Shades Of Purple

Chapter 3 - I've moved on

Authors note*

Hey, hope you're doing well!
Completely forgot to mention that -
The story takes in Pune, a city in India.
Hope you enjoy reading <3

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PIHA'S POV:
[FIVE MONTHS LATER]
16TH JAN

It's been 72 hours since I've slept. I can't close my eyes, they pain due to lack of sleep. I'm just lying on the bed looking at the album which consists of our photos.

I smile as I look at our photo from Di's birthday.

Someone enters my room without the courtesy of knocking.

THAT'S MY FAMILY FOR YOU.

"Pihu, we're having lunch. Join us, come on!"

"No mummy, I'm good." I hear her sigh.

She keeps an uncut apple on the bed beside me and closes the door while leaving which is quite suspicious.

I pick up my phone to only see millions of 'I hope you're okay' and 'R.I.P Roman' messages. It was a few days ago that Uncle Aunty told his friends about his death.

It's just making me sadder. I've never had real friends, just people who would break my trust at some point or the other.

The only friends' circle I've ever had was in 3rd year of MBBS, who usually just labelled me as 'Roman's girlfriend'. Don't get me wrong, I was very proud of him, after all, he was one of the finest doctors of Delhi. But I was a person of my own, they made me look like a gold-digger. I sigh. I gave up on making friends ever since.

It would usually be the four of us, Di, Rahul Bhaiya, Roman and me. It makes me smile how they pampered me because I was the smallest among them.

I stay awake at nights clinging to Di and thinking how things would be if Roman was here, maybe we would have been engaged by now. During the daytime, I'll read all our previous chats. A bitter laugh escapes my mouth.

I'm stinking as hell right now, and maybe I should take a shower, but I would never want my family to see me like this.

"Pihu!" A voice breaks my thoughts. Oh, it's my Di.

Aaraya Deshmukh.

She shouts before barging into my room. She observes me and says-

"You're stinking, go take a shower. Anyway be ready within fifteen minutes, we're going somewhere."

"I don't want to Di." I know she just wants to cheer me up.

"15 minutes!" I huff in response and get ready.

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I sigh as Rahul Bhaiya's car comes into my view.

"You shouldn't have caused him trouble." I tell Di sternly.

"He called me." I hmm in response.

I feel guilty. This reminds me of how the four of us used to go on long drives when Roman and I were home. Both of us used to call it a double date, though Di and Bhaiya weren't a couple, there seems to be an equation.

I see Bhaiya waving at me. I flash him a sad smile and sit in his MG hector at the back rear seat.

"Pihu I guess you should take a nap." He says looking into the mirror.

Yup, I need one. I quickly mutter a 'yes'. But, before closing my eyes I see a view that leaves my jaw dropped.

HIS HAND IS ON HER THIGH.

HER HEAD IS ON HIS SHOULDER.

"ARE YOU GUYS DATING?!" My voice loud enough to scare the shit out of them.

"Stop yelling and yes we are." Di blushes.

"Ani he mala ka nahi mahiti?!" I ask still in shock.
(And why don't I know about this?!)

They look at each other and turn their gaze towards me.

"Last month." I look at them like they've grown horns. "We wanted to tell but you weren't ready to leave your place so...'

OH

"Ok." I take a pregnant pause. "Jiju (brother-in-law)." I mumble.

"Pihu!" Di yell.

I let out a giggle and close my eyes. This is the first time I've heard something good after Roman passed away.

About how I've been coping up... Well, it was pretty difficult for me during the first month. There we times when I would just pick up my phone and call him and then remember that he isn't alive.

The loneliness and the depressive thoughts won't leave me alone for a while.

I had a panic attack in the second month. I could hear blood passing through my ear and see my chest moving up and down under two layers of clothing. I noticed my hands trembling. It felt like I was going to die.

It scares me how I lost the only friend of mine, my best friend and probably my soulmate too.

I thought it was just a phase but no, it's what I'll have to deal with my entire life.

My family has supported me a lot emotionally, may it be talking to me or giving me my space. I can't thank god enough for Di. She didn't go to work saying 'let the boss fire me, my sister is more important'. And I would hold her and cry for hours.

I did visit Uncle Aunty once. They have pretty much digested it. They told me how Rahul Bhaiya has started talking to the moon every night.

I don't love him anymore. It's not possible to love someone dead. I miss him. Why wouldn't anyone, he was the most selfless person I've ever seen. He told me to find someone who'll love me as he did but I remember how his blood would boil even when a guy would look at me.

About finding someone, I don't think it's fair to the person as all I think about is Roman. But if ever destiny plays its card and I meet someone who I'll love more than Roman (which isn't really possible), I won't stop myself.

A part of me died five months ago, I don't know whether I'll be able to heal myself one day and say 'I'VE MOVED ON'.

Why did you do this Roman? Why did you have to leave me broken like this?

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GLOSSARY:

MBBS:- Medicinae Baccalaureus Baccalaureus, Chirurgiae (Bachelor of Medicine, Bachelor of Surgery)

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Author's note*

Hope you enjoyed this one!
The next update will be out by 14th, Friday.
Stay safe and take care <3