◇ Part 3 ◇

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Vira’s POV

I couldn’t breathe.

The streets were closing in on me, every step I took heavy and desperate. My heartbeat pounded in my ears, louder than the angry shouts that followed me. But they were there, chasing me—relentless, unforgiving.

I don’t know how long I’d been running. The rain soaked through my clothes, mixing with the sweat and blood on my skin. I tripped, crashing to the ground, my knees scraping against the wet pavement. A sharp pain shot through my legs, but I forced myself up, the fear pushing me forward.

I glanced over my shoulder, heart racing as I saw the mob behind me, their voices growing louder. Their anger burned hotter than the cold rain that lashed down on us all.

Another rock sailed past me, hitting the wall beside me with a loud thud. The terror was unlike anything I had ever felt before. They didn’t just want answers; they wanted blood. Maybe even my life.

I ducked into a narrow alleyway, pressing myself against the cold, damp wall, trying to calm my racing heart. My hands were shaking as I pulled out my phone. I needed help.

Priya. She’d know what to do. She’d come and get me. I pressed her name, praying she’d pick up.

The phone rang once, twice, three times—voicemail.

“Priya…” My voice cracked. “Please… please pick up.” My words dissolved into a sob as I hung up, trying again.

No answer.

I felt the panic rising, my chest tightening with each second that passed. I couldn’t stay here. They would find me soon. I dialed Priya’s number one more time, desperate, but again—nothing.

My vision blurred as tears mixed with the rain. I was shaking uncontrollably now. My mind raced for another name, another number. Abhishek was with Priya; he couldn’t help me. Who else? Who else could I call?

I stared at Ishan’s name on my phone, my finger hovering over it. He was the only other person I trusted. The only one who might help me. But I hesitated. After everything that had happened—everything I’d been accused of—how could I even ask him? Would he even care?

Still, I had no choice.

I pressed his name, my heart in my throat as the phone rang. Each second felt like an eternity.

He didn’t pick up. The phone rang and rang, then straight to voicemail.

I clutched the phone tighter, panic clawing at my throat. What if something had happened to him? Why wasn’t he answering?

I couldn’t stop the tears. I pressed my hand over my mouth, trying to stifle the sobs, but they wouldn’t stop. My thoughts spiraled out of control. No Priya. No Ishan. No one.

I was completely alone.

I glanced behind me, hearing the mob’s voices getting closer. My mind screamed at me to move, to run, but my body wouldn’t cooperate. I could barely stand.

There was one last name on my screen, one last chance. Shubman.

A cold dread settled over me. I didn’t want to call him. He had every reason to hate me. And after everything that had happened… how could I possibly expect him to help me? I didn’t even deserve his help.

But what else could I do?

With trembling hands, I pressed his name. The phone rang. I could barely breathe, barely think, as I waited. The ringing felt endless.

My breath hitched as the call connected. I could hear the faint static of the rain on his end, but nothing else. No voice. No comfort.

"Shubman… please," I whispered, my voice broken and shaking. "I know ki tu mujhse nafrat karta hai, but… but please…” My sobs overtook me. "Mujhe bachao... woh log mujhe jaan se maar dalenge..."

The words barely escaped my mouth as I sank down to the ground, my body trembling violently, and the phone pressed tight to my ear, waiting.

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OK SO I THOUGHT I UPLOADED THE LAST CHAPTER BEFORE I WENT ON HOLIDAY, BUT APPARENTLY I DID NOT, SO YOU GUYS GET A TRIPLE UPLOAD TODAY BECAUSE IVE RLLY BEEN SLACKING OFF AND ALSO THIS CHAPTER IS PRETTY SHORT

ANYWAYS, WHO WAS WATCHING THE IND VS PAK MATCH???

SHUBU PLAYED AMAZING 👏

JUST 4 RUNS AWAY FROM A HALF CENTURY :(((

BUT STILL GOOD

AND OMG THE DRAMA AROUND KOHLIS CENTURY WHATATATA!??!?!

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