Stories of Love In The Air

(PR) Unheard cries and unseen tears (Epilogue)

Since so many of you want to see them suffer before we jump into the time travel.
A short epilogue before the time travel.

Phayu's pov:

There was pin-drop silence in the living room as we sat around, all processing what had just happened today.

I felt completely numb.

The despair, guilt, self-hatred, and anger had carved out a hole in my chest that i don't know if it can be filled.

I don't know what Saifah did with that bastard and i don't want to know.

All i can think about right now is Rain.

I looked at the blue file that was on the coffee table in front of me.

Cancer... 8-inch tumor... In his back...

He had been suffering from back pain for the past few weeks. We had gone to the doctor's last weekend together and she had said that we would get the results on that day.

How much pain would he have been in... All by himself... Without any medicine or anyone to help...

All alone, stuck on the floor of the living room, unable to move for days...

I can't even imagine...

He was never able to handle being alone even on normal days. He always hated it.

Especially when he was sick or in pain.

I can basically hear him crying for someone to help... To save him from the pain that would have no doubt been excruciating... Only for those pleas to fall on deaf ears.

I clenched my eyes shut as tears formed in my eyes just imagining the pain that would have laced his voice, the tears that would have streamed down his face, the screams that would have torn out from his throat.

All for nothing.

All because of our fucking idiocy and naivety...

"He... Was telling the truth..." Sky muttered in a flat voice.

I looked at him.

He was sitting on the couch next to the one i was on, staring at the floor blankly.

"What?" I frowned slightly.

"When i went to confront him about it... That night... He told me... That he had been drugged... That he wasn't coherent and didn't even know what was happening until the next morning..." He replied in a soft voice.

I dug my nails into my arm as i heard his words.

His blank look that day kept flashing in front of my eyes.

The way he visibly jumped and cowered when i accidentally brought out my dom voice on him without meaning to.

The hurt-filled look in his eyes before he left, hugging this damn file to his chest, which i had paid no attention to like a fucking idiot.

I clenched my eys shut as i gripped my hair tightly in my fists, pulling hard enough to hurt.

How could i be so fucking blind... How could i be so stupid...

How could i believe those videos and pictures so fucking easily...

I should have heard him out... I should have doubted...

Maybe then... I could have made his last days much happier...

Filled with less pain and suffering...
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Sky's pov: