I Hate You ,But I Love You

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Laksh follows DP to his room determined to clear any type of misunderstanding, he can't let his innocent friend suffer because of someone's else mistakes.

DP shakes with anger and guilt?
How can he be so ignorant, after knowing that his so called dead Son is alive and maybe nearby he didn't think of it much!

Laksh-( sits on his knees holding DP's hand gently) Dad....
DP- throw his things out!
Laksh- Dad, he's not.......
DP-(stands removing his hand) I can't believe after knowing everything how can you......
Laksh- he's not Bhai!

DP looks him in disbelief.

DP- what? Don't try to help him....
Laksh-(faces him, staring him right in eyes) Dad, he's not Bhai, they just have same name.
DP- how can you be so sure?
Laksh- (confidently) because I know him, Dad he don't even about all this, infact he's not from India, yes, he's from London and this is his first time in India.
DP-(not believing) you don't know what type of person he is .......
Laksh-(confidently) but I know my friend! Dad, trust me we have been friends for months and I trust him!
DP-I don't care,he won't be living here.....
Laksh-Dad, I insisted him to move here but after knowing truth I too started to despise him but it was my fault not, I know Dad its hard for you to trust him but trust me in this, please!
DP- Laksh you can't just trust anyone....
Laksh-(holds his hand, pleading eyes) please, Dad for me!! Please please please!! Give him a chance you will know, please!

DP shakes his head he can't deny him but he feels uneasy.

DP- (sigh) fine, just because of you.
Laksh-(hugs him happily) thank you Dad! You are best!!
DP-(pats his hair) now go take rest.

DP turns to check files but stills hearing Laksh's question.

Laksh- Do you really hate Bhai ?

Laksh waits for any answer but all he receives is silence, knowing best not to push topic further he wishes him 'goodnight' before walking out.

DP stares ahead wall silently.

DP-(whisper) No one can hate his own child no matter what......

Penthouse
Aman-(stares Sanskaar's blank face) what now? You can't go back so......
Arena-you are not going back.......
Sanskaar- who said I'll not?
Aman-( furrowed eyebrow) what do you mean? Mr Maheshwari won't allow you back I mean.......

He gets cut off my Sanskaar's phone vibrating, Sanskaar leans back on couch, one hand resting over couch's arm ,other lightly tapping on the expensive wooden table as he didn't bother picking up call making Aman and Arena glace each other nervously,
calling Laksh.

Aman-(gulps) w.. why d.. don't you pick......

Sanskaar's one glance stops him continuing further.

Sanskaar- (smirk) Let my little brother worry for his beloved brother. Its not fun if I answer now,is it?

Aman didn't say anything, he knows he shouldn't, Sanskaar won't appreciate it, and he still loves his life.

Sanskaar's eyes travel to servants in room, four.
He continues to tap his finger staring intensely all servants in room till his eyes meets one, he starts to shake violently, Sanskaar smirk, satisfied.

Arena squint eyes, Sanskaar makes his way towards the poor servant, servant's eyes widened at this, glass fell from his hand shattering in pieces, Sanskaar smirk at his state,he likes it.

Aman tries to interfere but stops on Arena's signal, both pity the said servant as Aman order others to evacuate, they almost ran immediately.

Sanskaar-(press sharp knife on servant's neck) You seems to disagree with me?

Arena gasps at his sudden action while Aman wonder, where he get knife from? , he sigh looking bowl of fresh cut fruits on table, nearby.

Servant looks Aman for help who only sigh.

Sanskaar-(scoff) I hate when people ignore me....... I ASKED YOU SOMETHING?!!

Every single person present in room shiver at his sudden raised voice, Arena cower behind Aman squished her hand, Aman gulps at the dark aura radiating from him showing dominant, powerful, terrifying side of Sanskaar.

Servant-(verge on crying) I.... I.... I am..so.. sorry.....
Sanskaar-(smile, lightly tapping his shoulder) Ah no problem.... And as for phone call (he gesture towards his ringing phone) they need to feel guilty now, don't they?
Servant-(stammer) y..ye..yes s..sir....
Sanskaar-(turns on his heels, twirling knife between his trained hand, stern, blank face) If They Are Going To Be Miserable Then, Its Going To Be Because Of Me.

Aman looks stunned at his confession, he thought Sanskaar would give them a chance but he's.......

Arena can't believe if she's hearing right or not.

While the servant looks dumbfounded at his statement .

Sanskaar walks back picking up his phone as it continues to ring, he stares at Laksh's flashing name.

Sanskaar- Every step they take will be because of me, for me, all they could think of will be me,all they care will be me, all they fear will be me because I'm in control of their life.

He throws his phone across the wall shattering it as its screen turns black.

Aman ,Arena flinched at this.

Thank you.
Now, what you think about Sanskaar?

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