Dumbfounded, Horrified
Frightened
Astonished
Panicked
He was feeling much above all these mere words. These words were understatement.
"YOU ARE THE ONLY MAN ABOUT WHOM I HAVE DREAMT OF. I LOVE YOU SAKHA BABU "
Every word of her confession was echoing in his ears one by one. What did she just said? Love? To him? Like..like that? He is the..the prince of her..her dreams? Him? Really? No. This can't be true. She must have misunderstood.
"Sakha babu" she called him, expectantly while cupping his cheeks.
He looked at her with his eyes full of despair and pain. His eyes were scanning her angelic face. Her eyes. She was expecting something from him. Maybe.. Maybe his confession. But he don't have that. Neither could he give her any answer nor could he refuse her.
"Bon..Bondita..." He tried hoarsely. She nodded while encouraging him.
"We..we will talk on this la..later. I..I am feeling weak. So.." he chocked.
"But..Sak" she started.
"Close the door when you leave my room" came his voice as he started shifting himself on his bed, ignoring her face.
She was stunned at his behaviour. Was he ignoring her? Did she say anything wrong in her impulsiveness ? Shouldn't she have kissed him? Is this wrong of her?
What will happen now? Will he distance himself from her this time too as he did last time? No. No. This...this can't happen. He will not do it. Right? Maybe he is confused right now because of her sudden action. He needs time to digest all of this. He must need time and space. She..she will talk to him later. Maybe tomorrow morning.
The sound of her anklet told him that she had left the room.
"YOU ARE THE ONLY MAN ABOUT WHOM I HAVE DREAMT OF. I LOVE YOU SAKHA BABU"
Her confession again reeled infront of his eyes. He opened his eyes with a jerk, got up immediately and drank a whole glass of water in order to wash off those lumps in his throat.
She kissed him . What the hell was that? Why didn't he stopped her? What was he doing while being as stiff as statue.
Why the hell he didn't stopped her?
She..she is a kid. Very innocent one. With a pure heart. He was supposed to cherish her. God damn it! What the hell he did. Instead of protecting her innocence he tainted her,he used her. He was feeling like he...he tainted her by using her for his mere god damn it hormones.
His blood shot red eyes were depicting that how much anger it was holding. Not for her. No. Never on her. But on himself. His eyes were holding shame, anger,sadness and despair. Despair that he was not even able to take care of her properly.
He was breathing heavily. He felt suffocated in the room. That very mere place where maybe..maybe he lost on his hormones. Who knows? He too didn't knew why didn't he stopped her.
With quick steps he got down from his bed and moved towards the door.
His breathing was very fast, he was sweating a lot, his body was cold and his heart.....His heart was probably not in its place.
His Bondita was growing up and being her guardian he was not even able to take care of her issues. A bad mentor he was. Very bad one.
He went out of the house in such a cold night without wearing any coat and without any shoes.
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Forever Heaven (On Hold)
Fanfiction"Bondita... I have decided that I will not leave you here alone. I will stay here by itself with you in London, until and unless you become Barrister babu". Her happiness knew no bound at that moment. She just hugged him in delightment and muffled...
