The Things That I Left Behind..

Chapter-77

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Oh and this is a serious chapter. If you are someone who feels uncomfortable by acts of violence you may want to avoid major parts. Do not question how he did or stuff like that please! I am still a budding writer who may have loopholes in story 😅
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C h a p t e r - 77

"Many survivors insist they're not courageous: 'If I were courageous I would have stopped the abuse.'
'If I were courageous, I wouldn't be scared'...Most of us have it mixed up.
You don't start with courage and then face fear.
You become courageous because you face your fear."

-The Courage to Heal Workbook by Laura Davis

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Warning ⚠️ :
If you are triggered by the violence please avoid the part from where it is mentioned trigger.
"You are not serious."
Those were my first words when I spoke to Aditya.
He shrugged before sipping his coffee and then he spoke,"I am."
I ran my hands through my face before asking softly,"Where is she?"
He looked at his watch and said,"She is at home.Mom and Dad are away for this weekend."
I could simply say."Oh."
I tried to process that Susan wanted to meet me.
It was easier to write letters then face her.
Aditya stared at me before encircling his hand around mine.
I looked back at him as he spoke,"Sara,believe me. Running away will only take you away from her."
I wanted to say something but instead my eyes were tearing up.
He instantly got up and pulled me towards his car.
He knew I couldn't speak in a cafe freely.
Thankfully the bill had been paid earlier.
I quietly sat on his car's front before he took my hand and asked,"What's bothering you?"
I replied in a sad voice,"How can I face her when she lost her baby because of me?"
I let out small cry before he hugged me.
He spoke,a while later,"Sara.It wasn't you.It was him."
I knew it. But how could I not blame myself.
I tried to reason with him,"You don't understand..."
He instantly stopped hugging and faced me.
His eyes compelled me to stare back as he spoke,"Sara.Trust me.I have looked at my sister.I have watched my sister change.I know what she went through."
I protested,"Its hard.Okay. I can't face myself everyday.I have been a destruction."
He tried to say,"Sara..."
I couldn't Hold back as I spoke,"I will always blame myself and Tusshar. That day,two innocent lives were lost!"
He instantly stopped at my outburst.
I was breathing heavily.
Suddenly my eyes spotted the very person who was the reason of my misery.
He was smirking like a merciless person.
He grinned as he pointed the gun at Aditya.
Of course,he knew how precious Aditya had been for me. I had shared with him.
And next I knew,I turned Aditya to the side,as the bullet went inside me.
I didn't realise where the bullet had shot me but I felt that things were riling inside me.
I don't know what happened next but I knew I blurted while blinking tears before blacking out.
"That day,Susan lost hers and I lost mine baby."

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I awoke at the hospital with the familiar smell overwhelming me.
I slowly opened my eyes and saw Aditya sleeping next to me.
I would have ran my fingers through his hair but my hand seem to be fractured or sprained.
Great! I am a damsel in distress again!
At my groan,Aditya seem to be awake and he immediately sprang into action as he checked me and asked,"Are you okay?"
I nodded before he called a doctor.
The doctor questioned me before he went away with few of advices I had to endure.
As soon as he went,I spoke ,"He wasn't my imagination.He was really there in London."
Aditya seemed to say nothing before nodding.
He sat beside me and took my hand in his.
Everytime he did this,my heart fluttered at his small gestures.
He spoke,"He is a douchebag.He was trying to hurt you always."
I ignored the lump that formed in my throat.
Aditya seemed to be in so much anger.
"I want to fucking kill him.I would have but then you were lying there.I knew who I had to chose.He has caused too much pain to you,your family and Susan."
His knuckles had turned white and he seemed to be wistful.
I could only nod at him before I wiped my eyes.
He instantly wiped it with his fingers and spoke,"I am really surrounded by some brave women. But tell me Sara,does Sanjana Aunty know?"
I shook my head and sobbed.
He tried to console me.
I spoke,"I didn't want to think. I thought scars and memories are same. Both would get healed with time. I was wrong. Some scars and memories never leave you. I still remember the only good thing I expected from that marriage was the child I was carrying."