HIS DARK LOVE

helping him

imagine  our  heroine in this  dress  but not  her...becoz  she  is  very  beautiful  as  per  our  story  our  heroine is  average  looking

she  is  my  fvrt  i  like  her  in  kumkum  bhagya...

adthiya  pov:

"I told you to leave," I said with an angry voice. She flinched at my tone and looked at me for a few seconds, not at my face, but at my injured arm. With that, she moved away. After a while, the rain started to pour out like a typical rain, but one full of thunder and lightning. There hadn't been any vehicles around for the last hour. The pain in my right hand was intensifying, and I could barely stand due to the effects of the drugs.

After some time, I heard the familiar sound of her anklet. I turned to see her running toward me, completely drenched in the rain. As she reached me, she was breathing heavily from running, trying to calm herself while patting her chest. 

Then she looked at me and said, "I told you there are no vehicles in this area. Please come with me; it's getting dark. Your wound is bleeding continuously. You know people are dying for blood to treat their diseases, and here you are wasting your precious blood because of your stubbornness. " 

She was asking me to come with her in a very soft voice.

"Why should I trust you? " I asked in a calm voice.

She glanced at my wound for a moment, then said thoughtfully, "I won't report you to the police. . . you can trust me. "

"Oh, this foolish girl thinks the police would arrest me. If she really knew me, she wouldn't dare come near me. . . the police are also on my side," he thought.

The drug was taking its toll and I couldn't endure its effects much longer and needed to rest. Otherwise, it would surely damage my brain. . . and my mobile was also missing.

"Okay, I'll come with you, but don't ask about me," I instructed. She nodded.

"Come," she said. I took a step forward to follow her, but lost my balance. Before I fell, she wrapped her arm around my shoulder and grasped my hip, though her small hands struggled to support me fully.

"Hold my shoulder tightly," she said. i looked down to see her face her face merely reached my  chest...i gripped her waist tightly...her eyes looked at me with shock...but she didn't say anything....

"Hmm. . . is your house nearby? "

"No. . . we have to walk for a few minutes," she replied. We moved together, supporting each other. I realized she wouldn't be able to hold my weight for long; she walked with difficulty while helping me. After a while, we approached a bicycle.

"What's this? " I asked, eyeing it.

"Actually, my house is just a bit further away. You won't be able to walk that distance, so this is our only option," she explained softly, looking into my eyes as she continued to support me. We locked eyes until I winced in pain, "ah ah. "

"Oh, come on; it's going to get dark, please," she pleaded. I didn't understand why she was begging me when I was the one in pain.