Almost Fireworks, Almost Darkness

|7. Expensive rent|

'Sanskar where are you?'

'I am really sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you'

'You don't know how much I wanted to not ask you any question and simply let you stay. Trust me when I say I am the happiest when I am with you, I just wanted to make sure you don't get hurt by any of this. I don't want you to regret someday that you should have taken efforts to move on'

'Where are you? Please pick up the phone'

'Sanskar?'

'I am sorry'

There were many crying emojis.

'Wait are you on plane already?'

'Trust me I didn't want to hurt you'

'Where are you?'

'You have got to be kidding me'

'Sanskar please I am sorry'

'Listen I am really getting worried just pick up the phone, you don't have to talk to me again'

'Sanskar?'

'Mr. Sanskar Maheshwari'

'I don't care where you are, pick up the damn phone'

'PICK. UP. THE. PHONE'.

'Go to hell'

'Where the hell are you'

Sanskar gulped as there were more hundred messages which he was scared to even scroll down and check.

"Hello Mam, have you reached home safely? Okay Mam, we are just reaching near the airport. I think it will be late night when we both come to Mumbai. Okay mam, bye", Angre hung up on his call and turned to Sanskar.

"Woh since I am here, Mam took an auto to her school", Sanskar simply nodded to Angre. He called Swara but she didn't pick up, he frowned. What was happening?

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Sanskar and Angre walked through the corridors and Angre rung the bell to Swara's flat. Sanskar watched the door open to see Swara in a red anarkali, her hair in a bun and her duppata on one shoulder with the ends tied.

Angre turned to leave when Swara said, "Angre come eat something. I made dinner for you as well". It was post midnight so it was a midnight meal.

"No Mam, I.." Angre stopped as Swara simply leaned on the door frame crossing her arms. "I will eat", he quickly said and walked inside her flat moving past her.

Swara looked at Sanskar for sometime and then left inside. It was a silent dinner, Sanskar noticed Swara had made his favorite dishes. After Angre left, Sanskar went inside the kitchen and flinched as Swara loudly threw the plates in sink.

He followed her as she walked to the slab. "Swara I.." she suddenly turned and he stepped back as she pointed knife at him with tears in her red eyes.

Her lips quickered as tears flew out of her angry eyes. He slowly took the knife from her hand keeping it away and pulled her in a hug as she burst out crying. She closed her eyes burying her face in his chest and holding his shirt in her tiny fists.

"You want me to be safe, you give me a house, someone to drive me everywhere, you just show up here if I don't call you.."

He gulped realizing she found his lie last time that he was here for a meeting.

"But then you just disappear like this. You didn't pick any of my calls.."

He caressed her hairs and slightly tilted his head to rest his cheek on the top of her head. "I am sorry, I just thought you don't want me here", he whispered and she broke the hug.