32. Tragedy and the date

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"Don't leave me......... Don't please....... I beg you.............. D-d-do not..... L-l-leave me....... Like........ e-v-e-r-y-o-n-e" He murmurs continuously on my lap. It has passed fifteen minutes I guess. And he's still in the same position and isn't even trying to listen to me.

"Rudra.... Stop it" I fumed shaking his shoulder. "Who has left you? Your family is there..... For you" I uplifted his chin, softly, to glance his deep honey brown orbs.

He looks at me, with that slaying smile of him, and heart piercing teary eyes.

"F-f-f-family!!!!!!!!" he laughed out louder.

"I mean your dad" his face was cupped by me.

"He lov-es his so-n more........ than me" he smirks painfully.

"It's not like that" I rubbed my thumb on his wet cheeks.

"It is..... Tiny" he was in my eyes and I, in his.

".........."

"Sor-rry T-t-trisha...." he corrects himself and ignores the eye contact.

"What nonsense are you cooking up in your mind? It's not at all whatsoever you are thinking about everything" I shook his face again.

He pulls me to sit beside him.

"Sshhh...... It's a secr-et"

I think this is the time I can talk to him about his childhood and those mysterious persons.... Firstly, MISHTI, Secondly that middle aged person whom he was scared to the extinct! And about his drugs, then about Abeer and Harsh and Mr. Khurana and yes.... Mrs. Khurana, and at last about that girl who met him at church.

This guy is a book of mysteries I swear.

"Will you not tell me the secret?" I asked placing myself beside him.

Now we both were resting our backs on the sofa and were sitting on floor.

"You wa-nt to li-st-en?" he asks looking at me, with his angelic eyes.

"Please" I insisted holding his hand.

"He......he......he.....used......to....."

"Come on say it" I turned myself towards him, out of curiosity.

"He..... He.....made......"

I can sense how hard is it to explain about his past. He was panicking now. His hands were shivering and his lips were quivering. He was sweaty and scared as hell!!

"Sshhh....." I embraced him. His head was on my shoulder and body was still.

".........." he was shaking because of fear.

"Tell me...... You want me to be with you no?!" I broke the hug and he looks at me. I cupped his face again.

"A-l-w-a-y-s"

"Then tell me...... Please....."

"He.........he........he used to...... B-e-a-t.... Us" he cries while his chin was placed on my palms.
B-e-a-t? He is not clear. And did he said "us"?

"What are you talking about Rudra? Please be clear......" I insisted.

"You......you will not tell him right?"

"Whom? Mr. Khurana?"

"B-A-D-M-A-N"

What!!!

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