Toxic love by Shikha Mishra (good books to read for 12 year olds TXT) 📗

Chapter 37

Disha's POV

"Then why did.....you left me." My hands stills which was caressing his hair. With widen eyes and parted lips I gaze at him. A tear trickle down my eyes.

"I love you." He mumbles but I can't seem to find the strength to say the same. On the contrary I retract my hand from his head. As soon as my hands fall on my side his gaze hardens. But he doesn't comments on it.

No words exchanges between us as we gaze at each other. My eyes showing confusion and his eyes demanding my forgiveness. I do the complain with my eyes accusing him for all this happenings. If he hadn't done it then I wouldn't have ran away and he wouldn't have gotten in a accident.

"How are you? Mia said that you were unconscious." I ask him and roam my gaze in the whole room as this eye lock was becoming intense.

"So if I didn't have ended up in a hospital you would have never come, right?" He says pointing out the truth. I can hear the vulnerability in his voice but I don't acknowledge him because if I see his vulnerable face I would instantly run in his arms forgetting everything.

"I was unconscious few hours ago." I thought he would never answer. Now should I leave. I turn wanting to get out of this room as it was becoming suffocating by his constant stare which was not bearable. His stare was making me feel guilty but before I could turn around and leave I hear him say.

"Was your love so weak that a single doing of mine which according to you was wrong broke it. You ran away. Ran away from me. Broke our promise. You fucking BROKE. OUR. PROMISE...." I flinch as he shouts. A groan escapes from him as his shouting gave stress to his wounds and my hands instantly goes to his chest to calm him doing even though anger was boiling inside of me. "Do you even know what could have happened if someone had known that Mrs Malhotra has ran away? You don't know, right. How could you know? You could have been fucking kidnapped. I don't want to go in details but I think you should not be oblivious to this kidnapping thing otherwise this running thing of yours can repeat again......" My heart starts thumping in fear listening to kidnapping word "If someone did had kidnapped you then the things which they can do to you are gruesome...."

"Stop......" I shout before he can continue more. His words were making me more guilty making me realise that I should have never ran away. Making me think that it is all my fault. And to divert the accusation to him I say "Then what must I do? Huh. Vihaan you killed our unborn child. And you still can't seem to understand that it was not a mistake. And I was afraid..." I slid on the chair which was coincidentally behind me "I was afraid of your love..." I lift my tear stricken eyes and instantly move them to the ground finding his sadden eyes "There was this fear, a feeling in me which was dreading and that feeling was telling me to get away from you and your love. It still is here..." I poke my left side of chest "and this feeling is true vihaan. If you could take a life of a unborn child and then what more could you do. This love of your is toxic. Toxic for both of us. And now that you are awake and away from the danger...I should leave. And this time I am telling you." I mumble and immediately stand up to get out of this room.

My hands reach the door knob and as I twist it, I get spinned making my hold on knob to get loose. I come face to face with a raging vihaan. He pushes me to the wall beside the door. His chest slightly grazing my front. My breathing gets laboured. With widen and fear full eyes I eye the wound on his belly which has opened. They get back to his eyes hearing him shout.

"WHERE. THE. HECK. ARE. YOU. GOING?...." The door opens and everyone enters inside but my eyes can't leave his furious eyes. "You are my wife and I am your husband and you can't leave me. We are to live together and die together. I don't care if my love scares you at least it gives you something. And about leaving...." And before he can complete a fit of coughs escapes his mouth. A hand gives him a glass of water and I just watch him taking it and gulping it down. Everyone is circling him.

Everyone's gaze moves as some other person comes in except me and Vihaan's as our eyes are locked.

I break the eye contact to see a doctor with a fearful face "I had told to all of you to not give him stress." Doctor says and instantly everyone's face moves to me glaring at me. Again guilt swipes in me.

"It won't happen again doctor." Raj uncle replies.

Doctor takes a raging vihaan who can't seem to remove his eyes from me to the bed and attaches the IV which he had removed earlier. After instructing everyone to give vihaan whatever he wants and not to irritate him he leaves.

Mummy takes hold of my hand and pulls me out of the room. I hear vihaan shouting mummy's name to not take me but Suman aunty sushes him telling him that I will be back. Dad, Raj uncle, Mia and finally Suman aunty all come out of the room and I realise Bhai is not here.

"What were you thinking Disha? What is happening to you? I know the Disha who used to panic if vihaan gets a small cut and you where been so indifferent inside." Mummy shouts but in a low voice. I just listen to her with my head lowered.

"Answer me Disha."

"Because I don't have enough power to forgive him mummy. I can't forgive him." I cry out. Why is no one on my side?

"Then get the power because if you don't my son would be always on the edge. Forgive him and everything would go to its place." Suman aunty says. Immediately I get tempted to forgive him as forgiving him would end everything. The feeling of guilt, the anger everything will be gone.

"Yes Disha forgive him. You have done it many times in the past then do it one more time." I turn my head to the side to see Mia urging the same.

"Yes disha." Dad inputs. I nod my head. If they think that forgiving is the right thing then I would do it. Besides mom and dad can never be wrong.

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