Resham

Chapter 15

Tears cloud my eyes but I wipe them away. I can't let my vision deceive me just yet either.

"Darling?"

"Shivansh!" My sob breaks free. I couldn't hold it in further and his panic greets me through the phone. "What happened?! Where are you? Why are you crying?"

"I am in the middle of nowhere. I can't help but just d-drive. The breaks." Sob. "The breaks aren't working Shivansh, I tried everything. I am scared."

"What the fuck!! Okay, okay, can you manage to send me your location? I'll find you wife, don't panic." I make a humming sound from the back of my throat, trying to manage my phone in a hand while keeping my eyes on the road. It's pretty empty right now, thank goodness.

After a while of just ideally driving, I try to pull my feet away from the accelerator but the slope of the road doesn't help my case and having command on my vehicle, no matter how small is very important for me.

I see a car right behind me and before I can panic, it comes to my side and the window rolls down. Mine follows right after. "Calm down darling! I won't let anything happen to you or our baby."

I have no idea how he intends to stop my vehicle from driving me into the face of death but I trust him more than anything else. "What do you plan to do?" I scream through my window, my voice shaky and panicked. He doesn't give me a response, he looks around, probably to find a way out of this unharmed.

None of our cars slow down, we race each other across the empty road until it's not empty anymore. It all seems like a nightmare until my panicked eyes meet those of my husband's. He isn't panicking. He is calm, sure of his decision. This is the first time I see tears blur his eyes as he looks at me, memorizing everything he can. He drives further and rams his car in between mine and the truck.

I lose control of the wheel as my cars hits into his and comes to a stop, no harm to me for the airbags worked but my husband wasn't that lucky. My lungs give out as I cough while falling out of the car. All I see is a wrecked car, turned upside down and a bloodied hand falling out of it. His last words to me before he jumped in, come back to my mind and chill my spine.

"We were doomed from the start."

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I have always hated hospitals. They reek of death and loss. They bring life to some but from where I am sitting, with enough blood on my hands to not let me know peace ever again, I hate them. I sit on a chair, crying like I lost everything, which I did.

My father in law and Vidyut stand further away from me, talking to the doctor who has said nothing other than how difficult it would be to save my husband. I haven't seen my mother in law. She must be so hurt but I don't have it in me to go look for her.

My cries get louder when I feel my child kick. When the ambulance picked us up from the accident site six hours ago, they made sure to check me too, no matter how much I screamed at them to just keep my husband fine. There was so much blood. His head took the main hit. He broke a rib or two as well. But the blood. I had never seen so much blood in my entire life. My baby kicks again. I rub a hand over my belly.

"Was that why you were so quiet today? You knew of the doom coming at us? That your father would be in such a place?" Another kick and my eyes fall shut.

What would I do without him? I didn't even know who I truly was until I met him. He made me the woman I am today, gave me the love I so craved in life. He mended my broken heart only to leave it shattered. My ears ring with heartbreak until my name pulls me out of it.

"Amaira."

I look up to see the woman who doesn't look like the person I knew before. She has changed so much. Veera walks closer and kneels infront of me. She cups my cheek and wipes my tears away, shaking her head. She looks more mature, stronger. Tears cloud her eyes, until she blinks them back. I haven't seen her since she got married five months ago and moved to Mumbai.

I look up and find her husband standing there as well. A little further away but close enough to know if he is needed. He looks at me, puts a hand to his chest and bows slightly. It's his way of giving respect. Something I figured during the time of their wedding. But today his eyes hold sympathy too.

And why wouldn't they, all he sees is a pregnant woman with bloodied clothes, sitting in a hospital and crying because she might lose her husband. My own family rushes in with my grandfather missing. And I am thankful for it. I don't have the energy to deal with that monster. Shruti isn't here either. She went to her own parents house since she is very close to her due date.

Veera moves away and stands beside her husband, giving my family a chance to come closer to me. My parents and brother hug me, trying to console me and telling me how everything would be alright. I so hope to God it's true.

The doctor finally approaches us all, his face tells me it's not good news and dread fills my stomach, nausea making my head swirl. My brother and Veera help me stand.

"We managed to save his life." His words make everyone heave a sigh but he takes the peace away the very next moment. "But now, he is in a coma. We don't know when he will wake up."

There it is. The doom. I lose my balance as everything around me starts to blur. I don't know who holds me up but I feel better when I am settled on the chair. A bottle of water is in front of my face the very next second and I look up at Veera's husband with hurt and a little gratefulness. He pats my head in understanding.

My father in law speaks next. "We will take him home. He will be surrounded by family and maybe that way he will recover soon." Nobody questions him. The doctor agrees to start the procedure as well. My mother in law still hasn't shown her face and that seems alarming. Her son is in the hospital.

Where is she?

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