Somewhere Only We Go (Editing)

Chapter 27 (Part 2)

Avinash

I have had my far of bad luck where I have felt helpless but nothing compared to how powerless I felt in the past few days. It has taken me a lot of self-discipline not to track his other down to give her a piece of my mind. Someone like Kabir doesn't deserve the way he is treated by his family and none of them had any right to take away his last goodbye from him. It's killing him, he is looking nothing like the Kabir I love and I would do anything to bring that smile back on his face. This is another reason why I haven't taken any action. Kabir would never forgive me if I mouth anyone in his family, especially his parents. I don't understand the need he has to protect them at all but then what would I understand of parental love and care?

Maybe it's worse for him because he once knew what the support of his parents looked like. After all, losing something you already had can be more painful than not having it at all.

As he relaxes slightly in the bathtub, I swipe the wet sponge on his back cleaning and washing away all the sweat and dirt. A sweet moan left his throat and I smiled. "Liked it?"

"Yes, thank you. I didn't realize how much I needed it."

"Hmm, I should have helped you get a bath sooner."

"No, I meant your hands or in this case your hand on me." I was washing him with one hand trying to keep my stitches dry. I haven't touched him in almost 4 days now, not the way I want to and I was sure he wouldn't be missing it, all things considered, but guess I was wrong.

"Avi?"

"Yes love"

"Will it ever stop hurting? Am I ever going to be okay?"

My hand froze for a second before I gently squeezed his shoulder. "I can't be sure of that but I promise you this, you won't be alone. I'll stand by your side through it and when it would be exhausting for you to carry the pain, I'll be there to help you rest."

"Hmm."

"But I also think you are going to be fine, maybe not today, not tomorrow but one day."

"How can you be so sure?"

This is the hard part. I get up from where I was sitting at the back and get on my knee in front of him taking his wet hands in mine. "Because you don't have hope to cling on anymore, so you will have to let it go when you are ready." Tears brim in his eyes and a part of me hated myself for saying what I said, but he needed to hear it. He started sobbing again but I didn't ask him to stop crying. I sat there holding his hand.

I knew Kabir was desperately clinging to the idea of making it right with his parents. He never said anything explicitly but he had that look in his eyes. The first time he talked about his father was when I had locked myself in this bathroom and he tried to calm me down from the other side of the door. That was the first day he had given me a piece of him, it was our first step towards something. Since then I had noticed that hope in his voice, there was sadness but also a pinch of hope.

"I didn't get to say goodbye, they didn't let me say goodbye Avi."

This is one thing I fear the most, I have seen firsthand what not getting closure does to people. And I'd rather burn the world to the ground than let that happen to Kabir. It doesn't matter what I have to do, I'll beg his mother if it comes to that, but Kabir will get to grieve his father the way he wants and not the way he is needed to.

"Tell me what you want to do." I squeeze his hand gently.

"I want to see my mom. Will you...will you come with me please?" Kabir asks.

"Of course love, whatever you want. We can go once I get back from the clinic."

"No, I'll come with you."

"You can get some sleep instead." I want him to come with me, the truth is I hate hospitals and everything medical, but I want him to take care of himself more.

"No I want to go with you; I also don't fully trust you when it comes to your health." A thin smirk formed on his lips and it was the first one ever since he got that news.

"Okay fair enough. I guess I deserve that."

"You do."

We don't talk after that and I take my time cleaning him up, but this time the silence wasn't making me anxious. This time I had a plan, unlike the last few days. And tonight I don't care what his mother thinks or wants, if my man needs answers then he sure as hell getting it. I don't care if that makes me look like a cold heartless selfish bastard, for Kabir I'll gladly be one.

I won't let anything in this whole world ever dim down the light that burns within him, the light that keeps me away from darkness. Kabir's smile, his kindness, and his warmth are my serotonin. 

[I know this second part of the chapter was long overdue, sorry about the delay guys. But now I am going to try and do one update every 2-3 days. Also, I am so close to getting 1k votes on the story, so thank you everyone for any way you guys have interacted with my story and given this Indian BL a chance. There is more coming soon]