Eternal Sunshine☀️

31. Damsel

Aashna's pov:

Aditi and I drove to a seaside which was guarded by a railing. Literally so common in Mumbai.

She parked her car and we both got out to get some fresh air.

I stood on the edge looking out to the vast dark sea and Aditi stood by me calling someone on her phone.

But I guess the person was not picking up so she gave up.

A few moments later, we saw another car coming to a halt at around 200 feet of distance.

Two men got out and I instantly recognised them as Shubman and Ishan.

What the hell are they doing here?

I ignored them and kept staring at the waters.

From my side view, I saw Shubman too walk to the railing and light a cigarette from his pocket.

Will he ever stop?

He didn't smoke once in the entire period of our courtship. Or did he?

Aditi received a call and she went to take it. Leaving me alone in the cool night breeze.

I kept glancing at Shubman but all he was doing was taking drags on his cigarette and staring into the ocean.

Ishan however was no where to be seen.

I looked back in the direction of our car and it was nowhere to be seen.

Ishan and Aditi were also not visible. Does it mean they took off leaving me all alone with Shubman at 200 feet?

My breathing got rough because of anger and I gripped the railing to control myself.

I heard a car stop at my back and the door to the car opened and closed making me look back.

What I saw were two men walking up to me. Shit!

I braced myself for whatever was coming my way.

I glanced at Shubman and it seemed like he went deaf and blind, can't he see that I'm unsafe?

The men came closer and I tried my best to ignore them.

"Madam! Kahan ja rhi ho? Kucch help chahiye kya?" One of them said in a disgusting tone.

"Oh madam kuchh toh bolo, ese chup chap kyu khadi ho?" The other one said with a laugh.

"No thanks, I'm fine!" I said sternly.

Shubman please come here!

"Fine lag toh nhi rhi...bolo toh kuchh help kar dein aapki?" He said slightly touching my arm.

I quickly retreated my arm and he came closer.

Shubman ab toh aa jaa pleaseee!!!

"Arey ham acche se puchh rhe hai toh zyada bhav kha rhi he? Chal chup ho ja! Aur shanti se hame apna kaam karne de!" The first one said and pushed me back on the railing.

I glance at Shubman and the cigarette is still in between his fingers while he's exhaling smoke.

How can he be so cold? I'm literally on the verge of getting raped and he really doesn't care?

My attention is brought back when one of them forcefully holds my hand and I start to struggle against him.

"Leave me! Chhodo mujhe! What the hell are you doing?" I try to pull my hands out of his grasp but I'm too weak. My struggle has no impact on his grip.

Maybe Shubman loves his cigarettes more than me....

He really doesn't care? He was the one who kept loving me when I hated myself.