Lost Without You

Chapter 27: Wishing Cure

Aariz's POV

Pain
Pain
Pain

Everything was pain since the time I left her. I was panting badly. The rising of my heart beat was too fast, making me choke while inhaling. A deep pain and clot in my throat. How could this happen to me? I never did wrong with anyone. And what did I do wrong to deserve this. Did Allah punished me for the mistake, when I couldn't able to save my little brother. Did someone give me malediction? But it was a mistake, a bad memory. I felt the same pain when he left me. But I couldn't lie, this one was more powerful and deep. It was deep and stabbing me with knife. I can't believe this all.

I can't. I crunched my head down forward as hot liquid filled my eyes. I wanted to stop breathing. This pain was too much to endured. I couldn't think straight. My mind a jumble up mess. I didn't want to conclude anything. Just rest and wanted to forget about anything. But the stinking pain in my heart was keep reminding me about her.

How could she do this to me?

All the time she fooled me. She played with my feelings. I was always honest from the start. How could she deceive me.

My head pained and felt like about to blast. If this situation could be happened with anyone else. I would tend to solve it rather than crying like pathetic ass. But the word Love just not letting me.

Her face keep shadowing my blurry vision, I called Aayla to check on her. After what she did to me. I still loved and cared about her. I told her to go to my house even though she was in class, but quieting it she asked seriously.

"What happened? Why do you said me to check her? Why haven't you drop her? " interrogated she.

Then I informed her about my matter and she got relax.

"Okay don't worry I'll go and check her. And brother stay strong everyone's with you. " she encouraged and I smiled.

"Okay baby sister. Now go and leave me a message. "

I end the call and sighed briefly. I couldn't come up with anything. I didn't wanted to discuss it to her. Then called Shehryar and talked with him briefly on something to be done. I can't sit clueless without finding the real story.

"Sir we are here, " the taxi driver said.

I came out of my thoughts and paid the fare. Getting out, I wore my serious mask, and my eyes turned cold, void of any emotions.

This pain will erase slowly.

***

"Cop's,"

"Captain ready to attack,"

"You there,"

"Check."

"Weapons."

All the soldiers spread in a queue with one cold command, weapons gripped in side pocket, ready to fight the war and to end the distortion. Hard ruthless expressions stuck on their face, not even a single light of life in them. Only game to reach their destination, to achieve what they were made for. The unity and passion, apathy screamed from miles away yet no voice could be heard. Only the chirping of scared birds, clanking and cracking of weapons being loading dread the moment.

Opposite held hatred and disliking was oozing out. An executioner, ruthless monster standing for the meaningless war yet stood firm, with one morale 'The outer world was behind him'

Minutes pass by, and days no one dared to start the war, yet the saneness was still hanging between.

On one midnight, suddenly gun shots were heard chilling the fear of people to crawl down in the pit of their stomach. The children were being scolded off with their rightful weeps out of terror.