Junoon E tishnagi

Chapter 4 : A night of realizations

Ansh's Side

Ansh stood by his car, his head still pounding from both the impact and the fiery encounter with that girl—*whoever she was*. His phone buzzed in his hand, but he was still fuming, replaying the slap over and over in his mind. How dare she? No one had ever dared raise a hand against him, and this girl—this random girl—had done it without a second thought.

He shook his head, trying to focus. His head was throbbing now, and as much as he hated to admit it, he needed help.

**Ansh (grumbling as he dialed):**
"Rehan, kahan marr gaya? Pick your phone!"

After a few rings, his childhood friend, *Rehan Roy*, finally picked up. His voice was bright and full of life, as always. Rehan was one of the few people Ansh could call at any time and count on for anything.

**Rehan (excited):**
"Ansh! Mujhe pata chala tu wapas aagaya hai! Tu mujhse kab milne aa raha hai? Kahan hai tu?"

Ansh rolled his eyes, trying to manage a smile despite the ache in his skull.

**Ansh (sarcastically):**
"Tu bolne dega toh bolunga na!"

*Rehan Roy*, the golden boy of the modeling industry, had made a name for himself with his self-made modeling agency. He was sweet, handsome, and incredibly successful—a far cry from Ansh's cold and dominating persona. Rehan was like a warm breeze in contrast to Ansh's storm, always cheerful and caring.

**Rehan (laughing):**
"Haan baba, bol ab. Kya hua?"

**Ansh (with frustration):**
"Yaar, main iss jagah pe stuck ho gaya hoon. Pick me up. Abhi."

**Rehan (concerned):**
"Kya? Kaisa stuck? Accident ho gaya?"

**Ansh (nonchalantly):**
"Haan haan, ek chhota sa accident ho gaya. Nothing serious."

**Rehan (voice rising in worry):**
"KYA?! Tu theek hai na, bhai?"

**Ansh (annoyed):**
"Haan baba, I'm fine. Ab tu lene aayega ya nahin?"

**Rehan:**
"Arrey, bas 10 minute mein aaya."

Ten minutes later, Rehan's car pulled up beside the wreck. Ansh climbed in, pressing a hand to his head as the throbbing increased. Rehan glanced at him and then back at the crumpled car.

**Rehan (in disbelief):**
"Yeh kaise hua? Kya scene tha?"

Ansh sighed, rubbing his forehead. He knew Rehan wouldn't stop until he told him everything.

**Ansh (grumbling):**
"Ek ladki ke chakkar mein sab hua. Usne meri gaadi ke saamne scooter ghusa diya, aur mujhe swerve karna pada."

**Rehan (laughing):**
"Hahaha, seriously? Aur uske baad?"

Ansh narrowed his eyes. He could already feel the teasing coming.

**Ansh (muttering):**
"Us ladki ne... mujhe thappad maara."

The car filled with Rehan's loud laughter, and Ansh's irritation only grew.

**Rehan (laughing uncontrollably):**
"Kya?! Ansh Rai Singhania ko kisi ne thappad maara?! Yeh toh headline news hona chahiye! Kaun thi woh himmat wali ladki jisne tujhe, THE *Ansh Rai Singhania*, ko chup karwa diya?"

**Ansh (growling):**
"Koi nahin thi. Just shut up and drive."

Rehan couldn't stop laughing, but he did as told. The rest of the ride was spent in silence, Ansh seething and Rehan occasionally chuckling under his breath.

Aarohi's Side

Back at Aarohi's place, she and Samaira had just made it home after the eventful night. Aarohi was still fuming, pacing around the living room, her mind replaying the confrontation.