I was running. I was running as fast my legs would allow. Maybe even faster than that. Because time was running out. Time was running out fast. And every second was more precious than my own f*****g life. My life...it was not worth anything anymore. After everything that I did, what I really deserved was death. But what I was given...that was worse than my death. Worse than anything I have ever experienced. If things go wrong this time...I wouldn't be able to live this down.
But then I brought this on my self. You have to pay for your actions in some way or other after all. And I was paying for mine now. But I was going to fight through this. I was going to make amends for everything I did and even if it takes my life. I will protect my family at any cost.
"Officer! Officer...please!" I huffed. I was so out of breath that I felt like puking as I barge into the police station. Two of the cops who were present there looked up from whatever they were doing, no doubt startled by the chaos.
"Mam...please calm down," One of the officers quickly came to my rescue as I flopped down on the floor. I felt so weak. So tired of everything but I knew I have to keep going. The fight has just begun and there was no way I was giving up.
"My...my son," I cried, standing up somehow. "My son is missing, sir! Please...please...please find him!"
"Please...calm down. Have a sit...here," The officer who came to my rescue urged but I had no time to calm down. They can't understand my urgency. They had no idea how dangerous he was and what lengths he can go to. But I knew very well. Because I have seen it. Felt it. Lived it.
"I can't calm down!" I snapped, feeling like clawing at my hair or something to calm myself down. "He has my son! He has my son!!"
"Who has your son, Mam? Please can you be more clear?" The officer asked, looking troubled at my hysteric condition and possibly thinking that I was mad or something. And I was mad, I won't deny that. Because that was why I was in this situation in the first place.
"Him!" I cried and hoped that they would understand because I didn't have the guts to take his name. Even that much was enough to scared the s**t out of me.
"Mam...we can't understand like this," The officer answered firmly. "You need to be clear and who is he? Please just calm down and tell me everything from the starting,"
I stared at him blankly and he gave me an assuring smile. He was right. How was he supposed to understand the mess of my life until I spit it out. And whatever was happening today...it was not because of recent events. I paved the foundation for my destruction three years ago. When I greedily gave in to temptation and desire rather than logic and truth.
All that glitters, is not gold...I learned this truth the hard way.
And that's my story...
The story of lust and betrayal and pushing all the limits for something that appeared too good to be true but actually was my worst nightmare.
This was my story that started three years ago from now...
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