Madness and Magic...❤️

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Sidharth kept walking, but a part of him made him stop. He turned around slowly and found her standing still. He again experienced a helplessness and realized Liking someone, put you in the worst kind of vulnerable and agonizing position.He didn't know what had happened between her and the actor. He wasn't sure if they kissed or they had gone further ,the thought alone made him feel sick and pathetic . His stomach churned with anger yet her wellbeing mattered to him more than anything else.

He took a deep breath and walked back to her, fighting with all the instinct he had to protect his own pride and self-respect. He just couldn't leave her like that when she looked so lost and fragile.

"Go home, Shehnaaz," he said.
She didn't know what to say to make this better.

"Listen... I am.." she attempted to speak.

"Ghar Chalo pehle" he said and walked her slowly towards her apartment. Shehnaaz,didn't know how to react but she just knew one thing, she didn't want to lose him. She gently held his hand as he was walking little ahead of him. He didn't pull away, but he didn't tighten his grip either. His hand remained still.

"Did you come back because I asked you to come?" she asked, He suddenly felt like a fool for being there but he didn't answer.What could he say? That he had, indeed, come back because of her, that he couldn't stay away, So,he just stayed silent.

She kept asking more questions in her unstable voice, but he remained quiet.They walked the rest of the way in silence and when they reached her apartment, Shehnaaz suddenly stopped. "I don't want to go inside," she whispered, he acted as if he didn't hear her.

"I missed you so much... please.. take me somewhere." She said next, he felt as if she was using her for her entertainment.

"Sidharth... why are you being so indifferent.. I don't want to go home,please... I need to talk to you" she said again, but he didn't care and rang the bell, Laxmi opened the door,she looked concerned seeing Shehnaaz's state and then looked at Sidharth, as if seeking an explanation. Before she could say anything, Shehnaaz looked at him with a desperate plea in her eyes almost begging him to stay,he couldn't just go away.

"Can I come in for a few minutes?" Sidharth asked Laxmi.

"Haan..Haan aaiye na" she nodded,she knew him and she stepped aside to let him in.
Shehnaaz was still visibly shaken yet guided him to her room, Laxmi stayed back and they both entered her room.

The moment they were inside, she looked at him in a way that it screamed not be leave her alone. He sensed her fear,she looked scared ,almost like a frightened child.

"don't go.... please... I will be right back," Shehnaaz murmured and went to her washroom to wash her face as she badly wanted to get rid of the effect of the alcohol.

"Coffe piyenge?"Laxmi brought him a glass of water and asked him to sit on the couch of her room.

"No... thank you....Can I stay a little longer? Don't worry she will be safe, the door will remain open... I mean darwaza khula rahega" he said.Laxmi just nodded and then went out,she could see how much Shehnaaz needed someone at that moment.

As Laxmi quietly left the room, Sidharth sat down on the small couch in the corner. It was the first time he had ever been in Shehnaaz's room. He briefly scanned the room, the pinboard was filled with her sketches and everything smelled of her. The room had her essence, and it made his heart ache even more.

Shehnaaz came out of the washroom and set on her bad though she was finding it difficult to sit properly.

"Bolo," he finally said.

"Are you angry ,why did you leave?" She asked her,she was struggling to keep her eyes open.

"I have felt pathetic ever since I realized you left,"she again said.