Barbaadiyan (Completed✅)

"Twenty Eight"

"Shit"he cursed, rushing towards me,taking my red and blue hand in his hand, worrying, wiping my face, stealing away all the pain from my mind, filling it with happiness, when my mind reminded me he cares.

"What the fuck wre you upto" he said taking me to the bed making me sit on it while he himself rushed towards the first aid, i smiled internally,he cares.

Taking my hand on his lap he sat beside me, applying the tube on my hand, he blew on it.

"I just wanted to talk to you,"I said , staring at him whose attention was on my hand.

"What do u wanna talk to me?" He asked making me mute and dumb, i saw hadi u didn't killed him, ik u r a good man, i don't want to leave u this time Manik, plzz forgive me, for playing with ur feelings. All this came to mind but the thing that escaped my mouth was "manik....m sorry" he looked at Me confused.

I took my other hand up his face, keeping my palm on his cheek softly as I stroked his skin with my thumb, he stiffened.

And frowned at me narrowing his eyes at me, "Manik please could you forgive -"he jerked my hand away which he was holding as he stood up, my eyes teared up, gulping the heavy lump in throat i looked at him again, who ran a frustrated hand on his hairs.

I waited for an answer.

An abuse.

Or something.

I wanted him to lash at me, but he didn't!

All he did was turn and walk into the washroom, and the next few minutes passed in silence as I sat there numb.

I pushed myself up as soon as I heard the shower running sound, his wound!

He was so foolish or idiot to wet his wound up, I rushed inside the washroom opening the unbolted door. He stood there under shower , his T-shirt gone, his sweat pants hanging on his hips, his wound!

Wound!!

That's what my eyes looked up for.

The band aid on it was waterproof.

But still he shouldn't wet it up.

So i walked towards him, "Manik you shouldn't be wetting your wound"

I said, no response, his eyes closed and head tilted towards the ceiling.

I said again but no response so i decided to go between him and the wall turning off the shower.

Trying my best to not get drenched in the water I stepped between him and the shower knob, twisting it and I turned it off.

And sighed,I turned only to find a pair of black eyes staring at me, this time his lips pressed in a straight line as he moved closer to, pinning me to the wall.

"What the fuck is your problem"he gritted and twisted the knob beside me opening it, making the water fall on us both.

I said nothing, stared at him.

Please Manik can we try this again!

Can you give me another chance? I was immature and foolish then, please give me another chance!

Would you?

That's what I wanna ask him, but i can't the guilt in me is not letting me, saying i don't deserve me, he stared in my eyes for few moments, then took his eyes on my lips, i saw him gulping, his chest heaving,which made me held the hem of my dress in nervousness.

But he stepped back, and for a moment I felt alone, broken, his proximity was driving me crazy but I wanted it.

He held my hand as soon as I subconsciously stepped  forward, and pulled me, towards him snaking his hand around my waist.