My Dearest Rival

56.Sangeeta

Two weeks later:

Two weeks, two fucking weeks passed just like that. Sleepless nights, day without work, I've been spending each and every second of my life in this hospital since that day. My husband, the man who took bullet for me has been hospitalized since he got shot. These two weeks has been hell to me.

First day of staying at hospital was kind of scary, i had no idea what was going to happen. I couldn't control my crying.

Crackyhead has been in coma since he got shot. I didn't heard a single word from him. I miss him, i miss everything. I miss the time we spent together. I freaking miss his voice, the way he calls me love. I miss everything.

It's not easy to spend time alone. I have always thought i could live without any support, I thought I could live without him but no I was wrong And I am happy to be wrong because he's the one with whom I I want to spend every second of my life. This incident has made me realize that how much I crave for him. How much I miss him how much I want him in my life. He is not just a part of my life, he is everything.

With each passing moment every second I realized that I can't live without him.

I couldn't eat properly after he said those three word. Those words has been running in mind continuously. I want to know did he meant it.

After that day i never heard from Anant uncle aka mask man. He neither texted me nor try to meet me.

"Thank you" i said as i took the medicine receipt from the reception.

Yesterday yuvi insisted i should take a break from this hospital shit. He wanted me to go back to office to check if everything is ok. In crackyhead absence there are two companies that i was suppose to handle but i didn't worked at all.
All day and night i have been with crackyhead, by his side. I don't know how the hell was my company when i was absent.

Dad and mom visited us last week. I needed someone to take care of the company so dad is the one who is handling it. Annika and maira has been handling the crackyhead's company.

Yesterday i thought of going back to home after that shit happened to me. Annika was with me whole time.
Yuvi and agastya won't let me go alone after he came to know about the mask man. They even hired few bodyguards for my protection.

Yesterday when i stepped inside of my home, his home, our home, that was the moment i realized how much i miss being us. I miss our little fight. I realized how much i care about him.

I'd take bullet for you. He had said and he did it for me. With each passing second i regret, i wish it was me who was shot. Crackyhead doesn't deserves to be like this. The world need more people like him.

From the two weeks I've receiving like thousand of calls. Thousands of fan were gathered outside the hospital to pray for crackyhead. To be honest i had no idea he had such a big fan base.

I thought of telling police about the mask man but yuvi told me he would take care of that mask man so i remained silent. We told a fake story to police about crackyhead's shot.

My PR team must be working to clear everything bad from the internet.

"Hey! You ok?" I heard Annika's voice from behind.

I pulled out of my dream and my eyes meet her.

"Yeah i am fine" i tell her and let out a heavy breath.

She placed a hand over my shoulder.

"Everything is going to be fine, sangs" she assume.

I wish, i hope, i want.