Wishpered Promises Of LoVE

Déjà vu

Rehan's POV:
    The late night walk sometimes can be so beautiful. The gentle breeze caressing your face...while the sweet smell of the flower is constantly hitting your nostrils. The feeling is just amazing.
   But the weird part is everything is dark out here...there are not even street lights out here.
  Although for some unknown reason the darkness didn't seem uncomfortable to me. Wait...wait...wait, why am I here...at this late night?
   Questions started flooding my mind,"How did I end up in here? When did I come here? And why did I come here? Why was I walking on an unknown deserted road...at this hour...that too all alone?"
   I would not lie about the fact that...at this moment I was feeling a bit scared. I mean come on, who would not...if they suddenly find themselves in the middle of a deserted road...where darkness is consuming everything.
   I looked here and there to find my car...with which I must have come here and then forgot why I came here.
    Yeah, this might be the only case. I facepalmed myself over my own misfortune? How can someone be this careless like me? I don't even know where am I?
   Let me call Tu once...I'm sure she and Brolo will come and get me from here.  I am sure I am going to get a heavy scolding from Wild cat for my this careless attitude...and she is going to be very angry with me. What can she even do...when I am the irresponsible one?
   I deserve that...for being like this. I huffed angrily on my own behavior before inserting my left hand on my sweatpants pocket.
    "Wait, where is my phone?"I mumbled not getting ahold of it inside my pocket. I checked both of my pant's pocket once again...but to no avail.
   My phone was not with me..where did it suddenly disappear?
   "Did I drop it somewhere or did I not bring it with me in the first place?"I questioned myself trying to remember where I last kept my phone.
   But I couldn't remember a single thing about that device...*(Frustrated sigh)*...what more can I expect from a forgetful person like me? I could not help but curse myself for the situation to be like this.
   "Gosh! What time is it?"I looked towards my wrist to find my watch missing as well.
   "Now where the heck this watch go? What is happening with me?" I groaned in utter annoyance...rubbing my face with both of my palms.
   I don't even know why I am where I am?
   I looked in front of myself only to see the endless road in front of me...both the sides of the road was covered with trees...which were too dense, giving the vibe of a jungle.
   Over my head the sky had covered itself in the dark sheets...which made the darkness more prominent. The only source of a little light was the moon...the half moon that was glowing on the sky. Surprising enough, there was not even a single star on the sky. All the things made me remember the horror fics and movies I've watched till date.
   I could hear my own heart thudding against my ribcage...while I was gulping my saliva quite audibly. I cursed myself for the umpteenth time...not knowing what was I going to do?
   I don't think I'll be able to reach home today.
   I was drowned in my own thoughts...when a source of light was seen coming from a little faraway from where I currently was. A smile made its way to my lips..as I finally saw a hope...a hope of going back home. I sighed in relief while thanking GOD a million times in my head.
   I started running towards the direction from where the light was coming...I just didn't want to waste any other minute standing there.
   ....................
As I got closer, the surroundings around me started becoming more clear in my view.
   My brows crunched up in confusion as the surroundings seemed very familiar to me. I halted seeing a mansion in front of me...the light that guided me through here were the lights of this mansion.
   I contemplated on the matter whether it would be too rude to knock on the gate of the mansion at this hour or not?
   But I didn't have any choice other than this. I will just request them to lend me a phone so that I could contact my family. Yeah, they must not have any problem helping me this much.
    Keeping all my thoughts aside I knocked on the gate,"Is...is someone there? I need help. Can you please open the gate once?"I shouted a bit loudly... thinking what if the guard could not hear me.   
    But moments passed by without any response from the other end. It was drop dead silence all over. Strange! The guard didn't even ask me what was I doing herd?
    I again knocked...this time more harder than the last time. But it seemed futile as well. Nobody opened the gate...nor I heard anything from inside.
   But the mansion was lightened up with lights...indicating that people were in there.
    I sighed...maybe they just didn't want to interact with strangers. I was about to take a step to walk once again where the road will lead me to...when a heavy gust of wind started blowing.
   I closed my eyes as the dust particles started invading my vision...causing me to stumble on my own legs when I tried to take a step. I could not maintain my balance and my shoulder got hit with the gate really hard.
   I winced when the raw pain hit me. "Damn me!"I muttered underneath my breath...standing properly, my shoulder was aching as if my bone got crushed with something really hard. And why won't it? This damn gate...in anger I kicked on the gate...not that much hard though.
   The whole gate shook causing a loud metallic sound...but that was not what took me by surprise, rather the thing I saw next was the most surprising. Because I saw the pocket gate had opened...I don't know how it opened. It was locked literally a moment ago...till I kicked on the gate.
   The kick was not even that hard...did someone open it for me? I peeked inside the gate with a hope to see the watchman, who might have opened it for me.
   But I see no one...not even a fly was there...a watchman is a faraway matter. Then who opened this damn gate? I am not getting what is happening around?         
   Now this was certainly not normal..I looked here and there...as the creepy feeling seeped through my whole body. 
   My mind was telling me...that something was not right about this place. And as much as I wanted to run away from there...there was something pulling me inside the gate...I could feel a tug...a tug on my heart...as if there was something...very precious of mine inside the mansion, which I need to get.
   Within a minute I found myself walking inside...passing through the gate.
  As much as I was getting closer to the mansion every other thing seemed so familiar to me...as if...I have come here earlier as well. As if I have walked on this path that is leading me towards the mansion...before as well. As if I saw the garden beside me...before this time.
    I looked at the well furnished white villa...the tug on my heart felt more deeper this time. I felt a strong connection with this mansion...with every other thing around here.
   I was looking around....when I heard a series of giggles grabbing my attention. As I looked towards the main door of the mansion, it opened suddenly...and like a flash, a little boy came running out of the mansion. 
   The boy was not more than 4 to 5 years old, I guess. Soon after him, a lady also came out.
   "Baby, come here...and drink this milk quickly, sweetheart,"she called the boy towards her..very lovingly.
   But the notorious kid started running from one end to the other...pestering her by not drinking the milk.
   "Please mom, it tastes yuck,"the boy said in a displeased tone.
   "An Baby, you want to grow up quickly, don't you?"The lady asked him gently while she was proceeding towards him with cautious steps.
   "Yes, mom,"the boy stopped for a minute as eagerness could be clearly heard in his voice.  It seems he wants to grow up as early as he can.
   "Then you need to drink this milk. Otherwise, you will not be able to grow taller or stronger like Super man. Then how will you save the world, Baby?"She tried to cajole him with her sweet talks. I could not help but smile at this sweet interaction of the mother and son duo.
   I don't know why it feels as if I'm rewatching an already watched movie...why does it feel that I've seen this before as well? But how is that possible...when I don't even know them...or do I?
   I craned my neck to take a better look at them...but failed! As I was facing both of their backs.
   "But is there no other way for me to grow up early early... without drinking this?"The boy pointed his finger towards the milk glass...I guess.
   "Uhu...there is no other way,"the mother of the child shook her head in no...maybe the boy got sad a bit as he lowered his head...maybe he was thinking something.
   Is he thinking about finding some other shortcut to grow up earlier without having milk? Or maybe he was thinking of running off from here once again.
   The boy looked towards his mother,"Still I don't want it, mom. I will find some other way to grow up faster,"saying he again started running away from her...while giggling nonstop.
    Wait...how...how did I get to know what he was about to do? How did I think of the same things that he was? GOD! What is happening?
   I heard the lady huff...as she also started running behind him. And without much effort she caught ahold of him,"Caught ya,"she exclaimed in joy...making the boy to whine.
   "Now you will have to drink the milk, Mr.,"her voice sounded too happy...while I still could hear the boy whine who was begging his mother to not have the milk.
  "Ohho, wifey...don't trouble my son. Let him go,"here came a man in the picture...whom I could not see as well. Why they all are showing their backs at me? Oh, they might not have noticed me yet.
    "If I let your son go...then who will have the milk, you?"The lady asked him annoyedly.
   "No, sweetheart. You know that I hate milk,"the man said...with a not so impressive tone.
   "So does your son,"the  lady said leisurely.
   "Exactly, baby. That's why, I'm telling you to spare him from this milk torture. There are other delicious food to have other than this milk. It tastes yuck,"that man also said the same thing his son said awhile ago.
   "YOU? You're the one spoiling him"The lady was highly agitated now.
  "Baby, he is my only son,"the man said in a pleading tone.
   "Fine, I won't say anything neither to you...nor to your only son. Do whatever you both wish to do. Just don't talk with me...none of you,"she threatened them with a huff.
    Both the man and the boy started shaking their head...I guess they didn't want to upset her like this. And she left them there to get inside the mansion. Both the guys started to go behind her while apologizing.
   "Excuse me? I...I'm sorry to intervene you guys,"I finally thought of speaking out...as I also needed help here.
   But none of them heard me...nor they saw me, even when they just passed acoss me. I was utterly confused at their this behavior. And why the hell I can't see their faces clearly...it just seems blur even upto very close.
   Did I not clean the dust particles properly from then beforehand?  I again rubbed my eyes to clean them...before heading inside the mansion.
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Inside the mansion,
   the inside of the mansion seemed died down all of a sudden. Where all of them go out of the blue? They just came inside, right?
   At that very moment, the main door of the mansion opened, as someone yelled in excitement,"Look mommmmmm,  what did I get?"
    I saw the boy from earlier running inside the house...once again? Did not he just come inside awhile ago? But this time he was wearing a school uniform...while a small kitten was mewling in his hand.
   The kitten was very cute...I guess it fell from the stairs while playing...due to which it broke it's leg. How am I seeing the cat so clearly when I was not able to look at the boy's face...even when he was facing me this time?
   The lady from earlier rushed at the living room to see her son,"What happ...aww...the kitty is soooo cute. Where did you get it, baby?"The lady asked while caressing her son's hair.
   "Oh GOD! How did it get hurt?"At the next moment she gasped looking at the bandage on the cat's leg.
   "Mom, I found her*(the cat)* at the cafeteria of our school. I immediately liked it...so I bought a milk and even fed it to her. And we became friends. So, I started playing with  her...but while playing she fell off the stairs and broke her leg,"the boy explained the same reason which I had thought of...was he reading my mind or the contrary?
   Am I dreaming or what? How can everything be like this? I slapped my own cheeks to make myself conscious enough for this...whatever it was to just end.
  I looked in front of me...where a moment ago they were standing only to see the whole place empty. Where did they go? Did it end already?
  Maybe, yes. Finally....."I..I am pregnant,"I turned around to see the lady and the man once again.
    "Really?"The man exclaimed...his voice was filled with joy and excitement. The lady nodded her head...and the next second she was in the air as her husband started spinning her around while thanking her a million times.
   "Mom, is the baby really in your tummy?"The boy's voice made me to turn once again only to see them on sitting on the sofa.
   The lady had now a little bit of baby bump...how can that be possible? They were just here...she just told her husband about her pregnancy...then how can her baby bump show up in a mere second?
   I was now getting crazy...fear has settled inside me. I'm sure...not just something...rather everything about this place has problem. I gulped my saliva.
   "He...hello, ca...can you...can you hear me?"I waved my hands at them...even by going absolutely in front of them..but nothing seemed working. As they still didn't hear me. Nor I could see them clearly...they were still blur in my vision when I could see every other thing clearly.
   Suddenly they disappeared in front of my eyes...making me to stumble by getting too scared.
   "Ana, please I don't feel like leaving you both alone here. Can I not go please?"The man pleaded his wife, who was Ana I guess.
   Ana? I...I heard this name before as well. It feels so familiar...so close to my heart...as if I know the person called Ana very closely. In fact whatever is happening...I feel like I've seen all these before as well...watching all these again feels like a 'Déjà vu'.
   I sat on the sofa with a thud...not understanding a thing. Why all these is happening with me? Where did I get myself into? I clutched onto my own hair...not understanding a thing.
   Am I really going crazy or what....."Mom, dad where are you going?"My eyes followed the voice to see the couple climbing down the stairs while the boy was standing downstairs eagerly waiting for the answer of his question. The woman seemed heavily pregnant now.
   I suddenly stood up from my place as I felt that she was about to miss her step on the stairs. I ran towards her to at least hold her.
   "We are going to....ahhh!"And what I guessed happened only. She missed one step on the stairs...and was about to fall down.
   "Anaaaa/Mommmmm,"the two of them screamed at the same time. I was horrified. I quickly tried to hold her hands but her hand just passed through mine without me being able to touch her.
   Ho...how can that be possible? Why...why I couldn't hold onto her..even when I wanted to? I..I can hold my own hand..I can still feel myself. Then why my hand passed through hers?
    I was feeling suffocated. I started to take a few deep breaths to calm down my nerves....but nothing was working. Instead, my head started aching like it would burst anytime soon...i was feeling dizzy...while bile started rushing towards my throat...I suddenly started feeling nauseated.
   I ran down the stairs towards the washroom...don't know how do I know the location of it.
   I tried to puke...but nothing came out. The nauseated feeling of a minute ago seemed to ease up now. I turned on the tap to sprinkle some water on my face when my eyes landed on the mirror of the washroom. There I saw a younger boy....instead of seeing my reflection.
   I took two steps back as I realized that it was none other than me...my younger self. How is this possible? I started touching my face, looking at my hands and legs to find any kind of trace of my younger version.
   But no! Nothing had changed in my present self. I was...I was still the 27 years old me.
   Then...how come...the mirror.....how is that possible?
   As if it was not enough to make me get out of wits that to add up to everything the lights of the washroom started flickering...as the game of light and darkness started there.
    I could not help but started taking back steps...I didn't understand anything that was happening there...nor did I wanted to understand.
   All I knew was this place was not normal...nothing about this place was normal...and I should not be here. Yes, I need to get out of here...as soon as possible.
   As I tried to go towards the washroom door..with a loud thud, it suddenly got closed on its own.
   I took a few steps back...understanding that I'm trapped inside a freaking bathroom of a freaking haunted house.
   All the hairlooms on my body stood up...as the deadliest thoughts started to haunt me now.
   Suddenly I flinched as a yell escaped my mouth when I could again see something in the mirror...but this time, everything was moving in the mirror.
    And my eyes widen when I saw a car moving on the road...the same road which led me here. Everything was the same.
   I could even see inside the car...where the couple and that boy of this house were travelling. And by their talks it was clear they were returning home after the check up of the lady as she was pregnant.
   Both the lady and the boy were sitting at the backseat of the car...while that man was driving it. All of them seemed so happy...talking about the unborn child...and what they all will do once the child is born.
    But suddenly my eyes widen in horror....no...no....no. Stop...stop the truck...stop the damn truck, you freaking idiot! I yelled at the truck driver when I saw him taking a careless turn with his heavily loaded truck, without any prior notice.
   I could not help but exclaim in anger, while punching the mirror. The mirror broke in the middle...but the vision that I was seeing didn't stop...I could still see it. I started shaking the mirror as if it will take me there...or will stop anything. I...I somehow feel...as...as if I know the ending...I know what is going...to happen now. 
  I don't know how. But if I really know...then why am I feeling this much pain?
   I didn't feel pain when the glass pieces from the mirror pierced my skin...drawing blood out of the deep cut like a river. It didn't hurt a bit...all it was hurting was my heart. My...my heart seems to stop it's beating anytime soon. The stinging pain now turned into a heavy chest pain...as I again struggled to take breath.
   Tears started streaming down my face like a waterfall... wetting my cheeks. I don't even know why I was crying...why I was feeling like this? This feeling of helplessness...this miserable feeling is eating me from inside. I want to scream my lungs out...but now it feels like someone constricted my voice...not a single word is coming out of my throat except for the sobs that are getting heavier with each passing moment.
    And then...happened what was supposed to. In front of my very own eyes. And what did I do...all I did was to stare helplessly at the happy family while crying my heart's out.
   And that was it! The heart came from behind as it collided with the car. The loud crashing sound along with the series of painful screams covered my ears.
   The car lost it's balance and it got hit with a tree. At the backseat of the car, the lady who was hugging her son to her chest gave him a smile.
   The boy was almost unconscious..still he didn't forget to ask his mother,"Are...are you...okay, mom? And...the my sister?"
    The lady could not help but cry,"We...we are...fine, Baby. You...you will have to be strong...from now...on...for...for your mom...and your baby sis, okay? Now...mom will always not...be around you...to wipe your tears, lo...love,"she struggled to take even a breath.....yet she was speaking...trying to prepare her son for the blow, he was about to face. I cried harder at her words.
   Both the boy and I shook our heads in the negative...with a hope that...that nothing of that sort will happen what she is speaking about.
   "No, why...why are you...Le..leaving me..al..alone? I...I'm...I'm your R..R,"before the boy could finish his sentence...she pressed his head on her chest as her breathing strained...she was taking quick breaths.
   She slowly placed a soft kiss on his forehead as he tightened his hold on her.
  "Mom...lo...loves...you...alw...always, my dar..darling. Pl...please....ta...take care...take care of...................."
    "Nooooooooooooooooo, mommmmmmmmmmmmmmm,"I woke up, screaming my lungs out as I sat up on the bed.