She who suffers..

Chapter-5

VANSH'S POV:-

"...ugh" I couldn't ignore it, the way he is being harsh is showing how cruel he would act with goons and criminals..

"Oh! I see, you do feel pain..I just wanted to listen an expression from you" he said while cleaning my wound..

"You did this intentionally, haa?" I ask him with my pointed brow and corner eyeball.."What do you think?"..aww! he is giggling, nevermind he is asking for his own death..

"Let me make you listen my expression" I raised my free hand to clutch his arm.."No! No boss, I have to join today"..I twisted his arm making him fall back on the bed.."Aaaah! Vansh" he cried as I was standing before him with his arms still in my grip..

🎶🎶🎶

So love me like you do, lo-lo-love me like you do
Love me like you do, lo-lo-love me like you do
Touch me like you do, to-to-touch me like you do
What are you waiting for?

🎶🎶🎶

"Whose that, let me see, it can be an important one" his phone made voice between our happy fight and I left him.."Okay! this phone call saved you"..I said him while moving infront of the mirror to clean up my wound myself..

"Oh! it's just an alarm" he chuckled after switching the voice off, "Really! what is THE important work that you have to finish this early morning" I asked him while continuing in my work.."This one was for sending 'Good morning' message to Roshni" he said proudly, what a cringe, huff!..

"So why didn't you send it" I asked while opening the closest so to put my stuff in.."It is sent already this was just a reminder that the job is done" he replied while holding the bed sheet and cover..

"Oh, you finally grew up in using phone, thanks to your girls" I chuckled.."Mind your tongue, Vansh" he said with his deadly stare supporting..

"Okay! okay! as you know, that I'm Dr. Vishal Malhotra right, so..." I changed the topic but he interrupted me.."Ofcourse! I know a doctor who doesn't even know that a wound shouldn't stay open for a long time, it can get worse" he started again, "C'mon dude, just leave it now and tell me how to become Dr. Vishal Malhotra" I asked him while got my clothes to get change after bath..

"I do have an idea..but for that, one of us has to get injured" he started it again.."Cut out this nonsense and come to the point" I can't tolerate this anymore, I took my phone and ordered something to eat from swiggy.."Hey, what are you doing? where are you going?" he asked..

"Going to take a bath, wanna come!?" I replied while closing the bathroom door.."Don't you want to hear my idea" he asked while I looked around the bathroom..actually I know what he would've thought..

"No, you very well know that I never plead before anyone" I replied, "Alright" he said..

After bath

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

"Whose that" was he asking me or talking in air.."Go get the food" I replied anyway.."what about the bill" he asked while opening the door.."I already paid it"..

"Aaaaaaaa! waah!" he exclaimed while opening the main door, honestly his house rather this hall cum room is a perfect example of adjustment, yes literally, this is just a big room where a king size bed is placed in the middle and almirah tucked in the right wall and curtains hanging over the large glass wall though he calls them windows..

A sofa and table placed near the bed and mirror placed aside of the front door..bathroom and kitchen literally adjusted in the corner of right wall just aside the sofa, not only this, his dumbbells lying here and there on the floor..the shelf which he called his kitchen had some utensils and an induction placed and this, the irritating punching bag hanging from the ceiling always interrupting and punching hard whenever crossed.. and the weirdest thing is the air conditioner..it is placed at the upside of the front door and our files and some notes are adjusted in kitchen, yes that's true under this one important shelf , honestly he has made this small rather smallest place a mess..

"Good morning sir, here is your order..hope you like it, please rate the product"..a delivery girl said in one go and this man was looking at her continuously leaning along the wall and I was sure what is he going to do next..

"Hey beautiful, why in hurry" huhhh! he started.."Sir I have more orders to deliver" she replied frustratingly, but this idiot won't understand it, "Oh! what's your name pretty lady" he asked her, oh god he is a dumbo, she is not even giving him a straight look but still he is trying to flirt with her..

"My name is Rose.." before she would say any further, a burst of laughter escaped my mouth and Shekhar looked at me with the same deadly stare..I had to zip my lips back..

"You may leave, thanks" he said and shut the door hard..Honestly this was the perfect reply for him..I couldn't control my laughter as 'ROSE' was the girl who he recently broke up with, but that's fine..he changes his girls just like I change my phone numbers..

"Shut up!" he said..I somehow controlled my laughter.."Let's have it and please tell me the plan" he said while opening this stuff.."Hmm"..

"Don't you have something to boil water in" I asked him while switching off the bathroom light and entering the one-shelf kitchen.."Yes I do but you have to wash the pan, will you?" he asked me.."Nevermind" I replied and went toward him..

"Man, your wife will be truly blessed" he exclaimed while I picked up his coffee mug, rather Alisha's Disneyland Steel mug with plastic handle..he is such a cheap, he took it from her in the place of that pink dinosaur soft toy which sleeps with everyday..

"Hey! that's my mug, what are you doing with it, Vaaaa" he stammered while I placed the mug on the induction plate and pour water in it..switching the plate to boil..while he was standing beside with open mouth..

"What" I asked.."I was wrong, your wife..your wife, she'll be the most..." Before he could say anything I switched off the induction.."Done! What were you saying" I asked while picking up the mug, it's base got bit brownish coz it was not apt for induction plate to place on, but nevermind..I went towards the sofa leaving him stand dumbfounded..

I kept the mug near sofa on the tiled floor as it was hot and glass could get cracked by the burning contact coz this is Mr. Shekhar's table, it is far more sensitive than normal glass table..I went to the drawer next to the bed.."Wow it's good you are going to affect the beauty of my stuff, fine but remember, Every dog has a day bro" he said while sitting hard on the sofa and opening the foils of the packed ones..honestly 'the beauty of my stuff' made me chuckle when I got my instant noodles cup out from the drawer..

"Chill bro!" I said while opening the lid of the noodles cup.."Really, you ordered salad for me and you yourself going to have instant noodles..wait, from when you started having junk" he asked while I sat beside him, picking up the boiled water mug..

"From last night" I answered absentmindedly. "Aaaaaa?" he asked confused..for a minute I was also suprised by my answer.."You ask a lot of questions, so annoying, this salad is for someone else..I ordered fried rice for you, gulp them in and seal this one properly or use a stapler instead" I said while sipping the noodles..

"Okay! But for whom" he asked but immediately placed his finger on his lips just like good students do, as I cornered my eyeballs towards him..I kinda liked this.."You'll get to know soon" I chuckled..

For whom is 'salad' for?

How will he become Dr. Vishal Malhotra?

Who is this man, Vansh or Vishal?
What is he going to do next?

Hlo readers, I know that you would be eager to know more and more about the characters..
Honestly, I too want them to get revealed asap..though I leave each one of you in suspence and blind guesses..but believe me this suspense and eagerness will definitely be loved by you yourself in next chapters..

Hope you like this one..
Do share!comment and follow!