Kande Beach

7 rings & the truth

Nishaan's POV:

I woke up in a familiar place. I didn't know how I passed out yesterday but the only thing I remember was being with Mr. Jackson. I sat up straight in confusion.

"How did I come home?"

The huge question was, how did I end up in my apartment? I remember falling asleep in his arms but when did we come back home and the important thing, where was he?

I searched for my phone. I got out of the bed and realized I was in the same cloths as yesterday. As soon as I stood on my feet. My felt little dizzy. I sat back on bed holding my bed.

I was feeling little weak. I sat there for a moment. After a moment I felt little bit stable, so I got up and went directly to bathroom. I got freshened up. I searched for my phone and called him but he wouldn't pick up.

I made myself some eggs and ate in silence. I was getting impatient. I texted him but he wouldn't reply.

After that, I went to school but he wasn't there either. I was getting angrier and annoyed.

It was like I didn't know what to do without him. My mind was not working properly or it refused to think anything except him.

Where was he?

I went to his house, he wasn't there either. I decided to wait on the front porch.

"I hate him so much," I mumbled as I leaned back against the door.

Jackson's POV:

I stared at the small delicate ring with emerald stone. I never in my life thought I'd be giving this, my mum's ring, to someone. If it was someone else than Nishaan, I'd have easily given some Tiffany's ring. But this was my mum's. It was an family heirloom.it had been there for almost 3-5 decades. It's crazy, how this ring has so much of impact.

"You've been staring at it for long time sir," Rick commented. A small smile formed on my face as I shifted my attention to him and flashed him a warm smile. I slipped the ring inside and box and put the box inside my pocket.

"Gonna propose to her today?" He asked.

"She might be angry right now, so I'm not sure if it's a good time," I chuckled and so did he. "Women," he mumbled.

I sent her home yesterday when she passed out. She was heavily sedated on meds. The moment she went on that stage, I knew I had to make her mine before someone else does it. The thought of other men wanting her was not making me anxious but the thought that I could have her, was making me anxious. I. Only I. She wants me. Out of all these fine men, she wants me. 

How? Literally no Idea!

The way her eyes always searched for me time to time, makes me feel complete. I thought I could never find myself in that situation again. The situation you might label as Love. But here, I was putting myself into that situation again even after swearing that I'd never love again. 

But she was the risk worth taking for.

It was already evening now. She might had been searching for me. I kind of broke my phone so she couldn't even reach out to me the whole day and that could probably making her more mad.

I gazed over the city skyline as I approached Seattle. Soon we landed safely on my father's mansion that I had rarely been to. The huge structure disgust me.

"Thank you, Rick!"

"My honor, sir!" I shook his hand and then patted on his back.

I called taxi and went back to my home. I couldn't stop thinking about her. I really needed to see her if she was going okay.