A Small Talk? (A Darshan Raval Fan-Fic)

Silent Storm

CHAPTER 43

Previously on "A Small Talk?"
Previously we saw how absurdly things happened. Well... Raat gayi baat gayi, right? Or will it be different this time? Will this turn out to be worse than expected or will it be just a small game of revenge?
We'll find out....

Moving On...

"We need to relax first, iske baad sochenge kuch. But ussey bhi pehle we need to make sure we're safe. And we haven't been followed." Darshan sighs.

"Correct." Kavish adds.

Darshan goes near the switchboard and turns off all the lights of the living room.

"What are you doing, Darsh?" Y/N asks, completely confused.

"You'll know. I have this really bad guy feeling inside me that we are being watched. Let me just reassure myself, then I'll spend my every single second with you guys." Darshan says in a low tone as he moves forward to the window which shows the beautiful city view and also the entrance of his apartment.

Devyan gets up and consciously follows Darshan's steps in the dark.

Darshan slowly moves the curtain, enough for his eyes to see what's going outside.

A frown appears on Darshan's face.

"What's... Wrong..." Devyan hesitates, looking at Darshan's expression change immediately.

"Someone's there." Darshan says in a rough cold tone, pulling himself away from the window.

Darshan looks back where everyone's sitting and rushes to check if every gate is locked or not.

"What happened? You seem... Different." Y/N swallows a lump in her throat.

"We can't see each other, Y/N, how can you say that I seem different?" Darshan tries to change the topic.

"Don't forget how important you are to me, I can recognise you just by your shadow.
Now speak up, what's wrong? Is everything okay outside?" Y/N asks.

"There is..." Before Darshan could finish, Devyan comes back running.

"There's a car. And two men are standing at the apartment's entrance and they are directly looking at our floor. WE ARE FUCKED!" Devyan starts sweating.

Many questions fill up inside Y/N mind, making her feel the same fear all over again.

"What the hell...." Kavish says as he pulls out his phone from his jeans.

"We should call the police." Kavish adds to himself.

"We should. Definitely. I'll tell the guards to stay alert." Darshan says uncontrollably dialing numbers on his phone.

Around after 10 minutes, Darshan gets done with informing the house security about the issue and Kavish explains the cops what exactly the problem is.

"Now... Till they arrive, all we can do is just sit and wait." Devyan says as all of them hear a knock on the door.

"Don't answer." Darshan covers Devyan's mouth with both of his hands.

Devyan gestures "why?" With his hands.

"Because, everyone knows that my house does have a doorbell, and on top of that, this can't be any cop or security, as cops' car wouldn't be here by now, it has just been 2-3 minutes since Kavish informed them. And... They would come with their loud siren alerting us. Aur Dev, thoda dimag laga. Cops always knock and introduce them. But there is complete silence in the current situation." Darshan explains as fast as he could and lets his grip go off Devyan's mouth.