adhura pyaar ┃abhira (3.0)

under the influence

Akshara pulls Abhimanyu's coat around her tighter as she watches the flames dance in front of her. her whole body hurt after the incidents of today- and the headache she had accumalated didn't seem keen on leaving. she looks up at Abhimanyu, who's whispering over the phone, looking rather frustrated as he runs his hand through his messy hair. 

she has the urge to fix it. 

"alright we'll stay here" he replies to the badepapa on the phone, "yes, we are fine. i've already gone to the police and he will be gone for good- though i don't know what actions will be taken against him"

she shivers as she recalls the incidents this morning. she had continously been getting threatening calls, and finally the offender had told her to meet them at the outskirts of the old plaza. she had been a fool, intially, when she had left to go by herself- but the memories of neil's death hit her like a ton of bricks leading her to immediately call abhimanyu. she had flung herself at him, a complete mess, she hadn't fathomed how much those memories still hurt her- she thought she had faced those demons but it turns out if anything they grew into larger fears. yet this time, she had learnt- she was a mother now. he was incredibly proud of her and emotional himself, but they didn't have the luxury to waste time. Abhimanyu called a known cop friend of his, and they had pinpointed the location of the caller- turns out it was richa's ex. 

"you were my friend abhimanyu" he picks up a knife, "and here you are dancing on her wedding event while i sink myself into further misery- i won't let that happen.. i'll take the one person you love the most"

she can still hear his voice down her ear and the edge of the knife pressed against her skin, she really thought she was going to lose it all for a second. she remembers the evident fear in abhimanyu's eyes, he couldn't let any of it show, and pretended to be indifferent but she could tell. the next thing she knew she had passed out surrounded by abhimanyu's scent and woke up in a hospital, she had garnered a few bruises but nothing serious- however, abhimanyu seemed to have taken several blows to his chest. 

it was the injuries that brought tears to her eyes, but abhimanyu's silence. he had reached over to pull her to him in the hospital, but he stopped himself and just checked her reports with a doctor nearby. even as they were stranded in the dead of the night at some inn, he didn't exchange a word with her- just made sure she was okay and gave her everything she needed. 

it hurt, badly. 

"bade papa and everyone else cannot come right now. i guess we have to spend the night here" he tells her, in a robotic voice. "i'll see if we can get another room and what we can eat tonight"

"abhimanyu" she gets up and holds his hand, stopping him from leaving. "please"

"akshara, i need to go" he doesn't meet her eyes, and tries freeing himself from her grip. "let me"

she's angry now. unbelieveably angry. he doesn't get to do this to her. 

"no, i will not let you leave" she yanks on him causing him to bump into her, their bodies pressed close and when she meets his eyes she notices that they are red and bloodshot. her voice wavers, "abhi..."

his jaw is locked, and closes his eyes shut while a lone tear slips and she uses her free hand to wipe it off his face, his voice is steady as he speaks, "akshara you don't get it"

"you dont' understand how it felt when i had to see him pressed that knife against your neck" his eyes flash with pain as he speaks and unknowingly he treads his fingers along her neck, "how i felt like i would lose everything- he was really going to take the life out of me