She who suffers..

Chapter-3

VANSH'S POV:-

"No! No!noo.."she was screaming with her hands roaming in the air with no specific motion..

"MUSKAAN!!" my voice echoed in the gloomy street and she was shocked for a moment but what happened next was a true surprise for me..

She looked up in my eyes..her puffed red eyes made me to leave her hands..she made a quick move with her hands thumbing on my chest with her head on my shoulder..though it ached a bit but I ignored..

She was sobbing hard and I was stilled for a moment..no other girl had ever hugged me this way..I wasn't able to think for a moment..

I managed to hug her back..only I know how hesitant I was, in slow motion I placed my one hand behind her head and the other at her back..those soft hairs touched me and I felt a bit comfy..

"Easy..easy..relax Muskaan! stop crying.." I was speaking softly patting her head, the same way as I does with Alisa whenever she is upset..

"Hnmm" a bit relaxing yet soft sound  stopped me, she wasn't sobbing anymore..all of a sudden, she stepped back..she breathed hard, looking down with her eyeballs continuously moving she was holding her hairs with both her hands frustratingly..

"Am..I'm sorry..sorry sir for troubling you"..with no other minute she was standing erect with her head down just like before..she gor toppled as she tried to step forward for the store..

"Watch out!" It was instant but she managed to hold the glass door which was just at an arm distance..I stepped forward to help her but she pushed the door hard with both her hands together..

I wanted to help her but she entered in..showing no futher emotion and sat on her chair..I wanted to help her..but   then I felt that it would be better to leave her alone..

I don't know why my heart was aching..seeing her through the glass door while engaging my hands in picking my stuff at the entrance..

She was sitting on her chair looking at her elbows..I stood up when I was done with my stuff..all of a sudden, she leaned downwards and pulled her jeans up a bit..I stepped in without any hesitation..

"Don't touch it, it'll hurt" god knows why and how I just commanded her..she looked at me while I put my things on the counter and stepped across looking at her bruises placing my coat on the stool nearby..I entered the small space and sat with one of my knee bending on the floor and on the other, I placed her foot while she was looking at me continuously..

Her ankle was scratched backwardly..with blood almost clotted on it.."Let it be sir!! pleaa....." she was about to say something but the moment I looked up she startled..

"Please tell me, where is First-aid" though I think I said softly but by her reaction I doubt, she simply raised her arm and pointed towards the drawer nearby..

"Stay still!" I said her while pulling off the drawer..I took a transparent box out precisely the reused fruitcake box..I don't know how I turned to a soft and careful one..maybe she was hurt that's why..

I opened that box but my eyes were finding something else..she gave me her water-bottle placed on the counter..I grabbed it from her..I soaked some cotton in water to clean her bruise..

Taking another ball of cotton I asked for her elbows..she placed her hand on mine..it was all silence around..I cleaned her next elbow in a minute..

"Bear with it" I said while putting antiseptic on her wound.."Aaahhh" she cried while holding my shoulder which reflexed with getting my eyes closed hard and clenching my jaw..

"Are you okay?" she asked taking her hand off..I nodded while putting on the band-aid..I wayed my hand for her to keep her elbow on it..

I applied antiseptic on both her elbows and bit of her hands too..she closed her eyes in pain.."Done" I said and she opened her eyes slow..for a moment I thought if something is there on my face coz she kept on gazing at me..

I cleared my throat..she got disturbed and turned with her chair to the counter..I stood up, took my coat and stepped out at the front..she started opening her book.."Thank you" she said but this time she looked at me and smiled..

I was looking at her.."Keep smiling! It suits you well" god knows how, but I passed a compliment that too a girl..she blushed and her puffed eyelids curved with her big smile facing her book..

I took up my things and stepped toward gate..with my eyeballs touching corner I saw her looking at me..I stopped just before the door..I turned and she instantly dropped her head down..

I smiled with all my heart..I don't know when was the last time when I felt this good..I think it would be probably sometime with my girlfriend..

"Good luck for your exam" I said and turned with pushing the door, her reflection was visible on the door when she smiled and was looking at me..

I left for home..it was around three and I was sleepy and tired..the journey, then all the way from airport to home and now, it was all so exhausting..huff!!

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Next morning:-

🎶🎶
Ay! Ay! Ay!
I'm your little butterfly
Green, black and blue,
Make the colours in the sky
Ay! Ay! Ay!..
🎶🎶

"Oh C'mon Alisa..you must be sleeping right now..why are you calling now" I was mumbling in sleep..

Beep! Beep! Beep!! Open the door idiot!!
Beep! Beep! Beep!! Open the door idiot!!

The door bell rang and I pulled a cushion and placed it on my ear..it was so irritating..

🎶🎶
Ay! Ay! Ay!
I'm your little butterfly
Green, black and blue,
Make the colours in the sky
Ay! Ay! Ay!..
🎶🎶

"Heeelllllooooo!!" I stuttered..placing my phone on my ears, still sleeping..
"VANSH! YOU GORILLA! OPEN THE DOOR! MORON!! GET UP!!" These noisy words can only be shooted by that jerk..I got up in a sec by his growls..

"Coming!" I said stepping out of the bed, got my slippers on and walked to open the door..

Beep! Beep! Beep!! Open the door idiot!!
Beep! Beep! Beep!! Open the door idiot!!

"Coming! Just a minute" I opened the door.."Aaahhh!! that was an epic punch dude!!"..

Who was at the door?

Why does Vansh called him Jerk?

What happened to Vansh when he was out from the Airport for home?

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