Made In Hell 2.0

Chapter 2

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Point of view: Mahir's POV....

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You know that feeling?

When you are near some cliff.

Life is going all good.

You were just enjoying the view, taking pictures and what not... When suddenly... You slip.

You slip from that cliff and now you are hanging there on some branch.

Your love, comes shouting your name and then she looks at you.

With panic risen, she forwards her hand to you.

That hand, is the hope, to live, and to live with her.

But then you push that one person away.

You push your life away.

You stay there struggling for your life, but you just push your love away.

She wouldn't have left you, you know. But that's the problem. She wouldn't have left you when you wanted her to. That's why you you make her hate you.

Been there? Felt that?

That feeling when you are at a hospital bed, with oxygen support but you take off your oxygen mask only to die.

That feeling is something I can feel right now.

After pushing that hand away. After pushing my breaths away. After pushing my Bela away. Bela.

With these thoughts in my mind, I again put that bottle of alcohol to my mouth chugging a sip down and drowning to that feeling again. My phone rang. And before I could even think anything, I picked it up seeing 'Shaan' flashing on screen.

"Hello? Mahir? Bela is all right. At hospital. But fine.", He said only to make me breathe in relief.

"Thank you."

"You need not to say thank you Mahir. We are friends. Now will you tell me what happened between you both that you abandoned her at midnight and then only called me to come towards your penthouse? I was coming there when I saw Bela walking mindlessly on road and she had that accident. What was that?"

"Shaan. I know Bela. I knew it that she would probably try harming herself. That's why I at least wanted someone whom I can trust around her when definitely I can't be there."

"Why? Why you can't be?"

"That's... Um... Shaan. If I am pushing my life away and my soul away then probably I might be having a reason? Right? I have reason which I can't tell. Thank you for your help."

Without listening to his reply, I hung up the phone on his face.

I was right there when she met that accident. If shaan would not have been there to help her, I would not have hesitated even for a second to pick my Bela up from there and to protect her. But some things are just not in our hands and they are meant to be broken. Me and Bela, our marriage was again, meant to be broken.