"Dhruv." She whispered. Dhruv was beside her and she clutched his hands tightly. Something happened in my heart sharp. I remembered how he used to have a crush on Alina and maybe he still do. Maybe he still liked Alina more as a friend and didn't tell anyone about this. "They all are staring. I can't do this." She muttered and came to halt.
"Alina." She shrugged off Misha's hands and breath hard.
Dhruv lean down and whispered, "Did you take your medicines?"
She nodded.
"You can do this. Let them stare. You're walking because we're going to Kabir, okay? What happened to the strong girl who faced her readers? Who went to the award function and gave a mind blowing speech."
"Kabir was there."
"He's here. Look at the stage. He's waiting for you. Trust me, if you didn't move he'll come here and pick you." He chuckled
Sometimes you do things you aren't proud of. Things you allowed before but then after it happens, you start regretting because you had the other choice and you could choose that choice. You could have changed so many things by choosing something else.That was how I felt right now.Who sleeps with their best friend after a fight? Who says them don't stop when they ask you to stop them? Who gives approval when they ask again and again if you were sure?I cover my face with my hands, trying to reserve the shame. It shouldn't have happened. What had I done?His arm felt like a heavy crushing weight around my waist. I didn't even turn to look at his face when I woke up. It was early morning. Last night shouldn't have happened. I shouldn't have let him kiss me, then undress me and then take me to his bed.
Dhruv's POV :-She stroked her fingers with mine. My name on her lips was like an angel asking for the sin to be done. Her hands on my skin traced a path of fire, ready to burn me with passion. I needed her again. I needed to kiss her again until I felt breathless.I heard her taking my name. I flew my hands to take her back in my arms but all I got was vacant space. Confused I fluttered my eyes open, adjusting to the light. Bringing my fist, I rubbed it against my eyes and saw someone was kneeling on the bed."Sanchi . . ." I whispered and raised my lips in a smile but it went down. It must be a dream. She wasn't standing in front of me with a smile. I had those dreams many times. Seeing her, loving her, talking to her and when I wake up all I met was the feel of betrayal.I shook my head but she was standing right in front of me.
Things were becoming messy in my life. I hated messy. I liked things sorted out and clear. I was avoiding Dhruv as best as I could. Whenever I saw him approaching me in the studio, I would turn my attention to something else. If he would try to trap me to talk with him, I would step on his foot and run away.He wouldn't understand the feelings coursing through me. He wouldn't.He himself said what we did was a mistake. Just a plain mistake. We both were trying to move on from other person and found a way to his bed.Not only this, things between Abhi and Mehak were worsening. Two days ago I got a call from his phone to pick him up from the club. When I went there, he was sitting outside with a bottle of bear in his hand and total drunk in his mind. He didn't move for some minutes and I had joined him on the floor, bathing in the same feeling of love and pain.He had given me a stare and then looked a
"Sanchi, how are you feeling?" I gave a stare to my therapist.What was I doing here? Yeah, I was here because I tried to do drugs again. I was here because I told Dhruv everything and he couldn't look at me without the look of a stranger in his eyes.I knew he couldn't love me but seeing the look of a stranger, made me wail in pain every night. I was getting the dreams of the haunting night when she was pushed. I was hearing her voices of begging to leave her alone back to back.I tried to visit her again but drove away. I couldn't look at her without feeling shame on my acts. If I apologized then everything might change. But I wasn't able to say anything.I was sinking again. Guilt kept on running through my veins every minute. I couldn't concentrate on anything other than what I had done. I could have
His lips raised from the tips and he stood up. Gripping the handle of the purse, I stood up and brushed my ripped jeans with my right hand. Technically, I was avoiding looking at him."What are you doing here?""I could ask the same question." His eyes diverted to the back and frowned. "You see a psychiatrist?"Was he judging me? I could lie but I was tired of speaking lies. If he was here, he too might be seeing one."If you're here it means you see one too."He shrugged his shoulders in reply. I hadn't met him after Roka Ceremony night. Things were cool between us after that night and no longer I felt any remorse on being rejected by him. I was happy. He loved someone else and being with me would have been a disaster.He walked to the coffee machine, placed beside a beige couch. Taking two plastic cups, he started filling them."I was o
It had been five minutes since I sat in his car. He said he wanted to talk with me but no word was uttered out of his mouth. Why couldn't he say anything?He was supposed to say something.I was angry at Rakshit for telling him where I would be. I was angry at Dhruv for coming here and waiting for me outside. But why then my heart did a flip? Why I felt happy seeing him waiting for me? Nobody ever waited for me."If I ask something will you do it?" The first sentence and it brought a frown on my face.Dabbing my lower lip, I thought for an answer."Depends." Again the silence. He didn't look at my face.My gaze settled on the curve of his neck. We hadn't talked about that night and it was wrong. We both slept together. I had allowed him to touch me, kiss me and s
"This is going to leave a bruise." Cotton touched my swollen cheek. Sukriti slapped my cheek too hard. I felt lighter now like some of the weight was taken out of my shoulders. Ria was on the floor clapping and playing with her toys. Sometimes I think she was just a newborn. So small and delicate. But then I realize I knew nothing about babies. I never had mine. Wow. Just stop there. I didn't know where the track of my brain was going today. My eyes were ducked away from him, refusing to meet his alluring gaze. His hand on my arm was burning, flaming me with need and ache for more. I needed more because I knew what was more now.
"Bear, you're burning it."I gawked at the pan and the smoke evolving out of it. Instantly, Dhruv turned off the gas and poured water on it.Guilty smiling, I moved back. His back was tense as he threw the burned omelet in the dustbin and turned to glare at me. I surrendered my hands in the air.I was trying to cook an omelet. I thought it wouldn't be that hard. Just some vegetables, cracking the egg and mixing it together and then putting it on the pan."It was your mistake." I pointed my finger at him.Scowling, he opened the sink tap and started cleaning the pan. I opened my mouth in surprise. He didn't lie about cleaning the dishes himself. According to him, he couldn't waste mon
Bending on the ground, I smoothed her hair for the tenth time. Nobody could blame me for making sure my daughter looked best for her first day in the school even though a part of me was scared of sending her.She would be okay."I will be okay," She said, as if getting the devious thoughts conjuring my mind. From the corner of my eye, I found Dhruv with same tension, same frown."Promise me you won't run." I advanced my hand to her. "If you don't feel good, you'll tell the teacher."I had explained to her in charge about her heart and how doing physical activities weren't good for her, and some days, she gets out of breath. Her surgery would fix everything but not right now. For a while, she had to go through it until she became strong enough to handle a bypass to cover the holes."Promise." She placed her small hand on mine and squeezed it."Be a good girl," Dhruv said, crunching to my level. "You don't want to cry?" I nudge Dhruv's stomach. She was doing pretty good till now and by
[ D H R U V ' S P O V ]Shedding the sleep off from my eyelids, I got up from the bed, leaving the blanket and ran my hand through my messy hair. Sleep tumbled down but the weariness and headache was thrashing my head.I couldn't sleep off after the crying, acted like I had slept to make Sanchi doze to the peaceful night. She didn't have to get up, and see how much fucked we all could get. That behind the act of a merry group laid the most fucked up people of the world.Fucked up seemed like an understatement.Grabbing the shirt from the floor, I wore it. I needed a strong coffee to curb the hangover. I shouldn't have gotten drunk. I should have known my limits, and been adhere to them. Stupid, nonsense me.The blanket was nearly falling on the floor. Fisting it in my hands, I covered Sanchi, letting it rest till her chest but her shivering didn't stop. Cold. It was too cold here and this stupid girl had no ounce of care about herself. No matter what I do, she never understood how a
"Wake up and shine, bear." Tugging my lips in a smile, I squeezed my eyes tighter, snuggling deeper into the blankets. It was too much comfortable, sleeping on a soft mattress and having no tension of the work. I wish I could go on a long time vacation, with no deadline of coming back and handle the life of work and tension.His hand rested on my neck, lips stirring against my ear. "Wake up before I throw water at you." Instantly my eyes flew open and I pushed his figure away from me, but to my luck the jug of water was spilled over my hair. As if finally feeling the cold, I flew my hands in the air to curb down the cold, but it froze on my skin, chilling my bones.Wiping my hand over my face, I glared at Dhruv, who looked terrified, but had an audacity to wear a smug smile."What the hell, Dhruv?" I screeched, wiping the blanket away from my water dripped body. "Why you brought the water?"He joined me on the bed, placing his shoes on the white bed sheet. Giving him a dirty glare, I
“You packed everything?” Mom asked for the tenth time. Suppressing the groan, I nodded, helping the driver to put the luggage at the back. “Medicines? Towels? Remember to wear warm clothes if it gets cold. Don’t forget to eat, and most importantly, stay away—“ Whirling, I placed my hands on her shoulder, silencing her marathon of reminders she had been putting in my mind since a week. Ever since I told her I was going on a road trip with Dhruv and his friends, she had been worried to hell. I had reminded her Dhruv was there—her servant. He was truly her servant. They both would get together, discuss my bad habits and how much of a bad person I was. The only thing I could do was watch them, and wonder how they could be my mother and boyfriend. They both were gossip queens along with dadi. Talking all the hot news of the area, media, celebrity and everything from scarp. Even Meghna had become tired of them. “I’ve packed everything.” I cocked my head to the side. “And you double ch
Nervousness coiled around my throat, anxiety seized my feet and an everlasting smile stayed on my face. Fisting my hands on my lap, I endeavor to scorn the smell of henna, but it wafted around my nose.The heaviness of the dress made me rooted to my place. How was I supposed to walk in such a heavy lehenga? No matter what, it was a beautiful red lehenga with threaded golden embroidery. I loved it the first time mom had taken me for wedding shopping. I love the detailed golden embroidery on the skirt. The golden blouse was a complimentary, stopped right at the bottom of my chest.Dhruv didn't like because it was too short.But you don't get marry every day and I had insisted I wanted it. The red dupatta on my head was held with the help of pins, and half dropping on my shoulder."Sanchi, you need anything?" I lifted my eyes to her.Shaking my head, I tried to move my hands, and the noise of kaliren echoed around the room."Why am I wearing so many of them?" I hoisted my hands, showing
Dhruv POV Their were moments you hated in your life. Moments you wanted never to come and that you could press the skip button and never face them. It was like GTA 5. When you hate a mission, you skip it and jump onto another, avoiding the difficulties. I wish life was like a GTA 5 but it wasn't and I had to face the dreaded moment. "Dhruv, get out of the room." Kabir banged the door. "We'll miss the flight.""Coming, idiot," I yelled. "And fucking lower your voice, Ria is eating."Pushing the wallet in my pocket, I opened the wardrobe and collected the small box. Kabir and Rahul yelled my name back. Peering at the ceiling, I asked again why they both were my friends.Because you love them.Sanchi words echoed. Glaring at the door, I opened it and gave them a duh look. They returned the favour. "Fuckers." They both flipped me off. Where was Alina to control him? Kabir pointed his finger at my chest. "This time you cursed. Isn't it Ria?"My cruel daughter nodded and walked to me,
Parking the car at the distance, I checked the weight in my pockets. It was time. I could do this and free the tangled weight from my heart forever. Get over with it and move on with your life. I wish he was here, guiding me like he did that day.Closing the thoughts, I vacated the car with my presence. Their was no other place than this. Nothing could relief me the way it did. It was my solace. The place where I would spend most of my time, sitting and indulging with the air on my face, grass on my feet and feel of nature around me.The place where I first saw him as a child.Pushing the steel gate, I went in. The noises of children invaded my ear, swings captured my gaze and his smile on the distance made me hitch my breath.He was holding a pram. Ria must be in there.I was about to look away when his eyes connected with mine. It had been three weeks since I saw him. Three weeks since I ended us to see where I belong.Three weeks since I was trying to find myself. Three weeks sinc
It was same like this for next few days—or nights. Mom would come to my room, and sleep with me. One time, I burst into tears and snuggled in her lap, crying my heart out. I was missing Dhruv. He didn't try to contact me again and I started regretting my decision for leaving him. He loved me and I didn't know why I wasn't going to him.Nobody asked me where I was for two days. Dad went out of the town that night only. Mom said it was an emergency but I didn't pay attention. In college, my friends asked but I said nothing, and at last, they gave up. One day I went to Abhi house. He told me he was leaving Delhi after graduation.He was going to Mumbai to pursue his film directory line. He looked better than before, no more heartbroken boy who had no idea what to say and how to behave. I was happy seeing him and asked if he was okay."Sanchi, I can't spend my whole life in misery for her betrayal.
I wish I could reverse things with a magic wand, or a dusty powder.Sometimes I think humans should've something magical, helping them to overcome complicated problems.Dhruv's hand clamped with mine and I took a deep breath to calm my notorious nerves. I was in a big trouble. My parents were going to kill me. If I hadn't done something to get on their nerves before, I surely had done this time. What would I say to them? How would I explain the drugs and my whereabouts? I had been missing for two days, and clearly, I had lost the car too.Not lost. It was at the club parking lot. I would get it tomorrow."Let's go," Dhruv tugged my hand. I stared at him. "No more meetings." I nodded. His eyes held so many emotions. "No more you." I bit my bottom lip. "I just want to do this before we go in." He leaned closer and touched his lips to my forehead. I relished the feel of his lips against my skin. "I love