She who suffers..

Chapter - 10

VANSH'S POV:-

Shekhar was waiting for me in the elevator and was all tidy up..

"You are really cruel!" he said. "Lesser than you! At least I am not a lipstick thief like someone..where did you managed to get these items?" I asked him as we both read through the hospital's map and the elevator's instructions pasted on its walls..

"Uhm! Sirat.. that nurse who took me in, honestly she was really innocent it was not so hard to check her and get those things from her pockets..how cute these girls are" he replied, chuckling..

"Hmm! So is mine one" I said out of nowhere but when he immediately turned to me his weird expression of wide eyes and raised eyebrows with the tilted neck bent and lead in front of me made me regret instantly..

"Who is she?" He whispered and the elevator opened up at the third floor. I pulled him with collar to let people step in..

"Muskan" I murmured and he just acted normal before others and smiled after hearing the name. I was also surprised with my behaviour as I felt happy thinking about her although I just met her once, last night..

The elevator finally stopped without any break at the ground floor and we stepped out after each one in the elevator and with few steps we knew what to do..

"I'll take the 5th door and you pay your bill" I said him, he nodded and we both parted our ways. I wanted to get some air and rest to but we were in hurry. It was an hour left for Shekhar to reported at headquarters..

I passed by the mortuary, seeing the packed and freezed bodies placed on many beds through the glass panel which awesomely matched my sight..

I took my phone out of my pants pocket. I unlocked it and seeing the wallpaper itself, I missed my little cute girlfriend and was about to place a call when some voice coming from the end of the corridor, next to the exit caught my attention..

I moved my hand to my side but realised in a second that I wasn't wearing my coat as I left it with Dr Vishal and then stepped ahead and stopped at the cross way for listening the voice..

"I think he was a politician.. you know those who fights on some topic on news channels where fire breaks at the screen at every punch like those commenters, the way he confused me..uff! IDIOT! but he was handsome" the voice from the washroom made me chuckle as the way the girl was talking to someone was really cute. I couldn't connect but enjoyed listening and was waiting there for Shekhar too..

"But there is no surety about it Sirat!, he can be a teacher or policeman as they too can interrogate and mislead anyone in seconds..I mean in a good way, no?" a voice came as a reply from outside and I felt happy as I recognised it as to be hers. I immediately turned to look out and there was a girl standing there..

She wore grey baggy sweatshirt and the same jeans as of Muskan, her hairs were braided in a long tail and her aura was charming. I was lost and stepped towards the exit but was interrupted by the sudden voice of the girl in the washroom..

"YES! I too thought that he would be an officer, judging his personality but then why he acted along with his friend..so lame, no?" she said when I just cross the restroom. I got a shiver because I felt lost and single minded finding Muskan standing just in front of me but was interrupted by the loud 'YES!'..

I tapped the door as a reflex and stepped to Muskan but again my foot steps broke their motion when three things happen all together..

Sirat said, "Whats going on Muskan? You scared me!". Muskan's phone rang and Shekhar's approaching steps were audible. I looked at the closed door again and stepped out for Muskan..