As the sleeve rolled up it exposed a series of brutal scars and bruises, Ahaan and Umer's eyes widened in shock and disbelief. The fresh red cut marks and not only 1 but 7-8 scratches showed the severity of self harm that both brothers never imagined, Ahaan's heart stopped beating for a moment, he never expected zara to do such level of self harm, the day she digged her nails in her arms ahaan thought it was just out of frustration but he never thought that she can do self harm.
On the other side umer blamed himself for all this, "oh god maine kya kardiya, meri wajah se aaj iski yeh halat hai, itni naive bachi par ilzaam lagaya use thappad maara, uski to koi galti bhi nahi thi, yar zara kyu kiya aisa mere sath aake ladti na hamesha ki tarah 2 din tumhe akele chordiya aur tumne apne sath aisa karliya kabhi maaf nahi karunga mai apne aap ko" he thought himself, umer wanted to kill himself but he noticed Ahaan was frozen in a shock, he was not blinking not even breathing he was stiff to his position, his gaze stick on zara's bruised hand.
Umer gently shook Ahaan to bring him back in senses
"Bhaiya?" Zara whispered getting afraid of their silent reaction.
Ahaan heard her voice, and it pierced through his numbness. He felt like a failure, a loser, unable to shield his sister from the darkness that had consumed her. He couldn't shake off the haunting fear of losing her too, just like he lost their father. He never expected her to do something such intense.
"Are you by any chance suicidal?" Ahaan asked coldly with a heavy heart, his eyes were dark and intense boring into zara's soul she felt a fear she had never felt before, a fear of disappointing ahaan, her elder brother, her father figure, even he was in fear which zara could never understand.
Her dry eyes were moist by Ahaan's intense glare and she gently shook her head
"Toh fir kya hai yeh sab!" Ahaan asked coldly in a low voice.
Zara had no words to explain, no excuses to justify herserlf so she remained silent, her eyes were downcast unable to meet Ahaan's intense gaze
"I said what's this!" He asked raising his voice but he was not yelling but still both of them flinch, Zara's breath caught in her throat
"Bh...bhai..bhaiya wo mai...mai...I am sorry!" Zara stuttered she had no idea what to say so she preferred to say the only words she could think of.
Ahaan jaw clenched hearing that answer he was already holding back many things for so long and this was something he cannot keep up the patience , before he could lash out umer started his enquiry.
"Kis chiz se kiya ye?" Umer asked
"Sci....scissor" she replied meekly, her voice was barely audible she looked down to avoid their intense gaze
Ahaan and Umer's eyes widened, they looked each other in shock, saying Ahaan was furious would be an understatement, if it was umer in the place of zara he would have remove the thought of self harm by beating the shit out of him, he would have used all his strength to knock sense into him, But his principles of not raising hands on daughters is what held him back. He took a deep breath
"Mera maan tod diya tumlogo ne aaj" Ahaan said not even looking at her.
"Bhaiya... aisa na kahein" she said, her eyes welled up with tears, that one sentence was enough to open all doors of emotions for her
"Get up give me all the blades, scissors and sharp objects you have in your room," Ahaan ordered her.
"Bhaiya, wo..." She replied, scared.
"I said now!" he groaned.
Zara gathered all the blades, scissor and sharp objects she had and placed them in a container, then hesitantly extended her hand towards Ahaan.
YOU ARE READING
A beautiful mishap
General Fiction"Step into the world of Malik mansion, where two brothers, Ahaan and Umer, grapple with their own demons, while their long-lost sister Zara returns, bringing a whirlwind of joy and chaos. After a disturbed past, Zara finds solace in her brothers' lo...
