Rewrite of my first book, the drizzling fire.
They have seperated their ways. Some things remained seen yet some remained hidden away in the time.
The water has no beginning nor the end, just like the anger which set his veins aflame.
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T H E S I L E N T W A T E R S
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The flames had turned into raging ones by the time Om exited the mansion. The smoke was already towering above the area, "Is anybody hurt?" He asked.
He noticed the scared faces of the members, "R-rudy....bhaiya..." Gauri started, her eyes darting towards the fires and Om knew what happened. He swore and was about to move back when Tej grabbed his hands.
"The firetrucks are arriving, don't go there." Om snatched his hands away with a scathing glare. Is this man for real? He wants him to leave his brother——his son out there in flames and wait for them?
"You don't need to tell me what to do, I am not going to wait here—" he spoke as he stepped backwards before turning and walking back into the mansion covering his face.
"Rudra!" He called. But he doubted that Rudra could hear it above the sound of the crackling flames.
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They heard the tires screech as the car halted and their eyes widened when Shivaay stepped out of the car.
He looked at the mansion and his heart dropped at the sight. No, this can't be——his childhood was spent in this home. They can't do this to him.
"Billu..." He stepped back involuntarily at the sound of the nickname——it wasn't an endearment, but a noose. To trap him into the unending whirls of expectations.
His eyes darted——he could read the fear across their faces———do not act as savior--he kept reminding himself when he noticed something strange——where are they?
"Where are OmRu?" He asked, the panic audible in his tone.
Gauri looked at him with a tearful gaze, "Bade bhaiya...." And he knew what had happened. His gaze turned towards the mansion and he looked back once again to confirm. She nodded.
"I will bring them back." He promised, she nodded tearfully.
Fuck.
Sorry, Priyanka. But I can't ignore this. He thought as he moved into action——his eyes turned to the elders who were just standing there——what else he had expected.
"Khanna, call help if I don't come in ten minutes." He informed the man, who turned to look at him in disbelief, Shivaay grabbed a blazer that was lying in the car, and wore it over the thin material of the kurta that he was wearing and walked inside the burning building.
Blazing flames.
He stepped back, "You can't leave now. This fire will end with both of us." Shivaay groaned as his hand was twisted at an odd angle.
