Chapter 14
I woke up from my sleep hearing thunder. The thunderstorm made my stomach churn. I was shaking but I forced myself out of bed and headed to the bathroom. Looking in the mirror I see my tear-stained face. I didn't realize I was crying. As soon as I hear the sound of another thunderstorm I find myself bent over throwing up all the content in my stomach. Although I didn't eat much when I met Vivek, we were mostly talking, and catching up on each other's lives.
I wash my face and brush my teeth to get rid of the vomit taste and breath. I check the doors of the room and find it locked. When I look at the clock, it is 11 p.m. Abhimanyu has still not returned from wherever he went. Realizing that no one is home and I am locked here my panic increases. Calming myself I look for my phone and headphones, songs always help me to overcome the sound of thunderstorms. I find my phone on the side table of my bed and earphones on the top drawer of the table. Before I could connect the headphones and play the song, I heard another thunderstorm and I started to cry harder. With shaking hands and legs I somehow head towards the closet to avoid the sound of a thunderstorm, connect the earphones, and let the music take over my mind.
Suddenly the lights went off, maybe due to the thunderstorm. I start to hyperventilate. Sitting in the corner of my closet, I bring my legs to my chest and keep my head on my legs. I start shaking and counting to ten. It used to help me in London although I hardly had any panic attacks since I left Mumbai. My blood was pounding in my ears. My vision started to disfigure as if I was looking through a fish-eye lens. I can't move, I feel like I am choking. I start shivering and find it really difficult to keep my eyes open. I hear the sound of the door opening and a blurred image of a figure kneeling in front of me. Before I could see the face clearly, my vision gave up and darkness consumed me.
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I wake up and adjust my eyesight to the light in the room. I notice my surroundings and realize I am in my room. I try to get up but I am stopped by the weight on my right hand and see Abhimanyu sleeping on a chair next to my bed holding my hands.
He looks very uncomfortable in the small chair. His hair is all over the place and dark circles are clearly visible in his eyes. As if he felt my gaze on him he stirs from his sleep and rubs his eyes with his free hand. He sits straight once he sees that I am awake.
"How are you feeling?" he asks.
I look at him trying to understand the reason for his question. Suddenly last night events came crashing down on me and I realized that it was Abhimanyu who came to rescue me. Before I could feel grateful for him coming on time I remembered the reason I had a panic attack in the first place he locked me in the room.
Ignoring his question I remove my hand and start to get up.
"Don't get up, the doctor asked you to rest for a day or two" he said pleadingly loosely gripping my arms.
"I need to pee," I say and get up from the bed, shrugging his hands away from my arms.
I finish my business in the washroom and come back to the room. I notice Abhimanyu still sitting in the chair. He gets up from the chair seeing me back in the room. I choose to ignore him and take out my clothes before I can go and take the shower.
"Um... I'll ask someone to bring breakfast in the room," Abhimanyu says and leaves the room without waiting for a response.
I see the breakfast trolley kept next to my bed as I come out of my short shower. I make myself comfortable on the bed sitting in a lotus position. I take some omelets and toast on a plate and start eating. I finish my breakfast with a glass of orange juice. I keep the plates and glass on the trolly lay on the bed and prepare to sleep.
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عاطفيةMeet Ishita Malhotra who has a secret and tragic past that led her to leave Mumbai the city she lived in since birth for London. Three years later, she is back in Mumbai and gets to know that she has been arranged to be married Meet Abhimanyu Saxe...