Don't wanna be his

Chapter 23. The panic

Sahil

"Meri Jaan?" I asked, trying to wake her up. Fuck she's unconscious. I swear I'll kill her fucking father. Nobody has ever dared to touch me, so there's no fucking chance I'll let anyone touch her ever again. I failed to protect her this fucking time, but never again. Never. Fucking. Again.

As I cradled her in my arms, Aryan came out of the building carrying Amaya, she was also unconscious. He placed her gently in the back seat of the car and looked at me, cracking my knuckles as he did.

"Tera dimag kharab hora hai" He muttered, adjusting his cuffs, trying to mask his anger.

"Main Arav ko chorne wala nahi hu" I growled.

"Messing with my wife means fucking war." I declared.

"Now let's see who'll win in this, it's either he dies or me." I said sitting in the car, he chuckled.

"Arav marega" he said getting in the car. He turned on the car driving it out of the building.

"Saale ko esi maut dunga, khi kisi ne phele dekhi na ho" I vowed, pulling down the window. My heart pounding in my chest. I feel frustrated on another level right now but my heart is hurting, badly.

"Also call the doctor" I said, taking a look at her, her face pale. My breathing quickened. My heart can't bear her like this, it hurts. I let out a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart.

"Stop the car" I said and he did. I got out and went in the back seat closing the door behind me. I grabbed her carefully placing her on my lap, hugging her.

"Bechani ho rahi hai mujhe, and I hate it" I whispered hugging her tightly. I've never felt this way. My heart is hurting so much Meri Jaan, please be alright, please. I know I shouldn't have let you go alone, and I'm sorry about that.

Aryan drove faster, anxiety flickering in his eyes too.

"Chinta mat kar bhabhi theek hai" he said trying to reassure me, though the tremor in his voice betrayed him.

"You're feeling the same way I am" I remarked, his foot pressed harder on the accelerator.

I swear meri jaan ki agar appko kuch hogeya main kisi kho nahi chorunga, and I'm sorry I let this happen in the first place, I'm really sorry. I held her tighter, feeling my chest grow heavy. From now on, I swear nobody will even be able to touch a strand of your hair, and I mean nobody. I'll go to any lengths to protect you, and that's my promise to you Meri Jaan.

Her head rested on my chest, while I kept my head on top of hers, feeling my heart pound faster with each second. Until I know you're okay my heart won't stop hurting. I really don't know what to call these feelings anymore meri jaan, but whatever they are, I swear they're only for you, I've only felt them for you, I swear my heart has never hurt like this before for anyone, I swear that I don't care about anyone in the world, but for you my heart is weak, it's too weak. It couldn't bear your crying so imagine what it's going through now. Please just open your eyes, please. Please, just call me once again, I swear I'll do anything, and I mean anything, please just call me once again.

I kissed her forehead, feeling my hands shake.

"The doctors are already at the house, I got the message" Aryan said, his voice clearly sad. I stayed quiet not being able to say anything for the moment. I'm sorry meri jaan, I'm so sorry. I put my fingers on her neck, checking her pulse. I could feel her breathing getting slower and my heart rate faster. Just a little bit Meri Jaan please, just a few more minutes and we'll arrive home, please just till those few minutes, please Meri Jaan be okay, please. I held her closer, feeling her breathing against my chest.