Seize Her And....

Chapter : 46

Unworthy.

The grey eyes remain focused outside the window. The trees are bent towards the left side due to the strong wind blowing them with utmost force. The cloudy night sky is failing to keep its rage within control. The sharp howling wind rattles his windows, as he stands there overlooking the fight going on between the trees and the wind. It gives him an unknown satisfaction to see something else fighting for its survival, just like him.
With every passing day the nightmares are becoming vivid, too detailed, too minute for him. So much so that nowadays he finds it difficult to separate the present from the past. He knows that there is another person growing within him, dominating his true personality and he knows he doesn't want to fight it anymore. He wants to find out the end to the nightmares now. He is determined.

It has been a few days since the incident where he ordered Leo to burn down the warehouse. By now more than five of Master's warehouses have been burnt to ashes, more than hundred of his men are beaten to pulp. He knows he is getting close because Master is becoming restless, his moves are becoming frenzied and predictable. He and Leo have been attacked twice within the last few days, just as he expected. But he isn't worried about Master anymore. His reason of sleepless nights are hidden within those haunting obsidian eyes. They are everywhere, in his past, in his present, in his best, in his worst, as if keeping a promise too old, too lost.

The vulnerability he feels around her is unsettling, the amount of pull his heart has towards her is making him lose his mind. She makes him insane and brings back his sanity at the same time. He doesn't understand this juxtaposition.

For the last few days he has been noticing some small details about her, little things others might miss but he doesn't. She has been too worried about his wellbeing, too concerned about where he is going, what he is eating, what he is wearing. The smallest of mistakes are making her too worked up. This should have made him happy but something isn't adding upto his understanding. Particularly the unrealistic amount of concern and protectiveness in her eyes. Something is not right and he feels it. Above all he feels guilty, guilty for being the reason of pushing her into this state. It has to be his health and his innumerable psychological issues that's making her act like this. At this point he knows he isn't the right choice for a woman like Pihu. She deserves a peaceful, happy life. A life where there is no haunting nightmares of the past life trauma, no sorrow, no pain, no denial and no dealing with a misanthropic partner: in a nutshell she deserves an Arjun and not a Manik.

He raises his trembling right hand and looks at it with hatred. The knuckles are still bloody from the amount of torture this hand has gone through. He fists his hand and punches the wall with all his might as he remembers the incident of the night before.

"Ma....Manik!"

The small voice utters, but he is too engrossed in his nightmares. The pain surging through his heart becomes unbearable. He wants to kill and that's the one primal need that overtakes his senses.

"Man..Manik.. I....Can't....Breathe." The voice struggles but he understands nothing.

"Pihu.. I am.. Pihu. I know you..don't.. want to hurt.. me. Please.. please wake..up!" Pihu utters.

Pihu..Mrinal..
His Pihu.

He snaps his murderous eyes open and what he sees infront of him breaks his heart into a thousand pieces. His left hand is wrapped tightly around Pihu's throat, her beautiful eyes are wide and teary, her mouth agape as if striving to breathe. Her small hands are wrapped around his wrist, trying hard to loosen its grip but to no use.

He immediately loosens the grip and jumps out of the bed to hold her before she falls to the ground. His eyes are wide with worry and fear.

What has he done?!