My first attempt to write an autobiographical fiction. I tried my level best.

 

Dry weather in the month of April in the Southern part of India where the changing of seasons have been affecting minds and temperature of the citizens. During one such afternoon carrying watermelon which my dear Mother asked me to buy from nearby fruit stall after which I made my way to home. While eating fresh sliced watermelon at the dining table my friend,Adda visited me. She was two years older than me and we always used to play together on the sloppy narrow path in the neighborhood. 

Few days passed by and Adda invited me over to show her very first Samsung mobile phone which her maternal uncle gifted her while visiting and she wanted me to meet him as well. She held my hand and excitedly dragged me to meet him. Her uncle sitting and talking to Adda’s mother, was looking giant up close. Adda introduced me to him and he extended his hands saying “So you are Saddy whom Adda has brag so much about”. While shaking hands with him I shyly replied “Nice to meet you too uncle”. He stroked my hands with his fingers, I felt little weird but thought it was just my imagination and went along to play with Adda.

Adda turned eighteen this year and was next week going to Delhi for her further studies. Her uncle visited her and was as well going to Delhi with her next week to help her settle down in a new place. Adda’s father died in an accident when she was only ten. We both have been together for more than five years.  

I was doing my school assignment as after promoting to higher grade the studies have also been tough lately. Suddenly Adda jumped and scared me from behind and said “I won’t be here after two days stupid girl spend some time with me”. I sighed and while giggling said “Your wish is my command, ma’am”.

We were in her room when suddenly her uncle busted into room and said to Adda that her mother was asking for her in the kitchen. It was me and her uncle alone in the room and I always felt odd around his presence. He suddenly started walking towards me, his eyes lurking around my body and I shivered. His dark voice murmured in my close to my ears “Good to see you again kiddo, you have grown so much in a few years”. He patted my head and moved his hands slowly down my shoulders and stopped midway. 

“You shouldn’t wear such sleeveless clothes kiddo I can see your grown bosom”. He pressed his hands on my one breast and I hissed in pain and jerked off his hands and immediately ran towards the direction of my home without looking back.

The day came when Adda took the flight to Delhi along with her uncle.

The next summer came and I was now in higher grade. Summer holidays were going on and I was at my home watching a movie with my parents sitting on a couch together in the evening when suddenly the bell rang and I went to the door. Adda was in front of me grinning and hugged me tightly and we both had tears in our eyes as it has been a year since we have met each other.

We went shopping together to the mall but when it was time to go home it suddenly started raining out of blue.

Adda informed me after calling her uncle that he is going to pick us up and he was on his way now. Flashbacks hit me this time as I still remembered his covet eyes and his unsolicited touch.

He came holding an umbrella and took us to his car but we still got wet due to heavy rain. I was in the backseat while other two in front. While driving he was stealing glances from his rear-view mirror and unknowingly I just covered my self with my arms around me.

Adda invited me to her room so that I could dry myself and change clothes, even though I told her to drop me home. She went to bring a towel from the laundry room after handing me hers. I dropped off my clothes on the floor and wrapped the towel around my body waiting for her to give me a set of her clothes.

I didn’t realize but I was sure he was looking at me through the little space from the door and as I turned back I startled to see him behind me and he grabbed my both hands and the towel fell down on the floor but he didn’t stop there, grabbing with his one hand one of my breasts and with other my both hands upward and licked my face. I smelled his breath accidentally,he was drunk it strikes me. Gathering up courage, I screamed but he brought his hands to my lips and shut it. I kicked him but it was ineffective on a giant like him.

Suddenly, he fell down after something hit him on his head (it was a vase) and I saw Adda with a shocked but courageous eye. She helped me to get changed into clothes while her hands shivered and in between her mother came and got to know about the situation after seeing him the floor.

I spoke up about past incident and her mother said “Never hide something like this sexual assault is a serious crime, it is your right to speak up and not let anyone take advantage of your fears". These lines were engraved in me forever.

After this incident a few years passed by and I never saw him again as he was banished from visiting Adda’s house ever again.

Although it never got erased from my mind but I continued to work on myself physically and mentally to face any situation like this in the future.