Tale Of Blood And Rose

Niya's POV continues::::

I kept trying his call but every time I failed. Tears were flowing down my eyes.

I can not understand what was going with me, it feels like my brain stopped working.

It felt like someone was stabbing my heart.

But still, I was trying to call him but he never received it.

Niya's POV ended…

Jack was sitting on the couch and was drying his hair with the towel.

He heard the sound of running tap water and didn't mind because she must be bathing.

But he felt somewhat odd when he knew half an hour passed and she didn't come out of the bathroom.

She usually takes 15 minutes to take a bath, he waited for more than 10 minutes but she didn't come out of the bathroom.

He got up and went near the bathroom. He heard the sound of sobs with running water, he understood she was crying.

He knocked on the door but didn't get any response from inside. He again knocked on the door calling, "Niya! Niya! , open the door, but again no response.

He knocked on the door many times and also called her but he didn't get any response from inside. So, he decided to open the door.

He used all his strength to open the door and finally, he succeeded in opening the door.

He was shocked to see her. Her fragile body, her reddened face, her open and wet hair. It hurt him a lot seeing her unconsciously lying on the floor. Her clothes were completely wet.

Immediately, he carried her in his arms and took her out of the bathroom. He made her lay on the bed and started to dry her wet clothes using a towel.

He wiped her wet and opened hair. Water drops were continuously falling down from her long hair, which was creating problems for him to wipe them.

Then, he wiped her face with facial tissue. He was taking care of her when he got a phone call from an unknown number.

He came out of the room and went near Laila.

"Laila, I am a little busy, take care of her for some time. I will be back. And one more thing, don't tell her I will bring her out of the bathroom."He went towards his study room to take the call.

Laila came inside the room and sat near Niya, who was lying unconscious on the bed. A teardrop fell down from her eyes seeing Niya in that condition. It hurt her a lot seeing her like that.

She started caressing Niya's head and soon, Niya opened her eyes feeling Laila's touch.

Niya opened her eyes and Laila helped her to sit on the bed. She sat on the bed but her head was down at the time.

She didn't want to face sister Laila at the time because she was the only one left, who Niya can trust. And Laila also understands Niya's emotions seeing her face.

Laila understood, something is going wrong inside her little sister's small mind. Laila slowly hugged Niya and started caressing her back saying," what happened my little sister? Why are you crying?"

Niya can't resist anymore, streams of tears again started to flow down from her eyes, and soon her sobs started too.

"Si...sis why every...everything happened to m..me? My d...dad was ri...right, I am the un...unluckiest. " She was feeling very difficult to say in between her sobs.

"Little sister, who said you are the unluckiest girl." Laila was trying to make her calm down. She was caressing her head, her back but each and every time she failed.

Somehow, Laila was able to calm her little sister. Soon, Niya pulled back from the hug and then wiped her tears.

"Little sister, be strong."

Niya nodded but in the next moment her eyes fell on her clothes and she remembered what had happened to her a few moments ago.

"Sis, who brought me inside the bathroom?" She was completely confused at the time.

"Me, little sister." Somehow, Laila told her a lie. She doesn't want to tell her a lie but it was her young master's order not to tell the truth to Niya .

Again a question popped on her little mind and she immediately asked," Sis, who changed my clothes?''

"Little sister , don't worry maids change your clothes." She said keeping a sweet and small smile on her face.

Niya nodded, and took a deep breath. They both were so deep in their talks that they didn't realize when Jack came and stood on the door.

He had placed his right hand on the door frame, which was giving support to his full body, while his other hand was inside his pant's pocket.And he was standing there crossing his long legs and looking into their direction.

When, Niya noticed his presence, she quickly lowered her face. She don't want to feel weak in front of him.

Laila felt a little odd seeing Niya's reaction, which caused her to turn behind her face. She immediately got up from the bed and apologized," I am sorry , young master."

"You can go now, I am here." He said and came inside the room taking his steps.

Laila soon went out of the room and Jack was coming towards her taking his normal steps.

He stood just in front of her and lowered his face a little down. Now, his face was very close to her face.

She again lowered her face which made him chuckle. He stood at his full height and said,``Don't think too much of the little girl." And went back to the door just in 3 swift strides, which were very quick.

She raised her head to give him an answer," No one was thinking too much. I think you are the one who always thinks too much."

She doesn't want to be weak in front of her so-called husband.