RAGHVI DAIRIES [ Completed ]

SS 7. Dard - part 7 (last)

RECAP: RAGHVI meet with an accident..

CONTINUATION

she had hurt her head which had caused concussion, resulting her loose consciousness.. Raghav on the other hand climbed up the cliff.. though his body was giving up, but the determination to protect her with his life was more than enough for him to battle.. it poured heavily.. the rain soothed his wounds rising the hurt.. meanwhile RR security reached there and helped them.. they meet each other in the mid way..

Raghav hold on to Pallavi in his arms.. he was making himself believe that about her presence.. neither of them were ready to let go of each other.. the sky rumbled futher, the security guards where there around them taking a protecting stance.. harish escorted them back to mansion.. Harish and farhaad supported Raghav back to his room.. Raghav had multiple minor fractures due to the fall and bruised his left arm badly.. Pallavi too superficial injuries but nothing serious, it was sheer luck that both of them were safe and sound even after the accidents they faced.. Pallavi tried to talk with Raghav but he have completely shut him off from everything.. he neither said a word nor he protested her presence.. he would just stay quite not responding to his surrounding.. the accident have shook him to core, the fear of loosing her overwhelmed him making him go numb..

Days passed in blink.. Raghav had made it a point to immerse himself in work, he would be back after its pitch dark and leave before anyone could notice.. the guilt and fear had overpowered his ability to think rationally.. He thought he was protecting Pallavi from him, keeping himself away, he was yet to realise that she was "NO DAMSEL IN DISTRESS" but a women would have in good authority and potential skill to cause a HAVOC.. he was yet to realise PALLAVI RAGHAV RAO ways..

Back at MANSION Pallavi fumed in anger, it was past 2am, and her dearest of husband was not back home, though she knew that he had left office hours before.. she was so determined to have a word with him, she gave him enough time already.. around half past 3am raghav was back home, he was reeking of alcohol.. the smell disgusted her.. she felt like bashing him but he was not in his sense.. Raghav went past her not even realising her presence.. Pallavi lost her patience when she saw blood oozing from his left.. the man had no cautions.. there doesn't goes a day when he isn't injured in someway or other..

She went to the kitchen a filled a glass with warm water.. and scooped few spoons of salts inside the glass.. she saw him going to the in house bar, she saw the jar of salt and without thinking otherwise emptied the jar and furiously mixed the content and walked up.. as she entered the room she saw him lying on the floor sleeping uncomfortably, he might have stumbled down before he reached on the bed and would have sprawled as such on the floor.. Pallavi dragged him and made him sit with the support of wall, Raghav resisted but he his senses gave up.. he leaned onto her touch.. he subconsciously was craving for her warmth.. Even in the intoxicated state, he smiled through the tears and exhaustion.. Pallavi force feed him the super saturated salt water, he gagged up immediately but she didn't let him go, half way through Raghav rushed to washroom and emptied his gut on the sink.. after getting the alcohol out of his system he sobered up a little and hissed in pain.. as the effect of alcohol started fading he could feel the pain and uneasiness running through his veins..

He felt her gaze on himself.. he just couldn't look into her eyes ever since the accident.. his own words had started to haunt him ever since that incident.. he have called her name, doubted her love for him with her character.. his vision blurred, he was sheading silent tears of remorse and guilt.. Pallavi supported him back to the bed and made him sit.. he let her do everything, he knew she would not listen and he didn't have courage to say her anything.. he had said enough already he thought.. Pallavi helped him out of his shirt.. His silence was doing no good.. the eyes that always proudly held high, that faced the world like he owns it was hung low.. that shoulders that held firm in all the hurdles of becoming the greatest businessmen was dropped down.. the man who thought her to held her chin high and encouraged to face the world was himself not facing her.. Nothing could be more hurting than to see the man of power, so weak and shattered..