Chapter 9

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'Attack!'

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'Attack!'

Sumedh's POV

Mallika: Let's go baby.

Sumedh: Par kaha?

I don't want to go anywhere.

Mallika: Just come with me.

Sumedh: Nahi, Pehele mujhe batao ki tum mujhe kaha lekar jaa rahi ho.

Where does she want to take me?

Mallika: Clinic.

Sumedh: Kya! Par kyu?

I spoke in outmost shock.

Mallika: I will not answer any more questions, come with me.

I don't like her. She doesn't listen to me.

She drags me by holding my arm. I am not a soft toy! That she can drag me whenever she wants.

The car approached us. It was a metallic black car that looked big and luxurious. As she opened the door. I noticed Krish bhaiya sitting in the driver seat.

I huffed sitting inside the car. She was right beside me. I feel uneasy because of A.C.

Sumedh: Suno.

Mallika: Bolo Baby.

Sumedh: Please A.C. band karo mujhe suffocation ho rahi hai.😣

Seeing her expressions I was sure she was worried for me but why?

Mallika: Krish A.C. band karo.

He switched it off while she lowered the mirror. I took deep breaths feeling good.

Mallika: Kaisa lag raha hai ab?

Sumedh: Phele se accha lag raha hai. Thank you.

After 15-20 minutes we reached the clinic.

Doctor: Good morning Ms. Singh.

Mallika: Good morning. Doctor check him, he is very weak and please do the dressing of his wounds.

Doctor: Okay come with me Mr.-

Sumedh: Sumedh.

I told her my name. Dr. Naina is written on a badge which is on her coat. She is behaving nice to me. I can't tell if she is a good person or not. I am meeting her for the first time. I can't trust her.

Doctor: Yeah Mr. Sumedh, sister do dressing of him.

They took me in a room. She also came there. I saw a nurse doing something with needles. I saw her putting it in an injection.

I hate injections! It hurts!

I pulled my sleeve a little up. So that they can't see my ugly bruises.

Doctor: Sir please roll your sleeves up. We have to inject you with the drug.

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