His vicious revenge by Yarmia Tariq (i can read with my eyes shut .txt) 📖

It felt like it's been a long time since she knew this place. The weather was same but people, buildings around her seemed different. Only one year passed but the change around her told her that she don't belong here anymore.
She took a cab from airport to her parents house. Her body was giving up and her mind couldn't process the words, which she had to say when she'll meet her parents. She was so nervous that she couldn't assume that how her father will react after seeing his lost daughter after a year. For a moment she thought that she should go back because they must have moved on, on her but her heart wanted her to see her father and brother. She wanted to hug them. She was dying to see them, they always had been everything to her, her family and now finally she was free to meet them.
Her chain of thoughts broke, when the driver stopped the car in front of the mansion, which she used to call her home. She looked through the window and realized that she don't have the courage to face them.
But still she had too, she paid the driver and got out of the car, standing in front of the house. 
Then she took the most heaviest steps of her life towards the house. As she reached the door, she rang the bell. On the third bell, she introduced herself on the video intercom. 
"I'm Alaya" she said while her face was surely appearing on the other side.
For straight 6 minutes there was no response and she felt tired standing there. And suddenly the gate opened. With thumping heart, she stepped inside, crossing the path to living room. 
And here they were, her family waiting for her, blood flushed from their faces, all seemed nervous, confused.
She stopped in the middle of her tracks. She wanted her father to be excited after seeing her and pull her into his arms and tell her that he tried to find her and he missed her. Because he love her daughter so much. 
But instead they all seemed distant. And nobody walked towards her with excitement.
"Welcome back Alaya, how have you been?" Her stepmother spoke in first place.

"I'mm finnnee" she stuttered trying to recover from trauma she was facing.

Her mother moved towards her, throwing her arms.
"We missed you so much, we tried to contact you and meet you but Gerard didn't let us. He told us that you are happy with him and if you'll miss us you'll come by yourself. What took you so long darling to come to us?" She said while sweetness dripping from her tongue.

"We waited for you so long. Please talk to us, you're making me worried." She continued while looking at her.

While her father was sitting on the couch watching all this.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault. I was so happy that I forgot to come by. I was so busy in building up my new home with my new husband that I almost forgot about you. He loves me so much" she lied with shrilling voice, tears flowing on her face.

Her mother pulled her into a hug while her father stood up and came towards her. 
"It's good and surprising that you came by, please make yourself comfortable while your visit" he said shortly and went up the stairs, leaving her in disbelief. Her little brother was sitting alone on the couch, he seemed a little bigger now. He watched all this in silence.

"Dear I'll ask maid to prepare food of your taste and hold a little family party tonight, as you gave come after so long" she said and moved away to the kitchen.

She was so hurt, dejected by her family's response that she wanted to run away back but she wanted to find out, what stories have Gerard told them to make them behave this way. She wanted to know what her family thinks about and believe about her that her father didn't even hugged her.
She moved slowly towards her brother. And sat beside him. As she sat he hugged her so tight that she felt like, it was the hug she was longing for. He cried on her chest and she couldn't believe that he was the only one to react in this way but why? Why he was different than the others.

"I love you Asad, I missed you so much" she said between crying.

"I love you too sister, and I know what you've been through. I'm sorry I couldn't save you" he said merely whispering.

"Let's go to our room" she said and they both stood up to leave for their room.

Her room was completely changed and now it was given to Asad as it was large as compared to his previous room. She was disappointed but still was happy that her brother was living in it. They both sat on the bed.

"Look sister  I know everything that has happened to you, and who did and I also know that you're surprised at father's behavior. I have all the answers but now it's not the right time because if mother heard a word about it, she will get to know that I already know and she will kill me. I will tell you everything but at night and promise that you wont tell father because it's already no use" he said whispering, sitting close to her.

"I promise" she said shortly and pulled him into a hug and they both cried for so long until the maid knocked the door to call them for dinner.

She was no more surprised after everyone's behavior, that they did not even spoke to her at dining table.
His father merely glanced at her and was busy in finishing his dinner while her mother spoke unnecessary, but she didn't get anything that why she was the only one who was paying attention to her and why?

She completed the dinner and when her mother told her that she prepared a room for her to sleep. She denied and told her that she will sleep with her little brother as she has returned after so long and missed him so much so she want to spend her time with him. There was no more reason for her mother to intermingle anymore. Her father leaved the dining area in silence and she didn't minded.

At night she laid with her little brother and after everyone was asleep he told her.

"Sister, mother was the person that did everything to you, including kidnapping you......."