Kyon Nahi ✓ || (neirohi)

27. hung over

27. hung over

"Don't go,"

"Neil,"

"Please don't go,"

Aarohi sighed but she tucked herself back in the arms of Neil, and he wrapped his arms around her warm figure, resting his head on her hair. She could feel his heartbeats, his rhythmic breathing calming her anxious running mind and his cold fingers, tracing circles on her bare back, his kisses like a warm sunrays in the midst of a cold shivering day. This felt more like a dream to her, more like a happy, unreal dream and Aarohi was scared that soon she would have to wake up and face her reality.

"Would it be stupid if I said that I don't want you to go?" Neil whispered, their breathing was the only sound audible in the dark room, and Aarohi felt her heart flipping when she heard him say words she never liked.

She did not do commitments because she was scared, she was scared to lose it all. She turned, the past, the blood, the scars haunting her again.

"I am being clingy, aren't I?" He asked, pulling her closer, wrapping his hands around her stomach. "I know you don't do commitments, but can't you make an exception?"

Aarohi felt teary eyed, and shut her eyes when she felt Neil soft breath on her neck, she held his hand. "Main ye nahi kar sakti Neil," She whispered, every moment felt like a constant stab in her heart, like thousands of needles pricking her heart every time she remembered the dead. "Main woh sab wapas nahi seh sakti," She cried, and sniffed, gulping down her pain. "Main wapas kisi apne ko mara hua nahi dekh sakti..."

When her warm tear fell on his cold hand, Neil's senses froze, he had not expected Aarohi's reason of not getting attached to be the fear of seeing her loved ones dead. He thought that she probably did not like to get too messy with relationships and love, but the fact that she was scared to love only because she did not want to see anyone dead again. The pain of losing parents and the fact that she had seen their dead lifeless bodies must have stuck with her.

Neil did not speak anything, nothing in fact as he let her be, he knew that Aarohi did not like being consoled, she just wanted to be heard and he did that. He placed his head on hers, wrapping his arms around her, as Aarohi felt assured that he was listening.

"Mom Dad toh chale gaye," She said, eyes shut, and kept breathing softly, "and hum teen sirf anaath nahi hue," A tear escaped her eye again, "hum baccho se badhe ho gaye, bas ek minute main, hum bade ho gaye. Kairav bhaiya ne apna bachpan bhula diya, Akshu ne saara blame apne aap pe daal kar humare hisse ka dukh le liya aur maine, maine kasam le li, kisi aur se itna pyaar nahi karungi, kabhi nahi karungi." She felt the dreadful and empty feeling envelope her again, her heart sank as she remembered the incident very clearly.

Lifeless bodies of her sweet, beautiful parents, bloody and dead.

"Mumma?" Little Akshara had arrived from school, and ran towards the dead bodies of her parents, "Papa!"

They tried holding her, but she escaped from their clutches, and shook her parents, while Aarohi who was down with fever that day was standing aside, numb and silent as Akshara's crying and yelling resonated in the house. Kairav was the only one who stepped forward and hugged Akshara and they cried in each other's arms while Aarohi looked at her parents'.

They were supposed to go to Akshara's school competition and come home to tend to her, did they not know she was sick? Did they not know how she would not take her meds if they did not feed her with their pampering?

Akhilesh's hands were around the little girl, Aarohi looked at her AG, he was crying too, in fact they were all crying and bitterly their tears touched the ground.