#35 BROKEN HEART

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Angel's POV

Sprinkles of water over my face heaved me out from the darkness I was dwelling. I tussled to split my eyelids since the brightness of the sunshine was hindering my vision.

Dave was patting my cheeks and calling my name repeatedly to wake me up. Once my eyesight was clear, the four faces surrounding me made me to frighten. One face which was engraved in my torn heart was standing right before me.

It was him.. The same monster who pulled my legs and dropped me on the road. The face I saw in the backlight of the car. What is he doing here in front of me?

I quickly woke up and moved to the corner of the treatment table. I hugged my knees and tried to blot out my face within it.

" Angel... Are you alright? "

Dave fondling my hair softly asked me in a worried tone. He cupped my face and looked at my fretful eyes. He placed his hand over my forehead and checked my temperature.

" Why are you boiling hot suddenly? You didn't let me know that you've fever. "

" No..I'm alright. "

I said weakly. I tried to act normal. That guy standing before me was gaping at me like he was looking at me for the first time. Is he acting? Or don't he remember me really? May be. He was fully drunk that night.

" Take this medicine. You'll feel better. "

Dave handed the tablet to me. I gulped it with water still my gaze fixed on that drunkard.

" Dave.. Let her take rest. We'll talk to her later. Take her to the room. "

The other guy said to him.

" No. I'm fine now. I'll stay here. "

I wanna find out whether that monster knew me or not. I need to find something about the other three guys who were involved with him.

I took the vacant chair next to Dave. I forced a smile to occupy my face.

" So.. She is your Angel?"

That jerk asked Dave. I hate to hear my name spelled by him.

Dave held my hand, " Yes. She is my Angel. "

They howled as though they heard something terrible.

" Don't you introduce your friends Dave?"

I wanna know about these despicable jerks.

" He is Roshan. Son of a successful industrialist and soon to be taking over his dad's position. "

That black haired brown eyed guy uttered a 'hi' and I too waved back eyeing him from head to toe trying to sort out any similarity between him and anyone of the beasts from that night.

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