If you are bored, Let's play Annie ..

Control. This is a very tricky term. When things are under control, life tends to get a lot more easier. But when somebody controls us, it is harder to live our own life. I've been under the control of mother for the past 20 years. I was not allowed to date anyone, even talking to boys was restricted. I had to prepare for an entire month to permit me to go out with my friends. Every step of my life was planned by her. That is the reason why I chose to study abroad. So that I could live my life before getting married. I was given 2 years of time after graduation before they start searching a groom for me. I was sure I cannot decide who I could marry, but I atleast wanted to date a boy whom I really love. I hated when somebody decided things for me.

It was unbearable when my own mother did that. I couldn't even imagine what my life would be like I will be controlled by a stranger. He also wants to be my boyfriend. I was not definitely up for the offer.

I opened the curtains and looked at the view outside. There was a huge garden with 2 gaurds at the gate. The walls were too high for me to climb and escape. My height was not going to help me this time.

I wanted to escape badly. But I also need to know the dynamics of the house to craft a plan. For the next 2 days I ate at the dining hall to learn the architecture of the house. I walked to each and every corner of the house. Sometimes I even went to the garden when Reyan was in the house with his permission. Everyday Reyan cooked for me. I didn't talk much to him.

The room opposite to Reyan's was the place were he usually did all of the laundry. There were no maids in the house. One day I offered him tom do both our laundry. He agreed with his suspicions in place. I was examining the room. From its window I saw that the border wall was nearer. I can just not climb the wall but if I reach the top, I can definitely build up the courage to jump outside.

There was a huge rope in the studio room. I thought I was ready with the plan. For now I plan was to go to the nearest police station to file a complaint. Then the further process shall be continued.

That night I went for the dinner as always.

"Why can you guys not manage a single task? Chop the nails . . You'll get an answer." –Reyan was yelling furiously on the phone.

I sat down on the chair. He served me the dishes. I ate well when I was at his house. This was not the scene before.

"Okay I'll be there in an hour."

------ May be he will be gone for a while. Great timing Dear Lord --------

He then went upstairs. I quickly ate the food and washed the dishes. He came down after a while all dressed.

"Are you going somewhere?"

"Yes, I'll call Sarah If you are afraid of staying here alone."

"No that's okay. I can manage. I am not afraid of staying alone."

"I know. You can watch TV downstairs. Do not disturb the gaurds." –-He left in a hurry after the quick conversation.

I ran upstairs. I wore a jeans and a black hoodie with shoes that were comfortable. I took a cloth hanger from by bag—tied it to one end of the rope. I just hope that this works. I held the other end and threw it onto the wall to get a grip. After several attempts the hanger was fixed firmly. I tied the other end to the window bar and started sliding along the rope. I managed to reach the wall. I then jumped from it. There was a sharp pain in my left ankle.

I would've whined if I were back in my country. I just ran in the opposite direction of the gate. I ran as far as I could until I reached a place where I could see cars. The city lights faded the darkness. I saw a hope in those busy roads. This was the place of the freedom I was waiting for. I was finally here.

I walked along the pedestrian asking everyone for the whereabouts of police station. I was exhausted after walking and running for almost 3 hours. This was the longest cardio workout I ever did in my entire life. Reyan's dinner would have been digested.

I sat on a bench to catch my breadth. I was thirsty but I was penniless. I rested my elbows on my knees and hung my head facing ground. I saw a pair of shoes in front of me – neatly polished. As I raised my head I saw 2 more pairs of legs. Then I finally looked up and there were five men standing in front of me wearing similar outfits.

"You will have to follow us Ms Annie. " – A guy at the front spoke out.

------ I screwed it. I wish I walked a bit longer. --------

"I won't come. Don't come near me. Orelse I'll shout and gather people." --- hopeless me.. How could I expect to escape from the monster.

The same guy handed me a phone.

"Come home Annie, Your lord is waiting" –- Reyan's cold voice made me realize that I was not successful this time.

I quietly walked along with them. They took me to the daemon's cave. Again the big doors, huge sad curtains. I wanted to escape from this place. But I am back again.

Reyan was sitting on the couch in the living room. His gaze was not cold, yet shivered at his sight. The men left.

"Close the doors Annie. The breeze is not good for your health." --- His tone was warm. I expected something strange to happen -----

"I.. I'm sor.." –- He interrupted me.

"Come sit.. I want to watch this movie. Let's watch it together." ---- Are we in a role play? What is happening ? He is playing a caring husband who was to make his wife happy after a long day at work. Ofcourse it was a long day for me , planning to escape. ----

I sat on a cushioned chair next to the couch. He gave me a side look and grinned. --- Now this is terrifying ---. He slid to the corner of the couch reducing the distance between us.

"Was is good outside?" –- He asked eyes stuck to the TV.

"No, it's good staying in the house." –- I didn't want to offend him more.

"Really ?" – He turned to me , chuckled at got back.

"It it is good here, why would you dare to step out of this house when I am not here." --- The tone was still soft.

"Uhm .. I... was ju… just bored."

"Oh you are..? Then come let's play." --- With this he woke up swiftly , picked me up and put me on his shoulder. ----

"I should've done this sooner. Lets go and have fun."

"Let me down.. please.. I'm sorry. I would never go out again. I swear." --- I couldn't believe I was begging him ---

He walked to my room—- threw me on my bed and closed the door.