"November Rain"
Copyright @ 2014 by Anuj Sabharwal
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Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are a product of the author's imagination. Locales and public names are sometimes used for atmospheric purposes. Any resemblance to actual people is completely coincidental.
Ashley's Statement....Few lines from Chapter Eight,
"November Rain"......
So many things flashed in my memory. Savita moved around the
room as I gazed at the table.
‘Are you ready to
talk? Tell us everything. We will be recording it and that will help us later
in the court. Some questions may be personal but they are important for us to
nail down the felon.’ She indicates at an old tape recorder which was lying on
the table. It may have recorded agony of many violated women. But it was in
subtle condition.
Sammy took an excuse for a little stroll as I knew it would
be difficult for him to sit through the statement. I was sure that he would not
even look at the statement. My palms got wet and slick as Savita fixed her eyes
on me.
I slipped into my bed wearing my favorite pink night dress
after a balmy bath. It was around eleven thirty at night when I flipped the
book back into the shelf after reading few pages. I couldn’t hear the echo of
his footsteps as I tried to sleep in the comfort of my warm bed. Being restless
for a reason unknown to me, I turned my head on the pillow and noticed a dark
figure standing on the door of my bedroom. Before I could scream, he jumped straight
into the bed wearing his wet shoes. I was bewildered to see the stranger in my
house and on my bed. He looked straight into my eyes and pointed his knife down
my throat with a sinful smile on his face. I don’t know why but my guy feeling
hinted me from the start that he had come only for rape and not for robbery. It
was evident by his actions too.
‘ss….hh…Don’t make a noise hussy or I will cut your darn
throat right here,’
‘Please don’t hurt me. You can take whatever you want. The
cash is in my handbag which is in the drawer,’ I pleaded to him nervously.
I was not trained in any kind of personal safety. I honestly
could not think of what to do. I just froze. You can’t imagine that this is
happening to you. You just try to get through it as soon as possible. He
immediately tied my hands with a rope to the iron rod of my warm bed. The
roaring voice of thunder could be heard from my room but my screams could not
be heard outside.
‘You don’t tell me what I want. I will take whatever I want.
Nobody will come here to stop me,’ he said as he lit a cigar and puffed its
smoke on my face. The air was low; there was no breeze in the room and no
matter where I moved my face, the smoke followed my face.
‘Well, let’s see your assets in there. Are you geared up for
the little adventure with me? Believe me, you will not be disappointed,’ He
said as he start to unbutton my dress without any shame. It mortified me.
‘Please….don’t do this to me. Let me go. Show some grace,’
But my rising panic seemed to fire him up as I intensified
my struggle.
‘I will, surely, if you favor me. Lend me your hand in the
fun and your fear will go away. I promise it won’t hurt,’ he talked dirty into
my ear as I could smell his filthy mouth.
Continued........
