Ms. Detective (I) {under construction}

25. Bad luck

"Rudra" I called but he wasn't in mood to turn towards me.

Jerk.

He was leaving, pissed off, when Mr. Khurana interrupted. He blocked his way.

Phew.

"Rudra please...... Deal with it" he scolds.

Rudra and I looked at Mr. Khurana, amazed. Cause Mr. Khurana never says these things,

not at least in front of me!

"Get lost you two" Rudra shouts at the top of his voice. "I hate you both" he was angry, very angry.

And moreover it was his hangover.

Fine, this may sound stupid but yeah...... His honey brown orbs were layered with hangover, his eyelids were looking heavy and he looked so irritated at everyone, overall, He looked hot when angry.

"It's your hangover" said I snatching his shoulder towards me.

"Why you both can't just fucking leave me alone?" He yells and rushes towards the stairs.

I do not wanted him to leave the house because he has just confessed about Mishti and this time I was curious enough to not let him go without talking about that mysterious man and that mysterious girl.

Mr. Khurana ran beside him to stop him.

"Not today my son" he holds his hand.

"I'm not your son did you understand that?!" he yells pushing Mr. Khurana. "I have lost my mother, who only cared for me" he yells and his voice cracks.

"Rudra" I yelled interrupting in between. He was getting so very wild. "Stop behaving like an animal" I yelled pushing him slightly.

Trust me that was such an unexpected start of the day.

Rudra was in hangover, and was confessing about his mother, like really!!

Mr. Khurana was in tears by now. He was hurt and Rudra was really rude to him. His words has hit straight in his heart.

But.

Rudra.

Ignoring everything,

proceeds towards the stairs.

And that's when his shoulder slightly pushes Mr. Khurana's shoulder.

Oh my God. There are fucking stairs!

Mr. Khurana's looses his balance and slips on stairs.

My eyes grew wider and wider and wider as he finally rolled down, bleeding.

"Sirrrrr"

Someone screamed from behind me. And that's when I realized it was a crowd of few apartment neighbours and the driver. We have reached outside our apartment, near the stairs.

Fuck.

Driver and some other apartment neighbours ran out to help Mr. Khurana.

My feet were stuck at the same place and my eyes just looking at unconsciously laying Mr. Khurana. And then, my eyes travelled towards Rudra.

He was standing like a statue, eyes stuck on Mr. Khurana and mind looked all numb.

*

It was one day after the accident. Mr. Khurana was still unconscious. Mrs. Khurana has also arrived and was weeping on my shoulder. Poor lady.