Shubman returned home. It was the day were he regretted for existing into this crule cage. It was her death anniversary. Every year on this day Shubman would miss out his work and spend hours sitting beside her grave talking to her sharing his life. It was past 2am when Shubman returned. He expected ishan to be asleep at this hour but the door opened revealing a small mortal who was looking at him with sleepy eyes. "Where were you?" He asked in a demanding tone. "None of your business" Shubman just ignored him and was about to leave for his room when he was stopped "I'm your fucking husband now I should know where my husband is late at night" all ishan received were glares for the tall figure "Are you cheating on me?".
Shubman was caught off guard "what the fuck is he thinking" he thought to himself. "Have you lost your mind dumbass? Shut it and go back to bed" "No. Not unless you tell me were you was the whole time" "Just fuck off ishan stop irritating me I don't even consider you as my husband. Do you even know I was forced to marry you? I still fucking love Sara and you. You fucking killed her. I wish you could die and let me leave in peace" "Shub-" with that Shubman left. Yes, Shubman sure fucked him without his consent but today he saw his real emotions. Ishan saw the hatered in his eyes for him. That girl...
Ishan was known as the Playboy of this highschool. He was popular for using girls and leaving them knowing this girls still couldn't help but fall for his charms and attractive face. Just one look from him and they would already be bright red. Shubman too was popular but not for what ishan was infact Shubman was totally different from his friend who was considered as Playboy. Shubman was soft and caring he didn't liked playing with people's emotions like ishan did. But just for anyone's surprise Shubman was in love with his best friend Sara. She was kind and loved helping others. Her this nature made shub fall for her deeply.
He wanted to confess to her but he knew Sara loved ishan. Even tho he knew how ishan would just throw her away once he gets bored with her he wasn't able to stop her. Soon enough ishan and Sara got into relationship and to everyones surprise they both looked like match made in heaven. Everyone believed Sara would he his actual love. But things took turn when ishan dumped Sara. After the break up Sara started to get silent. Her behaviour changed completely. She would avoid everyone. Shubman knew that she was hurted deeply.
Once Shubman had enough he wanted to confess to his first love. He can't see her in this condition. But alas fate didn't wanted that. She was already gone before Shubman could tell her his true feelings.
Ishan came back from his thoughts. He was regretting his past. He got into relationship with Sara so he could stay close by Shubman but once he learnt that his shub loved Sara he decided to leave her. Ishan just smiled to himself before gulping down the whole bottle of pills. Ishan soon felt his eyes getting heavy knowing that the pills started to show their effect.
Shubman came back as his friend forced him to go back and sort out things with him. Shubman knew what he did wasn't right but the thought that because of ishan Sara took her life just triggers shubman to the extent where he could kill ishan. He reached home the door was open. Shubman started to search around to find ishan and to talk for the last time. He found ishan lying in their bedroom there was a pleasant smile on his face as shubman went to approach him he saw a small letter in his hand. It read..
"I left her for you.... Even tho I had fallen for you from the day we met"
Shubman was frozen he looked at ishan who was lying peacefully. Tears started to roll down his face as history repeated itself he was late again..
Years later. Shubman stood infront of the two gravestones just looking at them as his vision got blurry from the tears that accompanied his lonely eyes. "You lost your present while grieving about past". Shubman glanced at the sexton what he said was true. He lost his precious present while he stayed back in the past. Rain started to pour soaking him wet as his tears mixed with the rain water that flowed down his face.
The End.
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Thanks to miss-writer_ for the idea of alternative endings
