Redeeming Love by Shikha Mishra (e book reader android txt) 📖

Vihaan's POV

"Where am I?" I say to myself. I take a look of my surrounding. Suddenly I hear some giggling. I start walking that way.

".....Bhai is not giving me his ice-cream. Tell him to give me." I smile seeing the very small Disha. I open my mouth but nothing comes instead I hear the small boy saying.

"Hritik give her your ice-cream. Don't tease her. Go and get another one." Getting a clear view of that boy I realise that it's the small version of me.

"No I am not giving her. I am not like you. Already she has eaten her and yours ice cream now she wants another one." the small version of hritik grumbles. My hands fist out seeing hritik in anger. But it immediately evaporates in the thin air as Disha starts crying. Without thinking much I run towards them.

Before I can reach them the small me takes the crying Disha away saying "You are being rude." 

I start following them.

"It's okay Disha don't cry." the small me says. He is holding her hand. I want to hold her.

"N-No *hiccup* vihu it's not alright."

"Let's get you another one but don't forget you may get black teeth if you eat one more ice cream." the small me says.

"Really you will get me another one vihu?" I can see her mouth getting watery.

"Yeah but you will get black teeth."

"I can handle them but just get me the icee-creammmmm."

"But you won't look beautiful then." the small me says sadly.

"I will not look beautiful?..." the small me nods his head. They stop walking "Then I guess... I don't need another one." Listening to that a laugh escapes me. And this feeling was like a long distance feeling which has reached me after ages.

They both turn my way and my mouth shuts down. I am feeling quite weird being under the gaze of two children in which one is me only.

"Hey Disha." I say and get shocked as my voice did come out.

Suddenly the small Disha changes into a crying Disha. The same Disha who was crying in my arms before we went to that restaurant. I lift my hand to her to get her in my arms and lool her to sleep.

"Vihaan I love you, forever." She shouts.

"Yeah I love you too." I reply with a huge smile and again lift my hand. She lifts her hand and before I can grab it and pull her warm self to myself she disappears in the this air.

Suddenly everything turns dark. I frantically run towards the random direction. "DISHAAAAAA. DISHAAAA." I keep shouting her name in the complete darkness in order to get a response from her.

"Vihaan our love is toxic." I turn towards left and start running that way as the sound came from there.

"Vihaan our love is toxic." I stop myself and run towards opposite direction as it came from opposite side. This happened many times.

"NO. NO. NO.... Our love is not toxic... My love is not toxic." I shout and fall on my knees but the words don't stop. They keep resonating in this dark place. I shut my ears with my palms and shook my head.

Suddenly I hear someone say "Wake up vihaan." And immediately my eyes opens coming face to face with a plain white colour ceiling. My breathing heavy. I wipe away the sweat formed on my forehead. I slid it down. My hand feels the wet petals of my eyes making me realise that I was fucking crying.

"Vihaan." My hand jerks away in an instant. My jaw hardens in anger. I immediately come in a seating position making her flinch. She immediately stands up and gets out of bed.

"What. the. fuck. are. you. doing. in. my. room?" I seethe out. This girl can't ever listen to whatever I say.

"I-I...came to call you and you were n-not.... answering so I-I...."

"Don't shutter and talk like a proper lady." I say getting irritated.

"So I came in."

"Now leave...." I flip the blanket which was tangled in my leg away. From my peripheral vision I see her moving away with a sad face. "and don't ever come in my room ever. Even if I am dying don't you...ever dare to come in my room without my permission." With that I move to the window. A tear slides down my eyes and instantly I wipe it away.

I gulp down a glass full of water with a pain killer and get in the bathroom to get ready for the day. I gaze at myself. The water dripping from the shower sliding down from my head. Some of them get lost in my beard while some escape the clutches of my beard. I come out wearing a white shirt tucked in black pants. I take my coat and leave the room. My breakfast arrives. I start eating it. After finishing it I stand up to leave but get stop by her.

"How was breakfast?" I roll my eyes.

"Good... Now what?" I ask blankly.

"It-its just that today I.... I made the breakfast." My blood starts boiling in anger. Instantly my hand reaches the chair which was beside me. I throw it beside her. She flinches. Her widen eyes meet my angered eyes.

"Are you fucking trying to be my wife now? Huh? Don't forget the reality or should I do it for you?..... Damn it answer me." Fat tears start sliding from her eyes. Good for her. She should have realised it when I gave her warning two years ago.

"Vihaan I am.... I am not like di-disha. I-I will lo......" Immediately I walk towards her and push her back. She moans in pain as her back collides with the wall.

"DON'T. YOU. EVER. FUCKING. TAKE. HER. NAME. BEFORE. ME. SONIYA." I shout. I have warned each and everyone who are in contact to me to never take her name infront of me. She nods her head. I pull away. Her hand instantly goes to her neck. I can see my marks around her neck but I don't feel a bit of concern. With a glare I turn away and see the workers have stopped doing their work for they are busy in watching the drama. Before I can shout at them they get busy in their work. I sure am getting a earful from dad.

I stride towards my car and get inside. My secretary tanuja is already inside and she starts telling me the routine of today. The driver starts the car. I remove my phone to check the emails. But my mind keeps playing the nightmare which I had.