Yusuf
He was sitting in the library when his phone rang.
"Hello, Yusluv," Zainab's voice slurred out.
"I'm busy now," he said agitatedly, ready to hang up before she interrupted him.
"Wait, what happened?" She asked worriedly.
"I'm alright. How is your husband? My regards to him," he said tiredly.
"Yusuf, you know that you can tell me anything. We are always each other's rocks."
"OK. Later, please. I'm coming to your apartment," he hung up, sighed, then pinched his nose bridge in frustration.
He rested his head on his hands. He couldn't even think without her. The CCTV cameras didn't show anything-everything was blurred. The person behind it knew him very well.
He sighed and got to his room to freshen up and got some sleep.
***
"Assalamualaikum," he entered Zainab's apartment and took a seat.
He sat on the chair and heard her say, "a minute, I'm coming".
He was busy typing furiously on his phone, giving orders to his PA, when he felt a soft hand on his shoulder. She was massaging him softly like luring him to sleep, but that was the least thing on his mind..
He needed his drug- Sophia.
He missed her.
He just wanted her with him.
He swatted her hand away displeasing.
He glanced up to look at her and he saw she was only in her lacy underwear.
He shrieked and jumped up from his seat as he put some distance between them.
" Zainab, what's all this," he growled, looking elsewhere.
"Yusluv," she purred in a low seductive voice. Her voice sounded like a shriek in his brain.
She tried to move closer but he shouted at her. "Zainab, are you drunk?! I'm married and I love my wife," he yelled.
"Okay. Can I help you with your needs?" She blurted out whilst stalking towards him, swaying her hips.
"Thanks but I've my wife for that," he responded dismissively.
"This wife, that wife, everything wife! A wife that doesn't care about you! Is she the only one?! Why her? You knew me before her. I don't even know what you find in her. A plain, naive girl with nothing. She is just a wench and pauper girl with low... ," she screamed, she was really getting on his nerves.
"Stop," his voice boomed throughout her apartment.
She came closer, trying to touch and kiss him but he pushed her away and got ready to storm out but her words made him stop in his tracks.
"If you dare to walk out on me, trust me, just one call and your wife will be dead," she said with so much hatred, malice and hurt that it left him bewildered.
What happened to the sweet little girl who he took as a sister. He thought.
"You, yusluv, I love you so much. I was the one who kidnapped your wife. I hated to do that but I will do anything to get you. Even if it means I kill her like I killed your lovely granny." She revealed sinisterly.
He was seeing red. He moved to her at the flash of light and grip her neck ready to choke her to death.
"Kill me and you kill your wife," her eyes twinkling with pure madness.
He released her as she coughed and tried to catch her breath, laughing evilly.
"Did you know why I was crying that day? Because you are mine. I've taken her away. I felt so overwhelmed that I didn't even know when I started crying." She laughed maniacally.
He picked his phone to make a phone call but it was snatched from him. "One call from you and your wife is finished," she laughed.
"Now, Yusluv, let's go meet your wife to say her last wish or prayer."
***
They entered into a tattered room and he saw his girl being tied up on a chair-gagged and bruised.
It killed him and broke him to see his wife like that when he was alive.
He'd never felt so useless before. It pained him that he couldn't do anything.
The man beside her removed the gag from her mouth and she exhaled and inhaled sharply.
"Sophia," his voice cracked.
"What are you doing here?" She asked worriedly.
"Cut the crap," he heard Zainab's voice in the background but his focus was solemnly on my girl.
"What do you want Zainab? Tell me, I will give you anything-Money? Car? Company?!" He asked frantically.
"Oh, I don't want all that. All I want is you. Marry me-I don't care if you love me or not because I know that with the matter of time you will be begging for me" he looked back and forth from her to his girl but his girl shook her head no.
"Or..." She dragged out.
"I will let my boys have their way with her and you watch; I think that will be the best," she mocked out.
She moved forwards to her and took out a knife and she cut her wrist with it, as blood oozed out from there.
He'd never been so useless in his life. He felt like he was nothing. Worthless.
As he took a step forward, a loud bang was heard and everything was in flame, it was like fog happened.
After some minutes, he looked in front of him and saw that Sophia was no longer tied to her chair. She was nowhere to be found. He glanced around and saw Zainab's dead body who had a bullet hole on her forehead.
It was like a dream-everything happened so fast in puff.
Sophia was not there and Zainab was dead.
But how?
SOPHIA POV
Everything happened in a blur. I saw flames and then I felt someone carrying me.
After some minutes or hours of struggling, I was thrown down like a sack. Trying to move, I heard the voice that always taunted me in my dreams. All my fears and terrors were in front of me.
He was back
"Welcome back, little Sophy, we meet again," the voice greeted.
I'd been kidnapped again!!!
Ya Allah help me. I'm surely doomed.