Poison Raised

Chapter 4

Hello Guys... so so sorry for the delay.....

Any ways here's the next part..... trying to cover up for "Alive with you" and "Rum or whisky " as well.. Stay tuned...

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Chapter 4

Startled by the accident, he rose from the depth and looked for the source who dumped him inside. But there was no one. Just then he saw to hands vigorously splaying at the water, anxiously beating the water as if they were trying to get  a hold of it. He arched forward and caught the hands. The touch made some charged vibration ran across his body. he felt his body stiffened and he dropped the hands. the hands repeated their panting motion and as if it now clicked him, that someone was drowning, he again arched his body and pulled the hands closer to him . Stabilizing it and leaned the body closer to him, giving it a stand on support.

A fair girl encircled her soft arms around him, to keep her from drowning as if it were the only ray of hope. Her breathing unstable, her eyes wide open initially and the she used her hand to wipe them, to let the water flow away from them. her eyes red, probably because of the water. and her body shivering against his own. He starred at her beautiful facial features, her wide oval eyes, her wet petal shaped lips, her blushing cheeks decorated with droplets of water and her wet hairs clinging to her face. He keep his eyes locked on her face, pleasuring his eyes with the divine beauty. he had never seen, someone so beautiful.

"Madhura....Madhura.... stop running, i have seen you." Kanika and other girls from the village cried. But Madhura, was like the wind, so fast, it was impossible to catch her. Her friends could chase her forever, she wasn't the one to accept her defeat easily. she turned backwards to see if they were still after her, laughing continuously and hopping around, when at a moment, her leg slipped and she dashed at something, maybe someone, a hard thing. and before she could give a look at what it was, she found herself in the river. with the next moment, she was drowning. It was suffocating, she couldn't breath and she found herself tapping on the water to gain some support and stay at the surface.

When if felt like, she will not be able to respire any more. Two strong hands pulled her out of the water and she was glad to see she was alive. she wiped the water out of her face and saw a handsome hunk holding her in his arms, she tried to wriggle, but he wouldn't let go, he was starring at her with intense charcoal eyes. his eyes were different there was alight grey periphery to his eyes. she then noticed how perfectly carved his hand were, muscular and strong. his features were poised. it brought a shy smile to play across her lips and she looked down. Just then Kanika barged in there and disturbed their solace.

"Madhura?? are you ok?" Kanika said, her words laced with worry. the moment broke into pieces as they gained there consciousness and realized the cold water has made there legs go numb. she pulled away slightly and was dissapointed when the man let go off her. Kanika then gave her hand and helped Madhura out.

Hriday was still mesmerized by her beauty. he never wanted to let her out of his arms. it felt so perfect, but he had too. he can't make a total fool of himself, although it was exactly what he was doing by starring at her without even blinking his eyelids. he had walked out of the cold river and was looking how her curls were falling on her face when she was trying to pat dry her self with her duppatta (stole). he then saw the girl loking at him and smiling down as if she was too shy to look at him.

The next moment he saw the other girl taking hold of her arm and taking her away. they were about to go, when he said, "Rukia....kya aap aksar yahan aapti hain? (wait...do you come here often?). she turned around to look at him and decided to answer. "No....and i am sorry, hamari wajah se aap bhi paani me...(because of me, you also got into the water...)" and with that a giggle left her throat. Her laughter was like a melody to his ears and her voice an octave of tune. he wanted to talk to her, listen to her voice, but before he could say anything else. she was gone.