After the funeral of dad, I stepped into my room. I was still in great shock.
Dad and I never talked but still, my heart was aching because he was my father and now he was no more. The doctor told me that an animal had bitten his neck.
“Did Sidharth kill him?” I murmured to myself.
“No, Sidharth is not a monster, he didn’t kill my dad, the person whom I love, he is not a monster, he is a vampire but he is not a killer. This is the truth that he survives on blood but he doesn’t kill innocent people, I am sure, I have full trust in my love.” I was trying to convince myself that Sidharth didn’t kill my dad. But all evidence was showing that Sidharth had killed my dad.
But my heart wasn’t ready to believe that he was a killer.
“Sidharth, please come here. I know, you haven’t killed my dad, I have full trust in my love. Please come here, I want to know the truth about who has killed my dad. I am sure it wasn’t you.” I shouted as I was eager to know who had killed my father.
As I turned, I widened my eyes incredulously, Sidharth was standing crossing his arms across his chest, his lips were curled up. His attitude was giving me negative vibes.
“No, no, please don’t say that you have killed my dad.” I was just constantly praying in my mind.
I ambled to him, he was just smiling at me evilly. “Sidharth, I know, you haven’t killed my dad. I mean I am sure, I have full trust in you, please say that you haven’t killed him.”
My heart was thumping with fright.
Suddenly he burst into laughter, I narrowed my brows bemusedly. He was making me anxious.
“Really, do you still think that I haven’t killed your dad? Then I’m sorry to say that I have killed your father to prove to you that I am a real monster.” As he told me shamelessly, a lone tear trickled down my cheek.
But I didn’t know why my heart still wasn’t ready to believe that he had killed my father.
“You know your dad was crying in pain and asking me to stop but I kept drinking the blood, I was enjoying it a lot, his screams were satisfying me.” I became hysterical and sobbed, tears streamed down my cheeks mechanically. I’m staring at him in utter disbelief.
“No, Shehnaaz, you shouldn’t believe his words. He is doing this to make you believe that he is a monster, he is not a monster. You know that he just wants you to hate him, be strong and show him that your love is not weak.” My heart was still trying to encourage me to trust him.
“I told you that I would surely prove to you that I am a monster and see, I’m succeeded in this, today you hate me because I am the murderer of your father.” He said proudly.
“No, I know you are lying, you are just doing this to prove to me that you are a monster, what do you think I will believe you? Then I’m sorry to say that you are thinking wrong, Sidharth because my love is not weak, I have full trust in my love, I have full trust in you that you can never kill an innocent man.” I said with full confidence coming close to him. He stared at me in shock.
As he again chuckled, I looked at him, confused. “I knew that you wouldn’t believe me easily, therefore I come with evidence which will make you believe that I have killed your father and I am a real Monster.” As he took the phone out of his pocket, I darted my eyes to his phone than back at his face. His lips were drawn up to an evil smile.
“See how I killed your innocent father, I didn’t show any mercy on him, see how he was begging for his life and crying in pain.” He played the video on his phone and I cried hysterically when I saw the video.
In that video, dad was standing in the garden and Sidharth was standing behind him. Suddenly he bit his neck and my father started screaming in pain. He killed my dad and his body slumped down on the floor. He wiped the blood from his mouth and glanced at the camera, smiling devilishly. I was crying badly, my body was shaking, my heart broke down into a million pieces.
“How could he kill my father just to prove to me that he is a monster?” I’m wondering, staring at him with utter disbelief, tears were trickling down my cheeks. I was both angry and broken at the same time.
I mechanically slapped him.
I grabbed his collars and asked angrily. “How could you, Sidharth? How could you kill anyone just to prove to me that you are a monster?” My bottom lip quivered and I cried, becoming hysterical.
“Sidharth, today you won because I really hate you now. I’m hating myself that I ever loved you, you are heartless, you are worst than an animal, go and die somewhere and never show me your face, I hate you, I hate you so much.” I growled in fury and pushed him away from me. I was crying badly in pain, dad’s death wasn’t hurting me that much, but more than that the thing that was hurting me that the person whom I trusted the most, he was only the person who had killed my father.
“Just Get lost.” As I roared with rage, he disappeared like smoke in the air.
“I never want to see your face again in my life, Sidharth. I hate you, Sidharth. I will never forgive you, I hate myself that I ever loved you, you killed my dad without any fault just to prove to me that you are a monster, I hate you.” I screamed and slumped down on the floor, crying, feeling wretched.
“I hate you, Sidharth.” I was crying my heart aloud, it was hurting a lot. I was dying with anguish. I cried and cried, appalled. I didn’t know for how many hours I cried. The more I was crying, the more the pain was increasing. I wanted someone to love me. I wanted someone to tell me that it is all lie, Sidharth didn’t kill my father but I knew that this was never going to happen. Sidharth had killed my father and this was the truth that I had to accept.
When I was silently crying lying on the cold floor, hugging my knees, I heard my mom’s voice. “Shehnaaz…” She had never come to my room and talk to me before my dad’s death. I moved my sorrowful eyes to her, still crying. She sat down beside me, she raised my head from the floor and placed it on her lap. I stared at her incredulously.
“Shehnaaz, why are you crying my child?” She asked, caressing my forehead. I was utterly shocked, she had never behaved like this with me before. She had never talked to me like dad. A maid had taken care of me from my childhood, dad and mom, they had never shown any concern. Now I was shocked and confused by her sudden changed behaviour.
“Mom, dad… he is no more, he left us.” I cried, but mom wasn’t crying. I didn’t see any pain in her eyes, she was constantly caressing my forehead with one hand and gently wiping my tears with her other hand. I was baffled, seeing her love for me for the first time and seeing no pain in her eyes after losing her husband.
“You don’t need to cry for him, Shehnaaz. He was a monster, today a monster has died, we should be happy, stop crying for that bastard, Shehnaaz.” As Mom uttered, I sat up in shock and stared at her incredulously.