Ira
You know how in movies and books they tell you that when you get into an accident everything goes pitch black? And when you open their eyes you're either in some hospital being treated for some bullet wound near your heart or you are in a dark basement with blood trickling down your forehead?
Yeah, that does NOT happen.
There isn't any magic release of some painkiller in your bloodstream. No. There is pain. Soo much pain. More than period cramps. More than anything you've ever felt.
This one radiates from every cell of my being.
But that's good, right? Pain means I am still alive. Or was this some other, more painful world?
Who cares? Seemingly, they both are painful. But one thing was true, there was pitch blackness. Not because my eyes were too heavy to lift but because something was squishing against my face and left side. It was'nt soft, unlike how Ahaan's skin felt against mine, this one was more like nylon or maybe polyester, something synthetic against my face. Whatever it was it didn't make breathing easier. Not with the excruciating pain in my chest and my abdomen, probably from some broken ribs and some damaged organs. I can't really locate it though. I can't move my limbs either. They all feel like stones attached to my limp body. And I wanna cry, I wanna scream infact, I really do, but it hurts. It hurts soo bad.
But if it is some other world, does that mean our story ended? That he and I are over? Do I not get to say a last goodbye to him? Oh, God, please don't let this be it. I won't be able to forgive myself. Please let me be able to confess to him. Please don't end it. Not just yet.
A soft touch grazes my neck. It moves to feel my pulse, whose even faintest movement hurts. But that must mean I'm still alive. Right?
Oh, God! Please keep me alive till I talk to Ahaan. Please, please, please.
"Oh! Thank God. Yeah...yeah. It's there." I hear a faint-cracked-feminine sob. "What do I do now?"
I wanna say it's Vaani's voice because the last thing I remember is that we were sitting in her car when some impact hit the car and then it flipped us off the road and all the airbags inflated. Airbags! That's what this is. Her car had all sorts of safety features, so, if those couldn't protect me. Oh! I hope Vaani's okay.
Please Kanha, don't kill her. I will come in her place, just let me talk to Ahaan once.
Her hand rests on my own very gently as she sobs again. "Please, please, please come here. I don't know what to do."
Who is she talking to?
Doesn't matter. Someone please come. I don't have time.
I close my eyes and let the endorphins help me drift off, wishing that when I open them the next time, he is with me.
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A dark red hue replaces the darkness behind my closed eyes. I try hard to open my eyes and look up at the dark night and glistening white light. Atleast I can see, or I am just walking towards the other world. I try to feel my limbs to see if I have any amputation, though I can feel my toes. But that can be phantom limb syndrome. I try to feel my hand, one of which is grasped under something.
"Hey." A familiar whisper soothes my ears.
"Ahaan!" A wave of comfort settles over my aching body. "Thank God. I..where am I?" Shooting pains erupt from my moving jaw.
This sucks.
"Shh...shhh." He places a finger over my lips to stop me from speaking and God, does that feel good. "We'll get you to the hospital in no time, baby. You'll be alright."
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Romance"You know there is a reason I call you Blossom?" he says. "Yeah?" I ask. "Yeah." he meets my gaze and continues, "I picked it up from powerpuff girls. Ira, you are soo fucking independent and strong you probably don't even need me. Infact I think I...
