Another Person's POV
"Here's some lemonade for your head."
He said. Rihaan was reluctant to accept it but he still did. He gulped it down in hope of getting some relief. After few minutes his head started spinning more. He felt like everything is getting blurred.
"Hey..... What's your name....?"
"Huh...my name..... I don't know...."
Rihaan stutter. The guy smirked and pulled Rihaan in his arms. He hold him tightly while dragging him towards the lift. Rihaan felt his body getting hot. He wanted to take off his shirt.
"I'm hot....it burns..."
"Just wait a few minute you will have pleasure only....."
Rihaan wanted to run away but he wanted to feel it. The guy was dragging him harshly but soon Rihaan was grabbed away from his arms.
"What the fuck are you trying to do?"
"It's between me and him. Who are you ever to get in between us....!?"
"The one who could make sure you won't see next morning...."
Ishan called the security and made sure that they throw this man out. Rihaan stared at Ishan. He looks ethereal in that white button shirt. He shook his head and tried to get away from his arms.
"I can't believe how careless you can...be... Do you even imagine what would happen if I didn't come...?"
Ishan wanted to scold this man. Rihaan was trying to get away from his arms. He is having trouble in breathing and his temperature is increasing. Ishan thought of making him rest and take him to the reserved room for himself.
He laid him down after a lot of struggle. He took off his coat and unbuttoned few button to make him calm. He wondered should he left him alone. He stood up and was going to join others but then....
"Ishan......"
He turned around but Rihaan wasn't awake. He was mumbling in sleep. He wonder why he is speaking his name? He walked closer and crouch down to hear more.
"Rihaan....."
"I misssss you...... It hurts... No body is....here to hear me....."
"I'm here just say what you wanna say...."
Ishan said while caressing his hair. Rihaan leaned more towards his touch. He started smiling. Ishan never saw him smiling like this.
"It's good warm....."
"Is it hurting anywhere....?"
He nodded like a child then again shook his head. Ishan chuckled. He is enjoying this. He pulled out his phone and capture few pictures.
He opened his eyes and stared at Ishan's face. He leaned his hand ti caress his face but held his hands. He shook his head and scoot away from Ishan.
"I can't....."
He started tearing up. Ishan made him look towards himself. Rihaan eyes were glossy and lips were shivering. He gently pulled his bangs behind his ears.
"You should not drink anything any man give to you... He was stranger....what if he was there with you...."
Ishan couldn't help but say even knowing very well Rihaan won't remember anything. The drugs mixed in drink making his mind hazy.
Rihaan stood up and tried to walk towards washroom. He feels so hot. Even through he can't understand things but he still doesn't want to make Ishan stay with him.

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The Atrocity Of LOVE
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