THIRD PERSON POV The next time Vikram woke up, he was back at the mansion in his room. He could feel a pair of eyes scrutinizing his every move. He also knows to whom those eyes belong. It was none other than, his best friend, Rahul. Vikram knew his friend won’t find peace until he has cleared each and every doubt of his. Sighing, he prepared himself for his interrogation. Taking a deep breath, he asked “How long was I out?” Checking his wristwatch, Rahul answered casually “Three hours.” Nodding his head slightly, Vikram said, “Ask away.” “Explain Vikram. What happened out there in the club?” Rahul asked without beating around the bush. “Nothing much. I just fainted. You know, it’s been a long time since I slept properly. And see now I am all fine.” He replied casually, spreading his hands wide, trying to lighten the tense mood. “Fucking don’t bullshit me, Vikram. Just fainted you say. You bloody behaved like an old man having a heart attack. So please spare me with your I- am
Shweta POVThe moment the monster left the room, I rushed to the bathroom. My pad was soaking wet and I had to change it immediately.Cleaning myself properly and changing my pad, I somewhat felt a little better. Maybe because of the painkiller or the ointment and the massage, or the good sleep, I had after a full fledge meal, I don’t know. Overall there was some relief for me from the pain my body went through since I woke up after the terrifying night.Getting out of the bathroom and locking its door, I threw the used sanitary pad in the small bin, that is in the corner of the room. The Air Cooler somewhat provided some comfort for my aching body.My eyes went to the tray of food, that is placed in the new tea table near the single sofa. Last night it all started with dinner, I sighed.Lying on the new bed, which is now quite big, big enough to fit two people, my mind on its own accord analyzed everything that happened last night.Thinking about what happened last night and his beha
Unknown person POV“Aadi is dead.” I said taking a long puff from the cigarette.“Dead?” he whispers yelled in shock.“How and when? How the hell I did not know about it?” he screamed once again.“10 days before. It’s all over the news. They fabricated it as a fire accident due to a short circuit in his mansion.” I replied taking another long puff from the cigarette.“And you are informing me now.” I nodded my head slightly.“You were out of town. Meeting in person was not possible. Did not find it safe to inform you on the phone. You never know who could be the next between us. Don’t want to put your life in danger. I lost my one brother, not ready to lose another” I replied.Taking a deep breath, he asked “They fabricated, you said. Then what is the actual cause.”“Bomb blast. Nothing was left of the house except ashes and his burnt body. It was all planned. The cops closed the case saying it was a fire accident within ten hours after the accident. No further investigation was carri
ARJUN POVHow easy it was for her to say that I don’t deserve to be a father.How easy it was for Rahul and Vikram to say that I will be the best father.But one can never understand the amount of pain one would go through while losing a child.It does not matter if you heard his or her heartbeat sound for the first time. It does not matter if you have seen the first picture of his or her sonography. It does not matter if anyone else knows about your pregnancy. It doesn’t matter if your belly was swollen with your baby in your womb.In fact, nothing matters. Nothing at all.Just the mere delay of your menstrual cycle is enough to rise hope in you if you are trying to conceive. Also, no one can measure the heartbreak one would go through when they get their period and they realize they are not pregnant.Just two pink lines in a small stick are enough to make you feel on cloud nine when you are trying to conceive for so many years and was unsuccessful. Also, no one can stop the tears on
Shweta POV“Every day I would receive a link in my phone. Clicking on that link would open a page. And there I would watch her getting raped by multiple men every day and every night.” He said gulping again and again and still holding me tight in his embrace.“Either she would be gagged or will be forced to suck those bastards dick.” He continued and I felt like puking imaging about what he said.“In all those three months I did not even once hear her voice, for most of the times she would be gagged. All I heard were her muffled screams. Even the best hackers could not trace her location.” By now the tears in my eyes have started flowing freely.“The girl in that video was your wife.” I stated gulping the pukish feeling that has settled in my throat.He nodded his head on my chest in affirmative and continued “On the ninetieth day I received a video link and I died on that day. Neither she nor I knew that they are going to let her go on that day. Neither was she gagged nor forced to s
Silence reigned over the dining room except the sounds of cutlery. Each one of their mind thinking and analyzing so many things at the same time. The constant chewing and drinking were the only thing indicated their physical presence.After a long time, they were having their dinner together. Helping each other in passing the dishes to one another as well as self-serving themselves. The maids stood in the corner of the room ready to take orders from their bosses whenever called. It was a long time ago since they shared the same meal time.The last five days were relaxing for Shweta but the same cannot be said for the three men having their dinner. If anything, there were storms brewing in their minds.“What are we going to do?” Vikram was the first to ask. He knew Arjun and Rahul were worried about him. In fact, they should not because he is more than capable of taking care of himself. Arjun and Rahul were aware of it, yet they are not ready to risk it.“Nobody knows we are here. We h
Third Person POVStanding in the balcony of his room, he looked at the starry sky, reminiscing each and every moment he had spent with her. The cool breeze of night hitting his face constantly, made his neatly combed hair messy. The full moon as well as the twinkling stars covered the dark sky. It looked complete, nothing was missing in the sky tonight, unlike his life.She was his sun in the day and moon in the night. She was the light in his dark life. Losing her felt like losing everything for him. His sun, his moon and his light. Taking a deep breath, he closed eyes remembering Shweta’s face.PastUnfastening her seat belt, she fully turned towards him and wiggled her brows in a funny way. They were in his car, which he had parked a few feet away from her home.“What?” He questioned feigning innocence, stifling a smile. He knew exactly what she is asking for. And of course, he would give it, but after a bit teasing. “You don’t know what?” She questioned back narrowing her eyes.“
Vikram POVA week. Seven excruciatingly slow days. Seven days since I am cooped up in this magnificent mansion which has now started to feel like a bloody cage.After our last meeting in the dining area, where my boss had in not so threatening manner appointed Rahul as my shadow, my life has become like a prisoner put under strict security. All my belief about Rahul being my friend flew out of the window in the past seven days. He is an asshole, just like his brother.And there is not even a day went by where I did not think about thousand and one ways to kill him. He practically made my life a living hell in the name of taking care of me.After our meeting in the dining area Arjun and Rahul started doing all the digging except nothing came in our hand. Every clue we tried to follow led us to dead end. Two days later one of our trusted guards, Joseph guarding our Mumbai mansion called us to inform that they received a pen drive along with a note attached to it. But that was not what ma