Anger filled up my body as i recall evrything happened when i opened my eyes again. I dont want to blame him not even god. I am blaming myself. How could I? Why i didn't ask him to stop when he was playing his stupid games with me? Why i trusted him soo much that i forgot about my family my friends my career and... and my dreams?2 years earlier i was having the perfect life ever. No worries about any thing. No need to study still score very good marks. But now look at me.. i am feeling like i end my life just for a stupid thing...Love.
I dont even know what to do with this baby. My heart keep on aching on the thought of abortion. Its my only hope that he loved me although i know he didnt. But he is no more now. Is it a coincidence that i encounter this pregnancy thing when he is dead? Does fate want me to give birth to his only significance in my womb?
Tears start filling my cheecks, whenever i think about him or the baby. But i still dont know what to do whether abort the baby or give birth to this baby. My mind tells me to go for second option. Ok so i am going to give birth to this baby. But wait i have no idea how to manage with a baby. I dont even know how i am going to take care of this baby all myself.?.
Kriti asked me if i wanna tell my parents about it but i refused the option as soon i get it. My parents are Orthodox type.. will they even accept this fact? God no....they will kill me along with this baby. No.. i couldnt lose his only souvenir. Argggghhhhh...why i am still thinking about him. Maybe i should ask kriti for a day out.
Kriti's POV..
I am really confused. I know amme will not abort ishaan's baby. But this baby is not ishaan's. I dont even know how to tell her about this. That day ishaan went to tell her everything and those bastards killed him.
I dont have those guts to hurt my bestfriend. I seriously dont know what rishaab and his team want. Why they are pushing amme to hell? I need to ask rishaab directly. I changed into something less appealing. I know jeans and sweater will do best for this. I was about open the front door and i heard a thud. My face turned back as fast as possible. My eyes got wide as a saucer. There lying my best friend filled with blood . She fell from stairs. I ran as fast i could and put her blood filled head on my lap.."amme listen to me...wake up amme...wake up..... Driver uncle......uncle come fast."
Driver uncle helped me put her in the car. He drove us to hospital in time.
She is now in operation theatre. Dad told me that she is fine but her baby is not. Dont know what she was doing there. Why she left her room.? May be she needed something. So why didnot she called me?
God ji please help my bestfriend with this difficult time.
