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

Disha's POV

“You are phenomenal." Goosebumps passes through my body as his breath hits by neck. In a lightning speed I turn around, to only get hit by his body. Moving my hairs away from my face I look up and my heart stops beating. A shudder passes through my body.

The look on his face is different very different. It's the same look which he had on our wedding night, when he had confessed about his madness for me by taking our unborn baby and at the last day of us being together when I had said that I will only love him for forever. And there is a determination in his eyes.

Ignoring his looks and taking my heart beats in control I say “And you are stupid." With that being said I jerk away from him. Turning away from him I start making my way upstairs. Ascending the stairs I glance at both sides. The left side only has one room and it's light are lit which means miss renuka is in that room. And the right side has two rooms.

I turn towards right. I hear vihaan's footsteps behind me. Ignoring it I stop before the room which is at the very corner. I twist the knob and the door clicks opens. I come across a very basic room containing a bed, nightstands beside the head of the bed, etcetera and etcetera. I get inside. I find a door to my left.

‘Must be bathroom.'

I stride towards it. I open the door and come across a very small bathroom containing a small toilet and a shower beside it. A small basin inbetween the toilet and shower. I turn away from the bathroom after closing the door. I bump on something. Moving back I rub my head with my hand as my eyes falls on shoes of Vihaan's.

Clicking my tongue in annoyance I say “What are you doing here?" My eyes falls on window to see that it's raining heavily with gusty winds making the branches of the trees to move from left to right.

“Doing what you are doing." Moving my eyes away from the window I glance at his face and give him a confuse look. He rolls his eyes and says “Checking the room. Duh."

“Why?" I ask. Turning away from me he walks towards the bed. Me hot in his tail. He plops down on the bed and I stand before him.

“For the same reason you are doing. By the way this room is damn small. But the thing which I liked about this room is the bed. It's small and perfect." he replies with his eyes on me.

“I am checking the room because I am going to stay here but why are you checking out this room?" I ask.

“Because I am also staying in this room." I open my mouth to protest but he beats me on it “Before you say anything hear me out. As you know for that annoying lady...." I give him a deadly glare “I mean sweet lady we are husband and wife...." I nod my head in yes. “So that means she will want us to share the room as you know husband and wife don't live in separate rooms. So we are both here. Now my back is in pain would you please apply medicine on it...." he lays down on the bed with his front on the bed after removing his tshirt “They are on the night stand."

I get remembered of his wound and the reason I ended up here. Guilt surges through me but I don't let it show on my face. My sight falls on the night stand on which my purse and some tubes were kept. Retreating the tube from the night stand I gaze at his back. The bullet marks are on his left shoulder and one just above the hip bone.

Squeezing the cream on my index and middle finger I apply it on his wound. “Was it hard?" I ask. Keeping the tube back on the nightstand I start rummaging in my purse for my phone. My attention fully on vihaan.

“What?" he replies still laying like that but with his gaze on me. I can feel his intense gaze.

“All that kidnapping thing. Were you..... afraid?" I say. I remove my phone from the purse and just gaze at the screen showing him that my half attention is on the phone, even if that's not the case.

“It wasn't hard. I already knew that they wouldn't kill me for they wanted me alive to accomplish something through me. And I was so engrossed in the escaping that the fear of getting hurt didn't hit my mind. But when I was out of their hideout a thought hit me very hard. What if I died?...." I still “Would anything change if I died? But the thought of leaving you alone didn't fit well. Because even if you don't show it I know you are hurting inside...." I move my eyes away from the phone and stop it on his eyes “You cry whenever you are in the confine of loneliness. And I..... I didn't wanted to leave you alone. And when the first bullet hit me, instantly fear clouded my body. I never have felt that much fear. It was suffocating, unbearable."

And I don't when I hugged him from behind. But when consciousness hit my mind I part away from him.

“I am thirsty. I will bring a water bottle." Saying that I leave the room. But before closing the door I say “And know that I am not hurt. I don't cry. I am happy and am enjoying my life to the fullest. I don't need you. I already have many people with me."Closing the door behind me I lean my back on it.

What was I doing hugging him?

Taking few deep breath I walk towards the stair case. I switch on the phone which I had accidentally brought with me. While descending the stairs I call Bhai to tell him everything. He picks it up in few rings.

“Hello bhai."

As soon as I greet him he throws a line of questions towards me. “Disha? What happened? Are you okay? Are you frightened by this storm? Should I come?"

“No bhai I am okay. And you don't have to come. Besides it's just a storm. Remember I used to live alone for 3 years and in those three year many storms came. And I called you because I .....wanted to talk to you." Instead of telling him everything I find myself doing the opposite.

“Oh yeah. You are right. So what do you want to talk about? I am all ears." he says. Striding towards the kitchen I make myself comfortable on a table kept in the kitchen as I start thinking of something to talk. The whole area is lit up by a light bulb. Not very brightening just enough for visual.