Dhage -Rishto Ki Masoom Dor(Sumedh Mudgalkar) #Sumedhfiction #Ritika

Chapter 7 : 'Maine hi mara hai'

Sumedh's pov
Raghu was tightly holding Rohit's hands and Harsh raised the hockey stick on the air to beat Rohit to death.

Rohit closed his eyes tightly and Harsh started beating him with the hockey stick. Rohit wanted to scream, because of the pain but Raghu already tied a cloth on his mouth.

I slowly stood up from the ground and ran toward them, but Harsh noticed me. He stopped beating Rohit, turned toward me and kick me hard on the stomach. I fell on my bed.

I turned my face at my back and noticed that Rohit's head and hands started bleeding. He was crying and because of the blood which was coming from his head, his tears got red. My eyes got wet, because I couldn't save him. I was unable to save my best friend.

I turned my face to front and noticed that the screw driver was kept on the bed. I wiped my tears and took the screw driver. I stood up, turned back and looked at them.

I ran towards harsh with the screw driver, but at the last moment Harsh turned his face toward me and held my hand. He snatched the screw driver from my hand and slapped me hard by the back of his palm.

I fell on the ground and blood started coming out from my mouth. Harsh left the hockey stick, turned towards me and started kicking me by his legs. After few seconds, Raghu also joined him. I was screaming, while hiding my face because of the pain.

Rohit untied the cloth from his mouth, managed to stand up and pushed Raghu. They left me, angrily looked at Rohit and started punching him.

I looked at them and then noticed that the stick was laying on the ground. I took the hockey stick, stood up and raised the stick to attack Harsh.

But, Harsh turned towards me and angrily came forwards me with the screw driver. He gnashed the teeth and stabbed by the screw driver.

Time stopped - Everything stopped. My eyes and mouth were wide open and I stood numb. A complete silence was formed in the room. The hockey stick slowly slipped from my hand and fell on the ground. The sound of falling, broke the silence.

My eyes got red and silent tears started coming out from my eyes, when I realised that I was not stabbed. At the last moment, Rohit came in front of me and Harsh stabbed him.

My gaze was fixed on Rohit, when he fell on the ground while holding his stomach. Harsh and Raghu got scared and ran out from there.

I was still in shock and my heart stopped beating for few seconds. Finally, I sat on my knees beside him. I was still looking at him with open mouth and wide eyes. I wanted to say something, but my tongue got dry and words were not coming out from my mouth.

My eyes were glued on Rohit's stomach. But, I was lost in my thoughts. In that small time interval - all the memories of college, all our pranks, all our time which we spent together, started flashing in front of my eyes.

I came back into senses, when I noticed that blood started coming out from his stomach and the floor became red because of his blood.

I opened my mouth and yowled like a baby. I started crying, slipped toward Rohit and rested his head on my lap.

"R...Rohit..." I said while tapping on his cheeks. My hands were trembling. I looked at his stomach and started caressing the area beside stomach and asked in trembling voice, "K...Kya zar...zarurat thi b...beech mein a...ane ki."

He didn't answer anything. His eyes were closed. He was not unconscious, but couldn't open his eyes because of the pain. My shirt was filled with his blood.

"Aan...khe m...mat bandh karna Rohit... m...main abhi tujhe d...doctor ke paas le kar cha...chalta hu." I said while tapping his cheeks.

"Rohit... Rohit a...ankhe khol na b...bhai." I said and tears started coming out from my eyes.

"H...Haan... Rohit... Rohit t...tujhe bahut d...dard ho rha hai kya ?" I asked while looking at his stomach.

I looked at his stomach, held the screw driver and took out the screw driver with a jerk. He screamed in pain while holding the stomach. I started crying even more. He was in that condition because of me. He opened his eyes and looked at me with his painful eyes.

"K...kya za...zarurat thi... Rohit ?" I asked.

"T...Tere liye to ja...jaan bhi ha...haazir hai mere d...dost." He said with a painful smile.

"Ch...Chup chup k...kch nhi bolega tu... kuch nhi h...hoga tujhe... jab tak m...main tere saath ra...rahungga tujhe k...kuch nhi hone dungga." I said while placing my finger on his lips.

He looked at me and smiled. He slowly closed his eyes. I was crying and looking around. At the same time, warden opened the door. I stopped crying and instantly looked at him.

He didn't ask anything and called the ambulance.

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Next Morning,
Warden asked me to come back with him to the college. We came back and walked toward the director's sir office. Warden asked me to wait outside and he entered in the cabin. I walked and sat on the sofa.

I decided that I would tell everything about Harsh and Raghu. I looked up and noticed that sir called me in the cabin. I stood up and at the same time, I received a message. So, I took out my phone and checked the message.

I kept the phone in the pocket and walked towards the cabin. I held the handle of the door, took a deep breath and entered in the cabin.

Warden and director sir looked at me. Sir removed his glasses and looked at me. He noticed that my face was swelled up and blood was dried on my face. Rohit's blood was dried on my shirt.

"Rohit ko kisnein mara hai Sumedh ?" He asked in a familiar tone as if he knew that I couldn't do anything like that.

I took a deep breath and said, "Maine hi mara hai sir."

Director sir and warden widened their eyes. Sir looked at warden, wore the glasses and ordered, "Call the police."