Illicit Affairs

(10)*

"Abbu bhaiiiiiiiiiiiii" Ishaani screamed on top of her voice from her room and Abhishek rushed to her room
-only to find her lying down on her bed, with her chin cupped in her hands. He came in and hit her lightly on her head
"Yaar tu aise daraaya mat kar mai asie daudte bhaagte aaya hu" he complained, pouting at her
"Soory bhai.... but mujhe Nischay bhaai ke baare me kucch poochna tha" she told him, not maintaining eye contact. He patted her head slighlty
"Kya baat hai?" he asked, concerned.
"Kucch accha sa nahi lagra..." she paused and added "Bhaiyya kab tak aayenge? aur wo gaye hee kyu mujhe akele chhod ke?"
"Aaj raat ko hee aane waale hai, aur Italy gaye hai unke union ki kucch meetup type ki thi koyi serious matter hogaya tha wahi discuss karne" He tried his best to assure her
"Kucch nahi hoga tu stress kyu le rahi hai? pehle bhi bohot baar bhaai aate-jaate rehte the"
"But iss baar mujhe-"
He cut her off mid sentence "Apne bhaai ko jaanti nahi hai kya tu? kisi ke baap ki tini himmat nahi ki unhe chhoo tak sake... tu stress lena bandh kar" He hugged her slightly.
No doubt he was 'The Nischay', but behen hai tension toh hogi hee. She tried to shake off those unnecessary thoughts off her mind and asked Abhishek to stay with her, and then she fell asleep.

~

"Ye didi ko phone nahi uthaane ko ho raha hai" Ajey mumbed to himself, pacing about his room
"Aur ye manager bhi pata nahi kis baat ki salary leta hai- na ek msg, na call ka jawaab, na koyi info... ye duniya ke saare namune meri zindagi me hee kyun hain!!?"This time his voice was rather frustrated- and concerned.
He made another attempt of calling his sis but again, she didn't pick up. He decided to message her
"didii aapne message nahi kiya pahunch kar?"
"sab theek hai na?"
"maine ishaani se maafi mang li hai, ab khush?"
"Yaar ab toh baat karlo mujhseee"
"aaj mere collage mai fest haii vaisee"
"didiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii"
"ab mujhe ignore karogee??"
"jaoo mai bhi message nahi kar rhaaa"

He plopped down on his bed, defeated. 'Nakchadhi kahi ki' he mumbled to himself again and chuckled a bit.
He tried to call her once more, but she didn't pick up. 'Shayaad ab bhi naraz hain' he thought to himself, and sighed sadly. Nevertheless, he went to sleep

~

Aanya shut her eyes tightly 'This is it' she thought 'I love you Ajey'
The man pulled back his slide of the pistol, still positioned at her 

She heard a gunshot and then her mind went numb
All she could hear was an eerie silence around her
Maybe this was the end for her
She waited for the immense pain to clutch her, for her body to collapse to this gunshot

- But it didn't happen

She opened her eyes when she heard a loud thud, and found that very person lying down on the cold floor- his lifeless eyes open and a pool of blood surrounding him.

She looked up to find an unarmed Nischay, with a large metal rod which was covered with blood on one edge, and there were stains of blood on the wall beside her. She was breathing heavily and so was Nischay. He dropped the metal and it clanked to the ground. 

He glanced at Aanya who was standing there, trying to process what just happened.
Meanwhile Nischay carefully picked up the gun protecting himself from the puddle of blood and checked it for bullets- thanks to bhagwaanji it was fully loaded

"Chalo" he commanded and pulled her by her arm. She followed up close behind and then noticed his hand-
His hand was badly severed.
It was as if something sharp had cut across his hand and there was blood flowing through it. She then remembered that metal rod which had a sharp end. She looked up at him who was trying to get a glimpse of the guards, taking cover behind a wall

"Thank-" "Shhh" she was cut of mid sentence by Nischay, who was trying to avoid any attention
"Marne ki zyada jaldi hai kya tumhe!?" although he whispered, but he was certainly unhappy.
She decided to remain quiet until they found a safer place to hide in for atleast sometime.