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As I sat down on the swing, I started recalling every word spoken by mom. And nowhere I found her wrong. She was right when she said it's me who is behind her miserable condition. Her smiling face flashed in front of my eyes, her giggling voice kept ringing in my ears. My heart was screaming in pain.. She was looking so happy today, I was so happy, everything was perfect..

I remembered her face while running away from me, because she was a little scared due to the Instagram post.. I pulled out my phone and logged into my account.. I scrolled down the comment section, I was not reading any comments, I was just staring at the screen.. I went back to the post again and zoomed in..

Her eyes had thinned because she was smiling, she was looking so happy, touchwood! I edited the caption and added an evil eye emoji which she had forgotten to add. Though I never believe in all this, but whatever happened today, I didn't want to take any risk.

The bullets got into her right chest, God knows what would have happened if she would have moved a little towards the right, it would have directly pierced her heart. My breath choked just by imagining it.. Now I realized how much she went through just because of me.. Till yesterday, I was not regretting killing Andrew Robert, I was regretting the consequences.

But now I started regretting every single action. Breathing felt poisonous to my lungs. I pulled my hair in frustration.. "Bhai...! " I snapped my head towards the hospital door, Sharanya was calling me.. I ran in her direction, she was looking a little scared..

"The doctor is telling to shift her to another hospital, her condition is worse and they can't treat her.. They need high professional doctors , but here it's impossible to treat her with less equipment.. So they are saying to transfer her to another hospital, " she informed me, I went upstairs. Mivaan was talking with the doctor..

"Can we take her to Ahmedabad ? We have our private jet! " I said to him, Mivaan stared at me.. "I think we should shift her to Mumbai, " he suggested, "In Ahmedabad we have our own private hospital, it would be better.. That's better according to me, " I said, "If you have a private hospital, then you can shift her. We have taken out the bullet, but it has infected her badly. Due to heavy blood flow her situation is not good as well.. I will send my medical team with her, but please shift her to a big medical immediately, " he said, I did a node..

"I am filling all the formalities, " Mivan said & left.. I was feeling extremely scared about her condition. And it's making me scared because she told me she didn't want to live. It's intolerable, whatever shit she went through was intolerable. But I can't let her go, she was strong enough to survive without me.. But I can't, I won't..

I went to the corridor near the operation theatre.. "Mr Rajvansh, it would be better if you sanitize the JET and I will allow only one person with us, the patient need a hygiene atmosphere, " the doctor said, "I will go with her, " Maahira aunty said, I wanted to go but it's her mom & I had to listen to her..

"Badimaa, I will go with her, " Mivaan said, aunty took the paper from the doctor and signed on it.. "She is my daughter and I would be the one making the decision, " she said sternly, she's clearly upset with us.. Mivaan was going to oppose but Sharanya stopped him.. He left from there, I went behind him ..

"What are they thinking? Yes, we are responsible for her condition.. But we never wanted something like this to happen yarr! First Ishani aunty blamed you, now badimaa is treating us like this... " He said, showing his disappointment.. "It's okay. It's about Mishti, so everyone is concerned.. Leave it, " I said, brushing his shoulder.. He sighed & nodded...

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We reached Ahmedabad by flight, aunty had already arrived with Mishti.. They had hospitalized her, we went directly to the hospital.. I was feeling like I was leaving in a whole different planet where she doesn't exist. Here she's just unconscious and I was feeling so strange , I couldn't imagine what would have she gone through when she was living in a world thinking I don't exist.

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