And the story ends..?

Chapter 16

Swayam's POV

It seemed like I was living a nightmare and I just wanted to open my eyes and get over with it... but how could I... it was my reality. A reality which I was terrified to face.

Having Veer, unconscious, at the backseat of my car was getting on my nerves and I had absolutely no idea how to tackle the situation I was involuntarily into but there wasn't time to think it was time to act... Veer's life was at cost. God forbid if anything happened to him I wouldn't be able to forgive myself and I cannot even gauge the effect it would have on Kriya, irrespective of my fault or not.

All the possible heinous thoughts were invading my mind and it was getting difficult to focus on the drive. This few minutes' drive was torturous to its maximum extent. I was losing my control but I drove as fast as I could. The whole ride till the hospital, I just kept praying for him like it was my last wish in this life. I didn't want anything else. My heart was beating faster and faster with time and I just wanted him to be safe and fine.

The second I reached the hospital I went in and called out doctors and staff to help me out. They took out Veer on a stretcher and then straight led him to the emergency room. My heart was still beating at a great pace and it would probably stay the same until I hear the doctor say that Veer was fine. I didn't get a chance to look at the studio so I called my dance team and told them about the plight and asked them to reach the studio and see how much of the damage was done and other formalities of dealing with police and insurance claim.

I wasn't in the frame of being practical.

When I had some moments to myself I replayed the turmoil at the spot I found him.

Veer was lying on a makeshift bed unconscious. Thankfully the society had few doctors and they already gave him the necessary treatments so that he could stabilize. He had a steady pulse which got me some relief but he was unrecognizable due to the blood and the injuries all over his face and body. The guard told me that his clothes almost caught fire but he reached on time and saved him. And all of us too.

The doctors had tied clean clothes and bandages on most of the parts but still it wasn't enough. I went cold feet for some moments to see him like that but then held myself together for him.

Life was so unpredictable...!!! Moments ago I had a conversation with him and now, I was finding him barely alive and struggling. This showed that we should never take any moment for granted I mean it could be your last with someone and the guilt of not making it right the last time would always weigh on your chest.

Living a life with a guilt is no better than death. Even death might give you peace and set you free form the suffering but guilt, it would stay with you forever.

I lifted Veer's bed carefully with the help of the guard and put him in my car's backseat. He handed me his phone and helmet which I kept in the trunk. I didn't want to wait for the ambulance because the hospital was within 3 km so I decided to drive him by myself as the blood was still flowing out of his wounds.

Thinking about everything made it suffocating inside the hospital so I went outside to my car and took out Veer's phone. It was broken but still worked and I just wished that it wasn't locked.

Damn it!! It was, a pattern lock, so I tried to open it by trying the common patterns of locks and one of them hit the jackpot.

The phone opened and I saw the same picture which I saw him seeing on my wedding day. Their college fest picture was in front of me and I didn't know how to feel about it. Pushing all the thoughts behind, I called Veer's parents.

Her mother broke down immediately on hearing the news but his father was placid. I gave him the address of the hospital and he hanged the phone to reach as soon as possible.