Niyati: Their Destiny

14. Clumsy her

Roop's pov

I never thought I'd ever share that haunted night with anyone ever, but honestly, i felt relieved. The darkness within my soul started to faze with his soothing presence. Suddenly, it didn't bother me as much as it usually does.

"You said you'd do anything i want you to, so stay with me, Roop." He said, looking at me, and his tone was soft but so convincing that i could bring myself to deny him.

I know this is wrong.
I know this is selfish.
But,
For once, i want to be selfish.

But what about him.
How can i be the reason for the pain of the only people who ever cared for me?
Mr. Goenka will find out about my whereabouts sooner or later, and then he'll never let his family at peace.

"Kbhi kbhi hume selfish ho jana chahiye, khudke baare mai sbse pehle sochna chahiye. Kyunki aggr hum hi apne baare mai nahi sochege to koi or kyu sochega!" He said, his eyes never leaving mine. Somehow, he understands me more than he should.

"But the moment you have to choose between your family and me, you'll choose your family." I said, taking a shaky breath.

"How do i explain it to you, roop? You are not different from my family. You were, you are, and you always will be family to me." He said, and my eyes moistened. I gulped the lump formed in my throat.

I am not someone who cries easily or in front of anyone except the panic attacks, but he, he always finds a way through the boundaries i built around myself.

"You have your way with words." I said, chuckling, trying to get up from his hold, but apparently, my twisted, now swollen ankle didn't really support me.

I fell on him as i winced in pain. My face pressed against his throat as he too fell on the ground, all thanks to me.

Can this be more awkward?
Hell yeah!

The electricity came on.

I was not challenging the universe! I was just trying to keep my point.
My bad.

He was staring deep into my soul.

I tried to get up and unintentionally hit his umm... yeah, exactly what you are thinking.
He groaned in pain.

Dear Earth, please swallow me.

"I am sorry. Really, i am sorry. I didn't... i didn't mean to!" I said quickly, getting off him looking here and there.

"You don't want kids in the future?" He asked, groaning in pain, and i looked at him confused.

"Huh?" I asked, frowning.

"Nothing. We should leave." He said, getting up from the ground, and i nodded, still not meeting his eyes.

At this point, i can write a book on '1001 ways to embarrass yourself anytime, anywhere.'

"Wait, let me get a first aid box." He said and left.

Does he need a first aid box for... that?
Did i hit him that hard?
I am sorry, Raj.

I sat on the bed, fidgeting the hem of my, more like Mr. Agnihotri's t-shirt.

After a few minutes, Raj came back with a first aid box.
Please use the restroom, Raj.

He forwarded his hand, and i looked at him dumbfounded.

"You hand." He said, and i gulped.

"Wh... Why do you need my... my hand?" I asked, gulping, but he ignored me and held my hand and pushed the sleeves of t-shirts backward, and i shut my eyes tightly.