The Beauty Of The Dark
Chapter 1
Stranger’s ride
Author's Note: <i> This is the first shabiki fiction series I am posting here as I saw we rarely get shabiki fictions on here.I hope wewe guys will support me in this new change. I hope it'll bring a good change to the spot and make it zaidi active. I hope you'll like it. This shabiki fiction is a thriller one and I will post it chapter wise.Thanks you!</b>
“Taxi! Taxi!” I waved my hand and shouted in tafuta for a taxi, rain drops were falling from my clothes and I was totally wet. I didn't dare to stand in the rain anymore; I was running here and there in tafuta of a place where I can stay dry. But unfortunately I was in the middle of the road, where I could see only forest, deep dark forest, which wasn’t salama according to me.
A car stopped kwa and I went towards it to ask whether s/he will give lift. Suddenly the window opened and I saw such a handsome guy, he was around 25 and I was feeling attracted towards him. But I controlled my fluctuation and then he alisema “Come inside. I don’t think wewe want to get wet all day. “He alisema in such a way as if he knows me au he knows since how long I was standing there. He didn’t even ask me anything which was another weird thing about him. I didn’t wasted my time in thinking such things because I didn’t wanted him to get away and of course as he alisema I didn’t wanted to get wet all the siku waiting for lift in the middle of road, where there was a horrible forest.
I sat inside. “So why didn’t wewe called anyone in your family about your car accident?” he asked. I was shocked and my mouth was open. I didn’t know how he knew so many things about it. Now I thought it was a mistake to take a lift from him. “How do wewe know that I had a car accident?” I asked in a suspicious manner. “Whoa! wewe don’t need to be suspicious about it, I saw your car and it wasn’t in good condition so I got an idea.” And then I breathe with a relief because these days wewe can’t say who is a well wisher and who is a destroyer.
“I didn’t ask your name. So what’s your name?” I alisema with one sided smile which I thought was necessary at that time. “You seems quiet interested in me? (Grilling) Well my name is Daniel. “He alisema in a mischievous way. “Oh my god! Let me tell you, I am not interested in wewe and kwa the way there isn’t anything interesting in you” I replied with a satisfaction that now at least I know who he is. “You will be” he murmured but I didn’t care to reply further. “Won’t wewe ask my name?” I asked with a curiosity as he didn’t onyesha any interest in asking my name, which was another weird thing. “I don’t need to” he alisema in such a way as he already knows then he continued “Well I mean, I know your name, your are Blair Willows. Ain’t you?” and I was horrified. “Stop the car! (He continued to drive) I alisema stop the Care right now! (I shouted)” “What’s the matter Blair? Why are wewe behaving like this?” he stopped the car. I stepped out and started to walk, I was in the city now, he followed me “What’s the matter? Why are wewe behaving like this?” he asked me with a tense face. “First of all thank wewe Mr.Daniel for helping me, secondly how come wewe know so many things about me? I am really afraid, are wewe a stalker? How? How can wewe know so many things about me? And why it matters to you, why it matters to wewe when I alisema that I wanna step out? Who are you?” I asked so many things continuously without breathing in.
“Look wewe are right on your side. And of course wewe don’t know me but I do. I am in your college, I joined yesterday and I saw wewe and then my Marafiki told me about you, and today I helped you! And I am not a stalker. Got it? Think whatever wewe wanna” he was mad at me, and of course I doubted his character which was wrong. He started his care and went away.
It was raining and I went wet again, but this time fortunately I found a taxi. While sitting in the taxi I was regretting what I did, and really felt sad for him. “I should have listened to him” I thought.
Chapter 1
Stranger’s ride
Author's Note: <i> This is the first shabiki fiction series I am posting here as I saw we rarely get shabiki fictions on here.I hope wewe guys will support me in this new change. I hope it'll bring a good change to the spot and make it zaidi active. I hope you'll like it. This shabiki fiction is a thriller one and I will post it chapter wise.Thanks you!</b>
“Taxi! Taxi!” I waved my hand and shouted in tafuta for a taxi, rain drops were falling from my clothes and I was totally wet. I didn't dare to stand in the rain anymore; I was running here and there in tafuta of a place where I can stay dry. But unfortunately I was in the middle of the road, where I could see only forest, deep dark forest, which wasn’t salama according to me.
A car stopped kwa and I went towards it to ask whether s/he will give lift. Suddenly the window opened and I saw such a handsome guy, he was around 25 and I was feeling attracted towards him. But I controlled my fluctuation and then he alisema “Come inside. I don’t think wewe want to get wet all day. “He alisema in such a way as if he knows me au he knows since how long I was standing there. He didn’t even ask me anything which was another weird thing about him. I didn’t wasted my time in thinking such things because I didn’t wanted him to get away and of course as he alisema I didn’t wanted to get wet all the siku waiting for lift in the middle of road, where there was a horrible forest.
I sat inside. “So why didn’t wewe called anyone in your family about your car accident?” he asked. I was shocked and my mouth was open. I didn’t know how he knew so many things about it. Now I thought it was a mistake to take a lift from him. “How do wewe know that I had a car accident?” I asked in a suspicious manner. “Whoa! wewe don’t need to be suspicious about it, I saw your car and it wasn’t in good condition so I got an idea.” And then I breathe with a relief because these days wewe can’t say who is a well wisher and who is a destroyer.
“I didn’t ask your name. So what’s your name?” I alisema with one sided smile which I thought was necessary at that time. “You seems quiet interested in me? (Grilling) Well my name is Daniel. “He alisema in a mischievous way. “Oh my god! Let me tell you, I am not interested in wewe and kwa the way there isn’t anything interesting in you” I replied with a satisfaction that now at least I know who he is. “You will be” he murmured but I didn’t care to reply further. “Won’t wewe ask my name?” I asked with a curiosity as he didn’t onyesha any interest in asking my name, which was another weird thing. “I don’t need to” he alisema in such a way as he already knows then he continued “Well I mean, I know your name, your are Blair Willows. Ain’t you?” and I was horrified. “Stop the car! (He continued to drive) I alisema stop the Care right now! (I shouted)” “What’s the matter Blair? Why are wewe behaving like this?” he stopped the car. I stepped out and started to walk, I was in the city now, he followed me “What’s the matter? Why are wewe behaving like this?” he asked me with a tense face. “First of all thank wewe Mr.Daniel for helping me, secondly how come wewe know so many things about me? I am really afraid, are wewe a stalker? How? How can wewe know so many things about me? And why it matters to you, why it matters to wewe when I alisema that I wanna step out? Who are you?” I asked so many things continuously without breathing in.
“Look wewe are right on your side. And of course wewe don’t know me but I do. I am in your college, I joined yesterday and I saw wewe and then my Marafiki told me about you, and today I helped you! And I am not a stalker. Got it? Think whatever wewe wanna” he was mad at me, and of course I doubted his character which was wrong. He started his care and went away.
It was raining and I went wet again, but this time fortunately I found a taxi. While sitting in the taxi I was regretting what I did, and really felt sad for him. “I should have listened to him” I thought.
