Ishita fluttered her eyes open to consciousness, as she found nothing but white walls in front of her, a patient monitor to her right, and a drip on her right hand, while she was made to lay on the bed, confused as to why she was here.
She looked around, trying to find someone who could help her answer some of the questions currently in her mind. Suddenly, a nurse entered, as she sighed in relief, opening her mouth to speak immediately.
"Excuse me, main yahan, kaise pahaunchi, kahan hoon main....kaun, kaun laaya mujhe....i...Mera sarr..." ishita was clearly flustered, only to halt speaking due to the pounding pain in her head, as she tightly held onto it, squeezing her eyes shut.
"Dekhiye, aap please shaant ho jaiye. Bahar baitha hai koi aapke liye main unhe bola deti hoon, aur painkillers laa deti hoon, you just try to relax, dimaag pe zyada zor mat dijiye apne." informed the nurse calmly, trying to get her to relax, which ishita nodded in agreement to cooperatively.
The nurse walked out, leaving the door open, as it was only a matter of seconds before someone else entered. She opened her eyes to see whose footsteps she heard approaching towards her, as a man, average heighted, in a black pant, and black shirt entered inside from what she could make out. It was only when she turned to her left, to the stool where he took his seat.
She looked up to find a face she recognised before and she was not happy to see him.
"Tum? Varun, kya kar rahe ho yahan tum?" questioned ishita, as she was still very discomforted from the pain in her head.
"Ishita, yeh kya kiya tumne.....i mean, kartik ke baarein mein toh socha hota...." attempted varun to express what seemed to be somewhat of a concern for her.
A perplexed ishita though, could only look at him in a completely puzzled face.
"What, do you mean? Kya, hua kya hai mere saath!" exclaimed ishita, as varun looked at her with complete disbelief.
"Ishita, you tried to, commit suicide....tumne apni nass kaatli..." pointed varun to the cut on her left wrist, as she was left utterly baffled.
"What! I did not! No...i..mujhe kuch yaad nahi aa raha hai, but i know main..." attempted ishita to gather any of the memories but her brain seemed to have deceived her at this moment when she needed it the most.
"Ishita, i know you have not been doing well since our separation, but...." attempted varun to offer what now seemed like sympathy, but she was clearly not in the need of that at the moment.
"Kartik kahan hai!" interrupted ishita him mid sentence, as she got up, leaving him completely confused.
"Ishita, tumhe, aaram ki..." attempted varun to get her to lay on the bed again.
"Leave me alone, varun!" yelled ishita, as varun was taken aback.
"You know what, i get it, why you'd be mad at me, hamara rishta bahaut ache haalat mein nahi khatam hua but, if you seriously don't want me in your life anymore, atleast get a new emergency contact..." stated varun bluntly, as he walked out of the ward, as ishita just sat on the bed with her facepalmed at her current situation, clearly there was just too much than she could take.
***
Purvi woke up in her bedroom, as she was completely panicked, convinced she was probably not going to be alone in the home. As the panic and breathless gasps seized her, she got up and started to look around for where the attacker might be now. She looked around, walking in slow steps, eyeing every corner in sight, only for her to find a completely empty hall, kitchen, dinning room, and even the other room. Not to mention, the bathrooms which were locked from the outside, clearly indicating no possibility of anyone to be inside.
She was still not convinced though, so she decided to open the bathroom, and when she switched on the light, she was completely horrified, by the sight of a mummy tied to her shower, which was left running.
She gasped in horror, as she ran out of her house immediately, only for her to bump into a neighbour, waiting for the elevator.
"Purvi, kya hua?" questioned the lady, in her 40s at maximum.
The horrified purvi, could just pound heavy breaths, while pointing to the inside, as the suspicious neighbor held onto her hand, and came inside with her.
Purvi dragged her to the bathroom, as the neighbour was left completely confused, with nothing but a running shower in her sight.
Purvi, was beyond scared at this point, not to mention startled, at what had been happening to her since the start of the day.
***
Kavin reached his office somehow, driving in the very startled state of mind he was in. He was about to punch his card in to time his beginning of the workday, when the receptionist looked up from her computer monitor.
"boss wants to see you." she stated pointing to him, getting to work immediately afterwards.
Kavin let out a sigh of lethargy, before he walked to the boss' cabin, knocking before coming inside.
"so, kavin, kab aayega woh din jab time pe saware darshan doge?" questioned the boss, as he looked up from the file he was reading.
Kavin just looked down, not wanting to talk back, resisting the enraging urge that stemmed in him very temptingly from all the pilled up frustration inside.
"look kavin, i get it, you are getting divorced, but, come on man, there's only so much i can be understanding about...ok? don't do this again, i would hate to be the one taking your job away when clearly things are difficult for you. am i clear?" stated the boss, as kavin quietly nodded, fuming inside, leaving the cabin right away.
His mind still horrified from the sight he saw at the road today, was what he saw, all a lie?
***
Dushyant stood by the office's cafeteria's coffee machine, as he poured himself another cup of coffee, while he rubbed his eyes, tired and frustrated. It was only when his cup was full, his phone buzzed for a message notification.
He slid it out of his pant pocket, unlock his phone and only to be surprised by the reveal, that he was added to a whatsapp group.
He checked to see the contacts that were members of the group, shocked to find kavin, and then ishita and purvi, but what seemed to be the most irksome, was the unknown number that had been sending these threats and what had been the call he received this morning.
the string of texts came in immediately, the rest three messaging angrily, 'who are you?'
No response came, but a video by the unknown sender. Dushyant immediately walked out of there and locked himself in the men's washroom nearby, to then play the video.
It was not long, with nothing but the initial 3 seconds being nothing but a black background, completely dark, only for the 5 second mark to reveal a dark night at a forest, only for loud gunshot sound to pop out of nowhere, and then the video concluded with a deadbody's image appearing.
The group went silent, all of them clearly revealing that they knew exactly whose body it was.
His phone buzzed, as another text came from the unknown blackmailer.
'you see, i'm not joking. i know what you did that night, and i'm not afraid to tell if you don't listen to me.' read the text, leaving them horrified.
'so when i tell you to do something here, you should listen.'
Read the final text, as all of them were starting to realise that they were in enormous trouble they won't be getting out of soon.
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One of us is lying
FanfictionA mistake made 8 years ago, comes back to haunt purvi, kavin, dushyant and ishita, as they are blackmailed, attacked in life-threatening ways, while they have to come together to overcome these obstacles, they are forced address their own past misun...
