All you need is love

Chapter 7

Ishan jolted awake with a gasp, his body shaking and his breath coming in short, rapid gasps. His eyes were wide open, and his heart pounded in his chest as the remnants of his memories swirled through his mind. He sat up, trying to calm his racing thoughts and slow his ragged breathing.
It was the second time in the week that Ishan had experienced this nightmare.

He pulled his knees up to his chest, wrapping his arms around his trembling body. He buried his head in his hands, crying uncontrollably as tears streamed down his face. His body shook violently as he struggled to contain the overwhelming emotions flooding through him.  he could do nothing but sob loudly, letting the tears flow freely.

His hands clutched tightly at his hair as he desperately tried to stop the memories echoing in his mind. The torment of his thoughts felt like a relentless barrage, each whisper and memory cutting into him like a knife. He clenched his hair even tighter, as if trying to physically hold onto his sanity amidst the storm of emotions raging inside him.

Ishan's nails bit into his skin with sharp, deliberate motions, leaving angry red marks on his skin as he frantically attempted to release the torment of his thoughts. The physical pain was a distraction from the emotional turmoil, a way to focus his mind on something other than the relentless barrage of voices in his head. He dug his nails in deeper, uncaring of the damage he was doing to his own flesh, his only focus being on finding some release from the unbearable noise within his

After what felt like an eternity, Ishan's breathing began to slow, and his thoughts gradually grew quieter and more focused. The rush of emotions that had threatened to consume him moments earlier had eased, replaced now by a fragile calm. He took a deep breath, trying to ground himself in the present, and felt a faint sense of relief as he managed to regain some control over his racing mind.

As he lay there, broken and vulnerable, he whispered to himself with a trembling voice, "I can't do this anymore"

Ishan's gaze wandered aimlessly across the room, his mind too clouded with the memories to focus on any particular object. Suddenly, his eyes landed on the phone lying on the small table beside his bed. He reached out with trembling hands, his fingers fumbling slightly as he picked it up. The weight of the device felt heavy in his hands, a tangible reminder  of his own vulnerability and weakness. He held the phone tightly,

He stared at his phone, his trembling fingers hovering over the screen. The numbers and letters blurred before his eyes as he struggled to focus. His heart pounded in his chest as he hesitantly tapped on the contact list, scrolling through the names until he found the one he sought

'shubhas'

Ishan's mind raced with thoughts and emotions as he struggled with his decision. He desperately wanted to call him, to hear a familiar voice that could provide comfort and stability. But doubt and fear held him back, whispering that he would only be adding to someone else's burden by calling him so late at night.

He sat there in the darkness, torn between the desperate longing for connection and the weight of his insecurities. In the end, his own self-doubt won out, and he quietly put his phone back on the nightstand.

Ishan lay there , the tears streaming down his face and his body shaking with silent sobs. The memories seemed to close in on him, suffocating his senses and filling his mind with despair. He felt utterly alone, lost in a sea of misery with no one to reach for. Each tear that fell from his eyes added to the growing sense of hopelessness, and he questioned whether he had the strength to carry on.

[ I need your love before I fall ]

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Next day

Shubman took a deep breath before beginning to recount what Ishan had told him about his mother's death.

Rohit, Rishabh, and Aditi listened intently to Shubman's words, their expressions a mix of shock and sympathy. As he recounted Ishan's story, they could sense the weight of the emotions behind his words,

Shubman sighed softly, "It's clear that Ishan is in a lot of pain, and it's heartbreaking to see him suffer like this. I wish there was something I could do to help."

Rishabh nodded solemnly in agreement before replying, "You're right. Ishan is deeply affected by the passing of his mother, and I doubt he can handle the truth that she was murdered."

"Do you have any other information about them" Rohit asked.

"I am trying" shubham replied.

"And Rishabh you?"

"yeah I found something important" Rishabh said

Shubman and Rohit turned towards Rishabh, their curiosity piqued. "What did you find?" Rohit asked, eagerly waiting for Rishabh's response.

Rishabh made his way to his desk, picked up the tablet and typed something into it. After a few moments, he turned the tablet towards them.

"This place is in an affluent area, and Advik visits it multiple times a week. Mr. Kishan also comes here frequently. It appears they conduct their drug-related business from this building." Rishabh said.

"We should definitely check that place out," Aditi said, conviction in her tone.

Rohit nodded in agreement. "I think that's a good idea. We can gather more information and potentially uncover some clues ."

Rishabh continued, "I've been monitoring this place for a while now. It seems that between Saturday to Monday, there's no activity at this location. They've even reduced the security during this period, making it easier for us to get in and investigate."

Rohit nodded, his mind working quickly. "Sounds promising. We can plan our visit for the night between Saturday to Monday. We'll have more chances of uncovering something significant there."

To be continued......

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I'm  really sorry for this short chapter  Lately, I've been dealing with some health issues and will be admitted to the hospital.

Hope I'll recover soon and update the next chapter asap.

Take care of yourself  💗
And thank you for your love and support it's really means alot to me.

Btw any guess about Ishan's situation??