Cursed love Chapter 8

CHAPTER 8

In quick fractions of time, Arnav had wrapped his arm around Khushi's waist, picked her up and swirled her along with him to get out of the cars path, the side of his knee almost touched the side of the car as it drove away.

Arnav's forehead hit the car's bonnet that was parked and all this happened so quickly that he lost the chance to saved Khushi's head from hitting the car. Although, he did manage to slip his hand her neck to save her from critical injury.

"Bhai!" Akaash shouted as he rushed towards both of them.

Khushi was frozen, her brain seemed to be dead. She held her aching head and shortly after had lost her consciousness. Arnav who was on top of her immediately sat and held her in his arm.

"Chote you okay!?" Anjali asked. He nodded. "Oh god, Khushi," Anjali shouted.

"Did you note the number, Akaash?"

"Bhai that car was without the number plate. The cars mirrors were black that made me hard to see who was in it."

"Khushi," Arnav called an patted her cheek lightly. His voice sounded calm.

"Bhai, looks like bunch of college students," NK said.

"I take her to the hospital," Arnav said. As he carried Khushi in his arms.

"NK, you take Anjali di home. Akaash, and Aman you call the police. And ask them to find that bas***d, whoever it was."

"Chote, blood on your forehead."

"Di, go home I will be fine. Khushi need attention."

"Bhai, you go, I will see everything."

Arnav made Khushi sit in the front seat, fastened her seatbelt and as quick as he could he got in the drivers seat. Fastened his own seat belt and swirled the wheel in one quick turn, his BMW's mark printed on the floor, and he drove at quiet the fast speed.

At the hospital...

"Mr. Raizada," doctor said, hurriedly as he saw Arnav carrying Khushi and running in the hospital.

"In what room?" he asked. Doctor hurried and took Khushi to the available room.

"Mr. Raizada, who is she and what's wrong with her?" Doctor asked.

"Dr. Shah, she fainted. She was close to have an accident with the car."

"Probably due to the shock," she said. "Mr. Raizada please wait outside, I do her check up. But I guess you need a dressing too."

"Nurse, do Mr. Raizada's dressing."

"Yes, doctor."

Arnav didn't feel like leaving her. Her face was pale as he looked at her. And when he checked his hand there was a blood on it. It was Khushi's.

"Mr. Raizada, she will be fine," Dr. Shah repeated.

Arnav denied to go along with the nurse and asked him to bring the first aid outside Khushi's ward.

He looked at her through the window, his eyes were moist. As the tear did manage to form at the corner of his eyelid. And he was unaware of it.

Akaash asked the receptionist in what room Khushi was.

"Room 100, straight and then take left," receptionist said.

He ran from there and when he saw Arnav he rushed to him. "Bhai, how is Khushi?" he asked.

"Akaash, I had asked you to inform the police."

"Bhai, I have and they are out their searching. They are looking for the CCTV footages for the clues. Bhai, Anjali di sent me here."

"How...how is she?"

"NK and Aman has calmed her down. She was quite shaken up with the whole incident."

Arnav was worried about Anjali. And when he looked at Khushi, different emotions clogged his heart and none were clear to him.

Arnav saw Dr. Shah coming after Khushi's checkup. "Doctor, how is she?"

"Mr. Raizada, luckily nothing to worry about although, she has a minor head injury. However, nothing to worry about. She will be okay by morning. And she will regain her senses in just an hour, and you can take her home."

"Thank-you, doctor," Akaash said.

***
"This is freaking second home," Arnav said.

"First it was Anjali di and now Khushi," Akaash said.

"Akaash, you know what!? In both cases Khushi was involved. I mean when Anjali di met with an accident it was Khushi too who was present there. And she was the only one."

"You think it was not at all coincidence and it's someone who is after Khushi's life?"

"I don't know Akaash, it could be."

"Khushi will tell us about it," Arnav said.

***
"Khushi, how are you feeling?" Akaash asked.

"I am feeling better," she said. Her voice told him she was rather weak.

"Khushi, don't worry, Dr. Shah said you are perfectly fine. It's just a minor injury."

She smiled.

"Where is Arnav, sir?" she asked. "How is he?" Khushi remembered him getting injured too. "He..."

"He...he is here. He is fine, Khushi."

Khushi didn't know if he was lying. She thought because of her it all happened.

"Khushi, you take rest. When bhai comes we will leave. You need a rest. And if you want you can stay here."

"No, I am fine. Anjali di, must be worried."

"She is. You wait here, I get bhai and if you are okay. We can leave."

She nodded in a reply. She sat up with a difficulty. "Bhai, here you are. Khushi is up. Aman has just called me and want me at the hotel. Bhai please help Khushi. And also Anjali di is quite worried. She won't sleep until Khushi reach home."

Arnav shook his head in anger. He thought it was all happening because of her. The day she has come in their life something was happening. Because of her, his sister met with an accident.

He walked inside. Khushi was silently crying. Partially because of the pain and the situation she was putting Arnav's family in. She looked away from and wiped her tears when Arnav entered the ward. He was quite angry, but as soon as he looked at her, his heart softened.

"We are going home," he said and didn't look at her. She got up the bed.

Without lending a hand of help he just stood there. Khushi saw a bandage on his forehead. Before she could ask how he was, Arnav said, "I am waiting outside make sure you come soon."

Khushi was in tears. He was cold, deadly cold. Only she knew was in his eyes there was only hatred for her, maybe.

She took a slow steps. Her mind reeled back. When she saw his back and him walking at the fast pace away from her.

The whole surrounding as far as she could saw was just a dark place. She was calling someone, in fact, shouting. To stop him. She could see he was a male.

In the present time she could feel the pain that she felt in her past.

The car's headlights flashed, the headlights made her shield her eyes. The guy she was trying to call was right in front of the car. He didn't make any effort to save himself but just kept on walking towards the car that was advancing towards him. She tried to shout. But her voice was choked. Her windpipe felt as it was chocked.

She could only force herself, but it was of no help. Until, the man was hit by the car. And she shouted.

"No!"

She saw blood on her hands. As everything came back to the reality, darkness was gone, but Khushi was unaware of it.

People present in the hospital all dreaded to hear her scream. Arnav had just not gone too far. His head shot back at her.

"No," she was screaming again and again.

"Khushi," Arnav ran to her. He thought she was in pain. She had held her forehead. He ran faster before Khushi fell on her knees, he held her by her arms so that he doesn't fall.

"What happen!?" he asked.

"He...he...he is going to a killed," she said as she cried in exasperation.

"Who Khushi?" he asked.

"He...he was going that way. I don't know who he was? He just got struck by a car."

"Blood," she looked at her hands. "Blood!?" he asked."Where is it?" he asked.

"Please believe me sir, he needs help."

Arnav didn't know whom she was talking about.

He thought, may be it was post accident she was shocked.

"Khushi, I will make sure he is fine," he said to calm her. "Please sir, he needs help."

"Khushi, it was just your mind playing games with you."

"No," she screamed. "He needs help," her voice was shaking.

"Shut up," he yelled. "There is no one hurt here. Alright! You are at the hospital."

Khushi looked all around and saw there was no dark world, no car, no man.

"Now, just let's go home."

***
At RM.

Arnav and Khushi were home around 2:00 AM in the morning. Doctor had suggested her to take her home. So that she could rest properly.

Arnav helped Khushi as he held her by her shoulders. Arnav was looking at her at the nook of his eyes. She was fine now. Even she said "it was my minds playing tricks with me."

"Arnav baba," Mary said.

"Mary, how is Anjali di?"

"She just went to sleep, baba."

"Khushi bitiya, how are you feeling?"

"Mary, she is fine, and need a help. Can you please get something for her to eat?" he said. He knew she hadn't eaten her food.

"Baba, give me 10 minutes, I will be back with it soon."

"That will be great," he said.

Mary leaves to the kitchen to fetch food.

Arnav helped Khushi to get her to room.

Khushi had sat on the bed, and Arnav was about to leave after telling her that Mary will be there with food.

"Sir," she called. He immediately turned.

"Hmm."

"I am sorry," she said, not looking at him.

"No, it's fine," he said.

"Khushi," he said. "Can I talk to you?"

She lightly nodded. He walked back into the room and sat on the bed.

Khushi was terrified and didn't know what he was going to ask or say.

"Khushi, I know I shouldn't be asking you this. At this moment. But after today's incident and keeping in mind Anjali di's accident, and your presence there, I guess it's someone who is after your life."

Khushi's heart beat raced hearing that. For whole time, he was just playing with his hands and didn't even look at her.

"It's just my belief. You can let me know...So that we can tell this to the police."

"And you were really scared today. I don't know why I felt as you fear that person who might want to harm you. Or your close one."

Khushi had never thought about that angle. But she didn't even know if anyone would be after her life.

Even Arnav knew she is innocent to fall in such a trap.

"I don't know. It never happened before," she said.

"Hmm, it's okay, I think it would be just a bunch of college students. There are a few of them in the city who are doing crimes. Probably they were involve in it," he said to make her feel better.

"And if you know anyone," he shrugged his one shoulder. "You know at some point of time there might be something that had happened, if you don't remember now try to and do let me know."

"I am sorry," she said.

"Sorry?"

"Sorry, I am troubling you and Anjali di."

He was shaking his head. And he looked at her. For the first time during their conversation. Khushi felt shivers rising up her spine when she looked in his grey eyes. The one that she often saw in her dream. Instant connection was made there. He looked back on the floor. "I love my sister, Khushi," he said.

Her name from her mouth vanished her exterior thoughts.

She found herself smiling for no reason. "I know, I was little rude to you," he admitted. "But thank you from bottom of my heart," he said. "Thank-you for saving my sister's
life."

He had no idea why he was telling her this. And beside his doubts he was thanking her. But he felt he should share it with her. He felt kind off positivity when she was around him.

"I have a sister too," she said.

He smiled. "Really!?"

"Yes, she is my mami's daughter, Anshu."

"That's something common in between us," he said.

She nodded.

"Sir, presentation?"

"Oh, don't worry, we can postpone the meeting from tomorrow to day after tomorrow. If you will be fine, we can go with it. It's just an annual meetings that we held at every hotel of ours. I am done with the abroad ones. Now here in India is left."

"I can finish it now and we will present in the evening. Sir, I don't want you to postpone meetings because of me."

"No, it's alright!" he said. "I have already informed Bangalore HeadOffice and they will finish it. You have your food and rest, you need it."

"Thank-you, sir," she said.

"You are welcome," he said and left.

***
Mary came when Arnav left. She helped Khushi eat her food. After she was done, Mary went to keep the dishes in the kitchen and came back.

"Khushi, bitiya. I will stay with you today."

"No, you really don't have to," she said.

"I know you will be okay, but Arnav, baba wants me to be with you at least, for tonight. And I do think you need help.

Khushi didn't argue after that. "Bitiya sleep, if you need anything do let me know. I am here sitting."

Khushi nodded before she laid on the bed. As soon as she had her eyes closed.

She felt someone sitting on her bed. His eyes on her and cruel smile on his face. As a predator for his prey, he had nothing good to do but wait to kill his prey before he really torture it. With her eyes closed she could tell the locket that she was wearing had turned a colour from blue to the blood red. A sign of an evil. Her hands had fisted the blanket on either of the bed. Fear crept in her mind, and was terrified to open her eyes.

Khushi was screaming for help, but really no one can hear it. Not even Mary who was in her room. Her legs were trying to kick the evil. But it was just a kick in the air. She felt her hands cuffed on her either sides.

Arnav was in his room and it was him who felt the strong presence of someone. And a cry for help. He ran to Anjali's room, but she was fast asleep. Then he went to Khushi's room. She was crying, screaming; but Mary was in deep sleep to even realize.

"Khushi," he screamed. He rushed to her sat beside her, she was covered in sweat. It was her soul in pain.

Khushi had stopped kicking, but still wailed in pain, and pain was beyond even the woman that feel during the childbirth.

Arnav kept a hand on her head and took all her pain by simply transfer it from her body to his. Khushi's body relaxed. And her eyes flew open. She sat up and hugged Arnav.

"Arnav ji, he...Some one was here!"

Arnav was too lost to realize that she didn't call him sir, but Arnavji. And neither did Khushi knew she had said.

But the only thing he knew Khushi was going through something that he didn't know. Something that was beyond words, and any descriptions.

"Khushi, no one was there. It was just a dream," he told her. But he couldn't say he was right. Because he wasn't. The presence of something just before he had come to the room was strong. And of Khushi's pain he did know he was accurate, and for sure it was just not in his head. Her pain he could only take, but couldn't feel; however, he could measure it. Khushi had clung to him tightly. He wrapped his arm around her.

Another shocking thing Mary was sound asleep and was snoring. When Khushi was screaming on top of her lungs she didn't hear.

He didn't break the hug and kept his arms tight around her and let Khushi calmed. But she was only trembling, and had clenched Arnav's T- shirt in her hands. Her face was dug in Arnav's chest too scared to look anywhere else.

However, knowing she knew sleep, Arnav drenched little energy from her body and was extremely careful so that he doesn't kill her. He took energy from her just enough to make her sleep. Her head fell back and she was asleep.

Arnav was only five year old when he was told that he had the ability to drench anyone of their energy and literally kill them. And also, he could take anybody's pain. And himself just not feel an ounce of it.

He laid Khushi on the bed and remained sitting there.

But only left the room for a while to call Nani. It was 4:30 AM. And knew Nani would be up as she was an early riser. But she didn't pick his phone. He came back to the room and covered Khushi properly with the blanket.

***