Healing each other

chapter 50

Rooh waited for him in the dining area again. She drank coffee repeatedly to stay awake despite having a fever and feeling like she might collapse. When Vihaan entered, Rooh rushed to him, but he quickly went into his room. Rooh ran after him with difficulty, reaching him as he was about to enter the bathroom. She held his hand, tears streaming down her face, and asked, "Vihaan ji, what did I do wrong that you are behaving like this?" Vihaan felt her warm hand and realized she had a fever. He jerked his hand away and said, "Eat and sleep."

Rooh pleaded, "Please tell me what happened, why you are avoiding me, what did I do wrong? It's hurting me," while holding his hand again. Vihaan pushed her away. Rooh lost her balance and sat on the ground. He then said, "I got to know your true colors; that's enough for me to hate your existence."

"Vihaan ji , please tell me what's wrong. I want to understand and fix it. I'm sorry if I hurt you." Vihaan sat in front of her and chuckled, saying, "You don't deserve to be loved." Rooh cried and held his hand, pleading, "Please stop this behavior of yours; it's hurting me, Vihaan ji, please." Vihaan jerked her hand away and said, "I said don't touch me."

Rooh flinched at his loud voice. Then, what he said made her heart stop: "I hate myself that I loved a girl like you." With that, he left for the bathroom. Rooh sat on the floor, processing, and said, "He confessed that he loved me, but like this... he regrets loving me." Rooh sat there for a few minutes.

Vihaan came back and saw her sitting in the same position. He passed her by and sat on the bed to sleep. Rooh turned her face to him and said, "I love you, and I really do. I don't know what makes you hate me so much, but I will die by this behavior of yours." Vihaan closed his laptop and said, "So die. I don't care."

Rooh just nodded while crying. She got up and sat on the chair-like couch, saying, "I am sorry if I did something wrong. Please forgive me." With that, she lay down on the couch and looked up at the ceiling.

Vihaan didn't say anything and started working on his laptop. In the middle of the night, Rooh started having nightmares. She started crying in her sleep. Vihaan's sleep broke; he looked around to see the sobbing sound and found Rooh crying in her sleep, shivering. He got near her and found her crying while mumbling, "Please don't... It's hurting me... Please leave me, Pa... Pa, don't... Ahh... I am scared." I will never.. do that again. Please.. forgive me. I am afraid of dark. Please don't leave me here, please

With that, she woke up while breathing heavily. Her chest started paining. She turned to drink water and found Vihaan standing. Rooh was not in a state to look at him. She turned to drink the water, but with a shivering hand, the glass slipped and broke. Vihaan sat in front of her, who was crying while covering her ears. Vihaan gently removed her hand and made her look up.

Rooh looked at him and said, "I am...I am scared," she said. Vihaan gently hugged her and said, "It's a nightmare, Jaan. Relax." Vihaan felt peace after a week after calling her,"Jaan." Rooh held his shirt in a tight grip and said, "It's not all that happened in real. I faced that."

"Shhh, I am with you now. Stop thinking about your past, Jaan," Vihaan said while kissing her forehead. Rooh got relaxed as Vihaan made her drink water. When he sensed her being normal, he got up to leave, but Rooh held his hand and said, "Can I get your shirt, please?"

Vihaan nodded and gently removed her hand. Rooh got up, but she lost her balance and fell on the ground. The broken glass piece got under her skin. Vihaan looked at her and came near her and said, "Can't you be a little careful?" He took her into the closet and removed all the glass pieces, and bandaged her wound

Rooh was looking at him and said, "You don't hate me." Vihaan looked at her and ignored her questions. Rooh, with her free hand, creased his hair and said, "I can see in your eyes, Vihaan ji." Vihaan got up to leave, but Rooh held his hand and said, "Make me wear your shirt as my hand got injured."