Part 23

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Y/N POV: Just like before, we didn't talk when we got into the car. But I break this silence.

Y/N- Nischay, mujhe tumse kuch baat karni hai.

Nischay- Haan, bolo

Y/N- Tumne wahan pe meri baat rok di jab main apne mummy-papa ke baare mein bol rahi thi. Tumhe kya lagta hai, main unhein kyun "old class" bol rahi thi? Tumhe pata hai unke saath kya hua hai meri zindagi mein. Unke liye main kitna dukh uthaya hai.

Nischay- Y/N, main jaanta hoon ki tumhare saath kya hua hai, aur main uss baat ko nahi bhul sakta. Par tumhe bhi samajhna chahiye ki maa-baap ke liye respect rakhna kitna zaruri hai.

Y/N- Haan, main unhein respect karta hoon. Par tumhe kya lagta hai, unhein ye sab nahi pata? Unhone kabhi bhi mere liye kuch nahi kiya, Nischay. Kabhi bhi nahi.

Nischay- Shayad unhein tumhara dard samajhne mein waqt lag raha ho. Par Y/N, main hamesha tumhara saath dunga. Aur unhein bhi samjhaoonga.

Y/N- Mujhe bas ye nahi samajh aata ki kaise unhein ye sab bardaasht ho raha hai. Aur ab main unhein dekhna bhi nahi chahti.

Nischay- Y/N, thoda waqt do. Shayad sab theek ho jaye.

Y/N- Mujhe kuch nahi chahiye abhi. Sirf Y/BFF ka khayal rakhna hai mujhe.

Nischay- Main hamesha tumhare saath hoon.

The tension between us was palpable as we both struggled to understand each other's perspectives amid the turmoil we were facing.

After a while we reached the front of the hospital, everyone except Abhishek was sitting in the hospital corridor.

Y/N- lo Mai sabke liye khana le aai..

I gave one tiffin box to each, now only four tiffin boxes left in the bag. One pair for me and Nischay and another pair for Abhishek and Y/BFF.

Vishal- shukriya yaar..waise bhi ham pareshaan the itni raat ko khana kaha milta...

I nodded, managing a faint smile.

Y/N- it's okay. Mai sabke liye hi lai thi.. chalo khate hai..

We ate quietly, the weight of the situation hanging over us like a dark cloud. I couldn't stop glancing at the door, behind which Abhishek stayed by Y/BFF's side. The tension in the air was palpable.

After we finished eating, Vishal, Sanket and Prachi went home saying they will come back in the morning. I also forcefully sent Y/S home.

Nischay suggested we take turns staying with Y/BFF overnight. It was a good idea; someone needed to be there for her, always. We all agreed, realizing how important our presence was during this critical time.

As we settled in the hospital corridor for the night, Nischay approached me quietly.

Nischay- Mai pehle rehta hu.. tum thora rest karo..

I hesitated, torn between wanting to be there for Y/BFF and knowing I needed rest too.

Y/N- sure ho tum?!

my voice barely above a whisper.

Nischay- han baba... tum Ghar jaake rest karo.. mujhe zarurat Hui to I'll call.

I nodded gratefully, touched by his understanding.

Nischay smiled, and I reluctantly left the hospital. The drive home was quiet, my mind racing with thoughts of Y/BFF and the events of the day. When I reached home, Dimple Aunty was waiting up for me.

Dimple- Y/N, beta, tum aa gayi? Sab theek hai?

Y/N- Haan mummy, sab theek hai. Nischay hospital mein hai. Abhishek bhi wahan hai, Y/BFF ke paas..

Dimple- Achha, khana kha lia?

Y/N- Haan mummy, hospital mein sabne kha liya. Main bas thoda fresh hone aayi thi..

Dimple nodded, the worry on her face softening slightly.

Dimple- Beta, tum bhi thoda araam kar lo. Tumhare liye khana garam kar deti hoon.

Y/N- Thanks, mummy. Main fresh ho kar aati hoon

The shower helped me relax a bit, but my thoughts kept drifting back to Y/BFF. After changing into comfortable clothes, I returned to the kitchen where Dimple Aunty had prepared some warm food for me.

Dimple- yelo beta..

Y/N- thankyou mummy...

The warmth of the food provided some comfort, but the tension still lingered.

We sat quietly for a while as I ate, the silence between us filled with unspoken worries. Dimple Aunty watched me with a motherly concern, wishing she could do more to ease my worries.

Dimple- sab theek hoga..

I nodded with a smile.

Y/N- ap so jaiye..

Dimple- thik hai.. kuch zarurat ho to batana...

She goes to her room to sleep.

I finished my food and went to my room, lying down to rest. My mind was restless, replaying the day's events over and over. The guilt of not being able to protect Y/BFF gnawed at me.

After a brief rest, I decided to head back to the hospital. Nischay must have been there for a while, and I wanted to relieve him so he could also get some rest.

As I drove back to the hospital, my thoughts were with Y/BFF and the challenges we all faced ahead. I knew we had to stay strong for her, no matter what.

To be continued

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