What Are We Now (Mind Reader) | Ishman

Ch. 23

*Shubman's POV*

I woke up in the middle of the night. There was only one light shining in the dark room of the hospital. Next to me was Vi bhaiya, while Ro bhaiya was on the seat next to Ishan's bed. Both, Vi bhaiya and Ro bhaiya were sleeping in awkward positions.

I stood up from my seat and went to Ishan, whose arms were covered in bandages and, was sleeping peacefully.

I moved my hand and a reflection of light formed on the wall. It was due to the shine of my ring.
I looked at it with a deep thought, and then knelt beside Ishan.

I took his hand in mine and kissed it. Then I removed the ring from my finger and slid it into his.

"I'm sorry, Baby. I failed you. I failed Bhaiya. I don't deserve an angel like you... I'm really sorry, Ishu. Goodbye... I love you"

With that, I went away. Back to my own house.
...

I laid down on the bed, but it wasn't the same. I needed Ishan. And the more I thought about him, the more it was hurting my heart and brain.

I switched my phone off, locking it away in a cupboard, and held a pillow tightly to cover my ears, but the loud voices of my neighbours and my own thoughts were troubling me.

...

I was asleep. In a deep sleep. It required me to fight my thoughts for the last 5 hours before I could get an hour of peaceful sleep.
Just when I heard the chirping of birds, the moment of peace ended and the loud noises of passers-bys, and everyone else started to fill my mind.

Earlier, it wasn't that bad. I used to control it. But within this span of a year, Ishan had taken all that control. His smile used to make everything silent. His laugh just makes me think about him.

And the worst part was, even just by thinking of him, everything felt better. But it shouldn't. I failed him. I'm the reason he's hurt. I'm the reason ny Bhaiya cried, Ro bhaiya cried. My Ishu cried. I'm a very very bad lover. I'm a failure.

I shrugged his thoughts off my mind and went to freshen up.
After brushing my teeth, the sound of the shower reminded me of him again. The warm feeling of the water over my tensed muscles was nothing compared to his touch. Just a simple hug and my worries would vanish.

I shook my head. This wasn't what I had to do. I had to forget. Not pity myself.

Wrapping a towel around myself, I wore a lower and sat on my desk to finish some of my college work.
I opened my laptop and regretted it.

Even my wallpaper wasn't helping me. But I let it be. My Fiance... But... I called off the engagement, didn't I? Were we even boyfriends anymore?

What are we now?

My heart skipped a beat. The more I looked into his eyes, even from the photo, it made my insides jiggle. Oh Ishu, how are you so pretty?