Secrets Of The Heart ✓

Chapter 8 Secrets Revealed

"Not this time.
Avni you are doing wrong." I tried to convince her.

My eyes red with anger.
I gulped and tried to control the tears which were already there in my eyes.

Whenever I try to control my tears my face gets twitched in a crazy manner.
It becomes difficult for me to speak properly.

With great difficulty I said, "You know nothing about my relations with Aayush. You are falsely accusing me. "

Why are you hurting me more. I can't be more hurt. I am on the verge of self control and holding my pain and hiding my scars.
Don't hurt me again. Don't make me go through all that again. Please....

She asked," Why not? What is the damn problem? You will be protected just help me, help the police."

Her face was sweaty because of the continuous war between us.

" I am emotionally drained. I don't..." I tried completing but I heard a sound she was taking out a pair of silver Grey handcuffs from her pocket.

" I... "she mumbled but I could hear her.

" You always reward the right person in a wrong way. " I said quickly before speeding towards the entrance with Miss ACP following me.

I could have told her everything but why always me. Why I have to prove myself every time.

I ran as fast as I can. I very well knew that this would make her believe that I am wrong. But hell who cares.

Actually I do.

She was still chasing me.

As much as you try to run away from what destiny holds you cannot. It will chase you forever.

I couldn't do more. I took a sharp turn and ended up in a dead end before me.

She was there.

I wish I was Spiderman. I thought. I could have escaped. But my bad luck loves me even more than the hate my Goodluck has for me.

She hurried up to me and caught my hand.

"leave me." I shouted at the top of my labored, heavy and sore voice.

I couldn't control myself any longer.

I broke down. I fell on the metalled road with my knees bent.
Tears rolled down my reddened Cheeks.

"Please." I begged.

Her eyes were wet too. I believe she hadn't seen any man like this before. So alone, so vulnerable.

"Neil.. Try to..." she said in a soft voice.

"Do You know why I am running?" I asked with a hurt smile on my face.

Sometimes you laugh where you are not supposed to because your mind loses control and you pity yourself , you laugh upon yourself

"Because I don't want to help those people who gave me the deepest scar of my life.
The people who snatched my repute, my pride."

She listened carefully. She sat beside me and gently ran her hand on my back in an attempt to calm me.

I continued "I was training for IPS after clearing my exams. I was one of the best cadets in the institute. My friend Aayush was there too. We aspired to wear the prestigious uniform and serve others. But.... This helping desire killed itself.

One day both of us saved a fellow cadet from the atrocious behavior of Mr Siddham who was a bully.

I told him that he doesn't deserve to be in such a noble profession. He was the son of the commissioner.

He trapped us. Ruined us.

We knew he was a bully but we never thought he was a gangster in real.

He framed us for causing roits in the city reasoning that we wanted to achieve an opportunity to become the saviors and hence quick placement.

His father supported his misdeeds."

" Why didn't you fight back?" She spoke wiping away her tears.

" We couldn't find anything but corrupt lawyers who sold themselves even after knowing the truth. "

Truth is so cheap to buy. But even then we ordinary people can't afford it.

" We were suspended with a four month term in prison." I stiffened, the horrendous days flashing in my mind.

" What happened when you were released? "she catechised.

I wiped my tears only to create space for more.

" I was abused. People threw stones on my house. I was called a ' Cheat, a traitor'. Once even my mother got hurt because of a stone thrown at us.

I spent months inside my room holding unto myself crying, screaming, cursing myself .

Even tried to jump from the bridge where I met you." I completed. My eyes sore.
My throat dry and my heart beating at a fast pace.

" I..... I am really sorry. But then how did you end up being a musician. "she continued her enquiry.

Many a times the bad things happen to show you that there are some good things in store for you.

I smile crept on my face. The credit for this goes to...

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