear all that and I could see the tears of happiness, forming in the corner of her eyes. Then she asked for the permission of going back to her home to which I had to tell her to have lunch first and then we can talk about the rest later.

          We had our lunch. I could see that she wasn’t comfortable sharing the same table with me. Probably she were thinking and considering me as her boss only, even if we were not in the office. I told her, “Stacy, we are not in office and so I am not your Boss here. You can feel comfortable and have your food properly.”

“Yes Sir!” She replied.

“I told you just now that we are not boss and PA here. You can call me Zaroon, when we are not in office or doing any official work Stacy.” I asked her.

“I can’t call you with your first name, although I will try to address you with your second name i.e. Mr. Faith.”

“Are you always this shy, innocent, obedient and at the same time a little stubborn girl Stacy? I mean why can’t you call me with my first name? Am I not calling you with yours?” I asked her

She blushed and could just say “I will try sir!” and after realizing what she said, we both laughed.

          Hearing my laughter, my mom and dad came to the dining area. This was really a surprising moment for them as they haven’t heard my laughter since years now. Seeing me laughing, that too when my babies were not around, is the miraculous thing for them.

          After lunch, she wanted to go back to her house. I instead her to stay at my place only till everything sorted out but she were stressing on just one thing that Zoe must be worried and she wants to get back to home for her. I could not do anything much, except I told her that I will drop her to her place and she should not come out of her home till I have a press conference and resolve all the issues and rumors.

          I took out the car, she said bye to my mom & dad in a way as if they three know each other since so many years. In the car also I was instructing her to take care of herself and do not come out of her home alone until I confirm her to do that. I also granted her few days leave, knowing which she doesn’t look really excited. Actually it seemed that she was worried for the salary and by not working for a week or so, her monthly budget would fall out of place and that will create further problems for her to worry. Although she didn’t shared, but I could make out from her expressions that she went worried. I asked, “Is there is anything which is bothering you Stacy? If you want, you can share. May be I can help you with your worry and problem.”

“No No, there is nothing as such except that I do not want to miss office without any serious reason. I promise you that I will take care of myself if you please allow me to come to my duties.” She said

          I think I was right with everything I was thinking. I told her “you need not to worry about office, neither need you to worry about the salary. You will get your whole salary without any deductions for this absence.” This brought the spark of happiness in her eyes and I was happy to see her that way.

          We were there in front of her house. Zoe was standing in front of the gate only, may be because Stacy have informed her about her arrival. She seemed excited to see us, especially Stacy. She requested me to come inside and even after my refusal for so many times, she kept persuading me to come inside to have a cup of coffee.

          They have a very simple, yet so beautiful home from inside. Everything was well placed and organized. The simplicity was reflected in every possible thing, starting from the shade of wall colour to the furniture they had in their compact house. They had a beautiful kitchen as well where everything was neatly placed and so much visible that even a strangers can themselves on their own. The coffee Zoe served was delicious in taste and the love and affection I got in their house was beyond words can ever explain. I enjoyed my stay at their place and during our conversation over a cup of coffee, I explained Zoe also about everything which they need to keep in mind about Stacy’s safety and distance from reporters, until I do the press conference. With both of their assurances for being careful, I said good bye to them and left for my place. 

Chapter 4: The Billionaire's Desire

Stacy’s POV

Sunday morning it is……

Being an off day from office, I am little late for my daily running. I reached the joggers’ park little late than usual. I have just started to run when my phone buzzed. I was surprised to feel it vibrating I my pocket as today was Sunday so I wasn’t expecting any call from office nor Zoe usually calls me and never at this early hour that too on Sunday and except these two places, I have never been called by anyone because I don’t have anyone else in the entire world. And when I took it out, it was Zoe! I got little worried sensing it to be some emergency else she never wakes up at this early hour on Sunday.

I picked up the call without wasting any further time and the moment I was about to say hello, she almost shouted and asked me about my coordinates. Her voice was full of worries as if I have done some crime to step out of our house or probably there was some something unexpected going to happen with me.

“Where else you expect me to be at this hour of the day dear. I am in Joggers’ park for my morning run. But why are you sounding so worried and moreover, what is the reason that you wake up so early? Don’t you remember that today is Sunday and you always need a lengthier sleep on this day compared to the other days of the week.” I continuously asked her all the questions without giving her any chance to speak.

“I got a call from Mr. Faith since your number was either not reachable or you were too busy to pick up his call, so he called me and was asking for you……” the sentence left incomplete in between as the call got dropped, may be due to network problem. But when I was about to call her back, I saw a huge group of reporters running towards me with mikes in their hands and also the cameras. I got scared and could not think of anything else except running from there and hiding myself behind a tree. And at that very moment my cell-phone again buzzed and this time it was my boss. I picked up the call and without waiting to hear from me, he said, “Where are you since you are not at your home? It’s not safe for you to be out of your home as there is nonsense news getting viral on all the local news channels about my relationship with you and also they are telecasting our last evening pictures. But you need not to get worried. I am already on my way towards your house, hoping that you must be somewhere near to that area only. You just be there where you are, tell me the location and I will be there in another five minutes or so.”

“I am in Joggers’ park which is just a seven minutes walk away in north direction from my house. I have already encountered a group of reporters coming towards me. But somehow I could manage to escape them by hiding myself behind a tree. You please save me from all this at the earliest possible.” I could at least manage to speak but with almost shivering and of course with a teary voice.

“Just don’t worry Stacy, and please manage to move towards the main entry of the park. I am almost near you. Please don’t panic and be a brave girl.” He said all of that after sensing the tension in my voice.

I did as instructed. I stared moving towards the main gate side by side managing to hide from them. The moment I reached the gate, I saw my boss running from the other side of the road towards the gate. He seemed as tensed as me. But the moment he saw me, he felt a bit relaxed and kept running towards me. The moment he reached me, I could not stop myself and broke down in front of him. He hugged me tightly and ensured that everything is fine. At the same time he called his driver to this side of the road, and as and when his car reached, he took me inside the car and asked the driver to drive at the highest speed possible. I was still crying but this time on his shoulder. He did not object, moreover had his hand placed on my shoulder to confront me. I didn’t even asked him about where is he taking me because I was all tensed and not in my senses.

Finally we reached at his place. I came into senses when I saw a big mansion in front of me. He told me that it’s OK and I can feel and live comfortably here until things settle down. I told him that I never want to bother him or his family but he refused to listen to me.

“It is all because of me and I have to take the responsibility to solve all the problems before you depart for your home. And yes, please inform Zoe about your safety as she is as worried as I was.” He said and signaled me to follow him.

“This is the guest room, where you can stay until everything falls back in place. And please feel free to ask for anything you want.” He added by showing me the room.

“Why are you bothering so much? I will be OK at my home too. And moreover Zoe would be worried about me. So please let me go home. I promise that I will try to keep myself safe and will not step out of my home without your prior permission.” I said.

“Please Stacy (he called me second time with my first name instead of Ms. Roseway) try and understand. I don’t want you to be in any other awkward situation which you will not be able to handle alone. And specifically not the one for which the reason is me. And now please don’t argue any further. Just inform Zoe and relax.”

I felt safe in his hug. I felt relaxed on his shoulder. I am feeling safe when he is around me. I don’t know but my mind is battling with my heart. My heart is feeling safe and secure around Mr. Faith but my mind is telling me constantly that he is my BOSS and whatever I am doing will not be acceptable to my boss later. With these thoughts I fell asleep on the couch placed near to the bed.