WITH YOU!

90. CONFESSION!

VIVAAN

I got up with a jerk listening to whimpering sobs, as I saw myself sleeping on a hospital chair, holding my girl's hand, who had gripped my hand tightly, like her life depends upon it.

I caressed her hand, as I looked at her to find her crying in sleep, & her body was trembling, as she started whispering something I couldn't get.

"No... Please... Vivaan..." she called me, well these were the only words I caught, as I saw her panic-attack severing! I decided to call the doctor, as I tried to move, but stopped as her grip tightened around me.

I sighed as I rung the bell by her bed, which was thankfully here, as I laid by her, holding her closer, trying too soothe her, moving my hands on her back & in her hairs.

"Nobody will harm you Sweetheart, I'm here! I'll protect you!" spoke I near her ears, meaning every word of it, before kissing her salty, warm tears & then her whole face, as she visible relaxed, & held onto me tightly.

"No no..." she kept on mumbling.

"Shhh Sweetheart! You're safe!" I spoke, as I kept on relaxing her.

Suddenly she opened her eyes, & then shifted away from me. Huh?

"No no, l-leave m-me... p-please... n-no.. V-Vivaan... Vi-Vivaan..." she was cowering back from me, calling me only, looking here & there.

I tried approaching her, but she cowered more back, on the other end of that short bed, & I don't know what to do, as she looked around the dimly lit room & trembled more, calling for me again & again.

"Sweetheart?" called her I sugar-softly, after some time, which sounded so weird to my own ears, as she moved her head up a little from her knees, & looked at me, & then jumped upon me.

Finally she recognized me, now she'll relax. I'm so proud to provide her the much needed relief, but I never feel good to see her like this, weak, broken & vulnerable...

"Hey hey, it's ok!" cooed I, in the same weirdly sugar coated voice, which sounded so foreign. If Avi heard it, he would have fainted in shock by now!

"Please d-don't l-leave-ve me..." spoke she lowly sobbing more & more.

"I won't! I PROMISE!" spoke I, as she wetted my already crumbled shirt, & her tears burnt my chest, but I let her cry.

She moved back after some time, relaxing a little, as I decided to call the Doctor, these stupid nurses aren't yet here! Once I'll get them, I'll punish them well for their imprudence & delay.

What if I wasn't here, & these lazy asses didn't even for once came to check upon her till now! Even the thought of her being alone during such vulnerable circumstances shiver my heart!

"W-where a-are you g-going?" asked she sticking her upper body to my arm, giving me that pouty lips & that lost-puppy eyes, which shed a few more tears, which I wiped with my thumb.

"I'm going to call the Doctor Sweetheart. I won't leave you, I promise!" cooed I in the same voice, but she shook her head like a stubborn kid that she is.

"I don't need any Doctor Vivaan..." she paused as her eyes teared again, never tearing away from me.

"....I need you!" she completed that sentence, lowly, pressing over our joined hands, & my heart thumped, wanting to come out of my chest, & I again felt those stupid butterflies, who make me feel like fly, & also I feel stupid, like some teenage girl in love!