Heartless Husband

-chapter four-

"Chaos has come once again"
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"You were a good daughter but now be a good wife."

"Obey all the words that your husband says."

"Don't speak until he says so."

"Don't try to provoke your husband. He is Abhimanyu Rajvansh."

Vedika's eyes snapped open before she sat up on her bed. Her breathing rigid. Abhimanyu Rajvansh. The name still echoed in her ears like a mantra. It was almost fours years and yet he seemed to never leave her. Her life. Her mind. Her body. Her soul. All seemed to be captive by him and somewhere Vedika was aware that he will never leave when the constant remainder of him was with her. Sleeping peacefully beside her and completely unaware of the world.

She got up from the bed and focused out of the dim lighted room. Vedika was someone who was never able to sleep in a dark room because darkness scared her. The doorbell rang and then came the sound of knocks, breaking her chain of thoughts. She wondered who could be at this time. She rarely had visitors and when she did, it was either Tanveer or her mother. The square shaped clock hanging on the wall had read 12 and then there was no- Vedika focused back on the wall. 12- the time of ghosts.

Another knock came through and she picked whatever the first thing that came into her hand before handing towards the door, carefully. "Is someone there?" she asked.

'Such a sane question to ask from the person knocking outside .Of course someone is there, Vedika. Stop being ridiculous'

Opening the door, she never expected the sight in front of her. A gasp left her mouth as she stood shocked. "Abhimanyu." His name escaped from her mouth like a fragile snowflake. He lowly groaned in pain as she saw blood scattered on his white shirt. His eyes were heavy and Vedika didn't know what came into her mind but she raised her arm, wrapping around his neck and the other gripping his bicep and pulling him inside her house.

"Who did this to you?" she murmured as his body dropped on the tiled floor covered by the rug. He didn't answer. He couldn't as she saw blood trailing from his temple. His eyelids threatening to drop close anytime and it rose panic in her chest.

"Don't close your eyes... please stay awake... please," she pleaded softly as her heart clenched looking at him. It was unfair of her to worry about the man who destroyed her life and here she was saving his life. Guilt swept over her but she ignored it.

He maybe heartless but she wasn't.

She thought as she inhaled deeply before unbuttoning his shirt slowly. His bronze skin had a slit of a sharp knife, she realized as she saw the wound on his chest, the other cut on his left arm. The blood making her nausea as Vedika struggled to maintain her breath. 'I can do this... I can do this... I can' she prayed in her mind, looking at his face.

"Stay with me..." she reached out for the first-aid kit box from the kitchen closet before settling beside him. "Please God, I can't see let this man die," she half-yelled, her hands trembling badly when she placed the cotton wool on the cut. Why was he losing so much of a blood? Vedika wondered but the cut on his chest was deep.

For once she cared about nothing but stopping the blood yet why? It was a question which she didn't had a answer herself.

Vedika cleaned the blood as buds cotton after another followed, soaked up in his blood. Stitching the wound, she lifted her lashes up to find his eyes closed and she realized that he had already fallen unconscious.