I was actually very happy as I didn't have to go to Suman's place because I knew it was going to be awkward for me.
I asked Alisha if she wanted to have something but she wanted to be sober at that moment. She replied, "Let the right moment come. I'll get drunk." I was holding her hand and was coming out of the club. We had reached the door and were taking the stairs to go out on the road. Suddenly, a man jostled and went by her. I thought this was due to the rush. She left my hand, then she shouted on that man to stop.
She went closer to that man and gave him a tight slap and started beating him, in front of the whole crowd. I was amazed at the scene.
I knew Alisha was a strong and a brave girl, but a jostle can't turn her on for such violence. I promptly reached there and held her. I picked her up and took her a step away from that man. She was still trying to get back to that man and just kill him. The man was bleeding from his nose. He started shouting, "What the hell are you doing? What did I do?"Alisha's temper got boomed. She pushed me back and went to him and slammed a hard punch on his face saying,
"I will not tell you what happened. You better beg for forgiveness".The man was fallen on the road and Alisha was constantly hitting her. I again reached her and picked her back. This time I shouted on her, "What the hell are you doing Alisha? This man will die."
"He must die for what he has done?" she replied promptly in a much louder voice than mine.
"But what has he done?" I asked holding her shoulder.Her breathing had become faster. Her eyes contained tears. She had already started to cry, while she began to speak, "This bastard, caught my ass while he jostled me."
The man started pretending to be nice. He said, "This girl has gone mad. She is speaking shit. I didn't do anything like that. I have a family. I don't do this kind of things. I am a reputed man."
I was still silent and was watching the incidents happening over there. The man again started blaming Alisha, while I was holding Alisha in my arms and was consoling her. He said,
"I am very familiar with this kind of girls. They target people like us and then creates this kind of scene to earn money. I am sure she is a slut and this man is her dealer."His statement boiled my blood and so did happen to Alisha. She left me and tried to reach that man to kill him. I pulled her back and went forward to hit that guy. I reached closer to him, held his collar and threw him on the ground. I started descending his life with the shower of punches on his face and on his chest. He was bleeding through his mouth. Suddenly, his friends came on a jeep. Two of them caught me and the other started hitting me.
Alisha came running to me and tried to protect me. She tried everything, but she couldn't save me. They also slapped her, while she was begging for my life. The scoundrel who had misbehaved with Alisha had now arrived into his original avatar. He was screaming and telling people that he had done a proud job. And these kinds of girls should be treated in the same way. He went closer to Alisha and said,
"What do you think of yourself you will be getting respect for showing your butt to everyone? Girls like you provoke us and then you say that we raped you." That bastard was holding Alisha's chin and was hurting her when suddenly the cops infiltrated the club. The cops rescued me and her from their clench and slapped that scoundrel as the club manager had told them everything on the call. But this honesty of the cops lasted only until the disclosure of the identity of that scoundrel.The inspector was dragging the man to the police jeep by his collar, but what happened next increased our troubles. While the guy was alone, he was pretending to be good but he raised his hands only when all his friends had arrived. The man gave a tight slap to the police inspector. The Inspector got scattered on the road. Some constables helped the officer to retrieve, while others reached to catch that man. Before they could touch the man, he shouted on them saying,
"If you don't want your mother and sisters to be sluts then just get the hell out of this place".
The police got tangled listening to him. The inspector got up with a lot of furiousness, screaming at that scoundrel. I was left free by this time. Nobody was holding me and Alisha. I was bleeding from my mouth. My nose was broken and there were no other injuries. Alisha was crying and was wiping the blood from my chin. Meantime, when the officer went back to hit that man, the man said, "You know who is my father?"
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Only You.....Just You.....
RomanceA True Love story turned to fiction. "Only You.....Just You....." is the story of finding love, finding passion, and separation. This story is written in my point of view, portraying myself as Nikhil Raj in this Love story. So don't get confused.