Avneil:Jail Track FF [✓]

I don't deserve you..

The drive to her previous home was full of tears as the video played in her mind again and again. Either arrest her or buy her freedom by giving her to me. That is why he arrested her. But she, what did she do to him? Treated him like his prisoner. Shouted at him, said many a hurtful things. It had started to rain again. The rain in which she was enjoying a few minutes ago, now were nothing to her. She reached finally. Prakash had informed her that they all were going to a family function and wouldn't be there, which was good for her. She came out and went towards the main door. She was becoming cold by each passing minute. Her breathing became slightly heavier, but what about the weight she was carrying? She had to get rid of it. She rang the doorbell with shaking hands. She turned and sat on the wet stairs nearby, the rain wetting her.
Neil was in his room, staring at her picture and crying. The doorbell made him come out of his world as he wiped them and went out. Who could be at thia hour of the dark? He opened the door and saw a silhouette sitting. He couldn't make out who it was. The creaking of the door made her realise that he was there but she didn't turn. Neil suddenly noticed a thin, transparent pipe around the figure and recognised her. He went in quickly to get an umbrella noticing how wet she was. He brought it soon and went and sat near her one hand holding the umbrella above both of them and the other in his pocket. "You here?" He asked while smiling. She didn't reply. Just a tear fell from her eyes grasping his attention. He noticed how pale she was looking. He took her hand and asked "Avni? You alright? Have you been having those attacks again? Tell me." while facing her. "I am sorry." She whispered and looked down. "What for?" He asked. "I know he loved me. I took you in the wrong way. I am very sorry." She replied stammering. "It's okay. Look at me. Now that everything is fine, come inside. We'll be together. Again. It doesn't matter." He was on the verge of crying seeing her like this. "It does. I remember how pathetic your condition would be when we fought. Trust me. I never knew. I didn't have the slightest idea that things would turn out this bad. I just didn't..." She trailed off. "You don't need to justify yourself. I know I oppressed you completely. It isn't even your fault Avni ." He said cupping her face. "You don't think I am guilty?" She asked while still looking down. Neil nodded in a no. "And face me okay?" He said while raising her face. "You are too good for me. You were right. I don't deserve you. No one. I am illegitimate. I think I take things in a different way . I caused you so much trouble. If we hadn't met, you would have never been in a situation li.." she couldn't complete as he covered her mouth with his hands. "No. I was wrong. You deserve someone better than me. But I think I am also fine. I had to mention those things Avni. I am sorry if they hurt you badly." He paused. "If we hadn't met-" She began again but Neil cut her off "Then I would have been dead." He finished. "Okay. Enough of sorry. Come inside. You are so cold. You'll again faint or your breathing will become heavy again. Come." She nodded in a no. "Please don't accept me. He'll cause havoc in your life again." "No he won't. Tomorrow he is going to be hanged." He said sternly while pulling her. "What about him?" "Ashish Mehta?" She nodded. Neil sighed. "What about him?" He repeated. " He'll cause something bad. I know him. He's a bad omen as well. Just like me." "Avni stop calling yourself that. Leave him for now." He said while pulling her again and this time she allowed herself to pulled. "You know you've grown tall." He said while making her sit on the bed. She just hummed. "You know I have been drooling over this golden streak?" He chuckled. "Are you sure?" She asked. Neil went in front of her. "Yes." He whispered and started drying her wet hair with a towel. "Go and change. You'll catch cold." He said pointing towards her cupboard. She took one cloth and came out wearing it. Neil was arranging the bed for her. She saw him arranging the couch as well. "Why are you doing this?" She asked. "It will be new for you. You know after so many months. I want you to be comfortable." He said while shrugging his  shoulders. She just ran and hugged him, not wanting to let go and he hugged her back. He was craving for it so much. "Will I remain like this? Having attacks at every sight of him? Not being able to do as I want?" She asked while laying down along with him.
"We'll sort things together. I promise."
And they went into deep slumber after long, tiresome eight months.