Life on move

Chapter 16

Aarnav POV

Things are going as smooth as they can. It's been three days and yet I can't sit without pain in my back. The biggest problem is pain in my chest. Now the thing is that day during fight I took quite a fall on my chest and even a punch but that punch was not to hard. In the worry to hide my face and hand from bhai I didn't think much about the pain in my chest. I ignored it as much as I could and now the problem is that due to big bad bruise even the movement of my hands is painful. That day when bhai asked if I was hurt somewhere else also I refused and now I can't tell him as telling him now will be like putting my head under the hammer. That day only I should have told him but no I have to be an idiot at times. Now why am I cribbing about it... O yes I am cribbing because I can't put on my t-shirt without pain. I have been wearing shirts since last few days as they are bit easy to put on and remove but today bhai asked me to wear a t-shirt. Nope, he don't tell us to what to wear it is just that I was going out with my friends and when he asked where I told him to play pool. So he asked me to change my shirt and wear t-shirt. And now I am stuck.

"What's taking you so long?"

"Coming bhai." What else can be done? Bearing the pain I put on my t-shirt. It is so painful that I couldn't stop the tears from falling. Cleaning my face I went out to join my family for breakfast.

"Took you long enough."

"Couldn't decide which one to wear."

"It's just a t-shirt and you are going out to play not on date." Pahel spoke up smiling ear to ear.

"I agree." Bhai said returning the same smile.

"But one need to look good. you never know." I replied smiling which soon turned into a frown when juice fell on my t-shirt.

"I am sorry sir." Mohit, one of the servants said.

"It's okay." I dismissed him and excused myself but got stopped by bhai.

"Just remove your t-shirt and have breakfast first. You can wear another one later. It's getting late baccha." Bhai said and got busy with Pahel who was trying to decide what to have. I again got lost in my thoughts of what to do now when bhai broke my trance.

"What are you waiting for? Remove the t-shirt and start eating." After that he asked one of the maids to come and take my t-shirt away.

Why God? Why do want me dead? I waited for few seconds and when bhai looked at Pahel to ask her about her plan I started removing my t-shirt. I know he will find out now but still lets see if I can hide it.

Abeer POV

I was talking to Pahel when she stopped in between and looked wide eyes at something. I followed her gaze and couldn't believe what I saw. There was dark blue-black bruise on Aarnav chest. He was trying to remove his t-shirt but it must be painful. It has to be painful. I couldn't stop myself from cursing at the site of that bruise.

"What the hell?" My loud voice made Aarnav to put down his t-shirt and look at me with scared eyes. I got up from my chair and pulled him up from his. I was concerned but I was angry too. If I am not wrong it is from the day when he got in fight.

"Pull up your t-shirt." I commanded.

"Bhai... I..."

"Pull it up." I am losing my patience.

He started pulling it up. With broken fingers and bruised chest I am sure it was painful for him. Everyone was looking at me with little scared expressions.

"Get me a scissors." With this order of mine everyone became statues. As if forgot how to breathe. What are they thinking? Aarnav stopped his efforts to remove the T. shirts and just starred at me. He was scared and he should be but of the punishment not me.