"Virat never gets to say goodbye to me. I WILL KILL THEM BOTH", he whispered dangerously.
Everyone took a step back. The fire blazing in Rohit's eyes was prominent to anyone who saw it. They had never seen him like this before. This angry.
No, this wasn't the grumpy Rohit, who had been woken up wrongly.
No, this wasn't moody Rohit, who had just come after a fight with Virat.
He looked angrier and scarier than Virat in his worst temper.
Because this was Virat's Rohit, angry that his brother was wronged by the whole world which included himself.
Because this was Virat's Rohit, ready to go to any lengths, ready to go against anyone who dared to stand his way, ready to kill anyone who had wronged his brother.
Because this was Virat's Rohit standing in the middle of the room with a ravenous, murderous look on his face.
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"Ro?" Jinks whispered worriedly.
But Rohit paid no heed to him; it was like he couldn't see or hear anything. He was blinded with rage.
"RO!!" Shikhar roughly shook his shoulder to grab his attention.
"Calm down, Ro", cried Jinks, "You're scaring me!"
"Look we all are angry, but you are in rage. It isn't good. Calm yourself", said Rahul.
"CALM MYSELF DOWN??? HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO CALM MYSELF?" Rohit shouted.
Jinks winced.
"How easy was it for us to sit and blame him, while he suffered alone! He left Jinks! He left! He left because he didn't want to see our faces! Such good friends are we. I left him. I left him when he needed me the most. He looked at me, he begged me to believe him and what did I do? What did we do? Shun him? Is this the brotherhood we swore?" yelled Rohit.
"I don't know anything. I am going to kill them both."
"CALM THE HELL DOWN ROHIT", Jinks said, raising his voice.
"Look, we can go after Amb-no, Rayudu later", reasoned Jinks, "But first, we need to search for Virat. God only knows where has he gone."
The anger vanished from Rohit's eyes and a pang of sinking guilt took its place.
"Right", he said quietly.
"And it's not just you, Ro. We all are at fault. Especially me", said Jinks, a single tear falling from his eyes.
"Do you remember the day before we left for West Indies? The day of the press conference?"
Rohit nodded. How could he forget that day? That was where it all started.
"He didn't want you to go to the press conference. He didn't want you to face the media because you were hurt over the world cup and he did not want the media to direct their stupid questions at you. He was ready to face all the trolls, insults and hatred, just because he didn't want us to feel distressed. This is why he banned us all from using social media, unlike what was displayed in that video."
"I should have realised this sooner. At least, you all have the excuse that you didn't know. But for me? He cried in my arms that night. He doubted himself. He doubted himself as the captain. He cried that he couldn't handle you all, he couldn't handle us, as Mahi Bhai did. He didn't want to be left alone. But isn't the exactly what we did? Left him? We left him the time he needed us the most."
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