Romantic Novel: Love and Pain part 3:Lock up and pain

anixon (50)in #fiction • 6 years ago (edited)

Love and Pain - Presentation
Part 1:The Farewell:https://steemit.com/fiction/@anixon/3tbl3o-romantic-novel-agony-angst-and-love- part 2:The Pain of
Betrayal :https://steemit.com/fiction/@anixon/romantic-novel-love-and-pain-part-2-the-pain-of-betrayal part:3:https://steemit.com/fiction/@anixon/romantic-novel-love-and-pain-part-3-aids-the-best-gift
Lock Up and Pain
Part-4
The prison cell was dark, it smelled mouldy and musty. Vritika sat crisscrossed on the cold, hard ground. She could see a glow of sunlight come through the glass, in glistened across her face it and made her remember all that dementation which happened an hour ago. Tears started to run down her face and whimpers rose from her throat and sounded from her chapped and dry lips. She blinked the tears from her eyes so her vision could be clearer, but the room still seemed foggy and blurred to her eyes. All of a sudden, she visioned a woman dressed in khaki uniform tapping her stick and eyeing me with a raised eyebrow.

"You filthy whore! How dare you beat up a man in a public place? Being a woman and raising your hand over a man?", the Sub Inspector howled at Vritika.

"Mind your words, madam! Being a woman is not the problem here, being a man and what Mr Arya did is the exact problem. Stop wasting time and commence your investigation with that creepy dog and that clingy slut!", Vritika screeched out.

"Is this the way how you talk to a Sub Inspector? There is no use in talking to you.", the Sub Inspector replied and started hitting Vritika aggressively

Vritika cried out in pain and begged the Sub Inspector not to beat her so ferociously. After few minutes of continuously beating her up, the Sub Inspector stopped and stared at poor Vritika's crumbled body and left the cell. She collapsed to the ground crying and heard the guilt murmurs of the other jailers. She noticed a sudden flow of blood from her nose. "Welcome to the world of AIDS, Vritika", she thought.

Despite all that pain, those words from that conversation between her brutal EX and his lady love were running in Vritika's mind and pulsed through her bloodstream.

"Injecting HIV for a successful breakup was something crueller than anything in this world. How could that moron do this to me?", Vritika faked her smile with that chapped lips on her sombre face. She wished that she could -somehow- push that terrible conversation out of her head.

"What about a smoke my dear?", a woman in nerd glasses held over a burnt cigarette to Vritika.

Vritika puffed the cigarette alight and blew the smoke towards the window so that the police does not identify her smoking. After blowing out a great cloud of smoke, she plucked the lighted cigarette from her sore lips and placed it on her palm. "This pain is way better", she thought and started to feel the pain of her burnt skin.

"WTF are you doing?", the woman growled and threw off the cigarette from Vritika's hand. "What in the world is your problem? You don't seem to look like a criminal. Is it prostitution? Or theft? Oh, I think it's a murder?"

"My dear 'I don't know your name' friend, It's LOVE.", Vritika replied wearily.

After moments of silence, Vritika opened her heart out. She told her terrible love story and her happily ever after climax with AIDS.

"Vritika, I think I have a solution for you. You can change whatever happened in your life according to your wish. What say?", the woman questioned Vritika correcting her nerdy glasses.

"Never! I am a failure!", Vritika waved her hand in the air.

"Have you heard about TIME MACHINE, my dear?", the woman replied.