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|| Virat's POV ||

" Do you still love her ?" Anushka asked

" I really don't know what this is Nush. I'm Fucking confused" I said running hands through my hair

" Look Virat, if you're really in Love with her. Then Go! She has been through a lot, she needs you Vir" Anushka said

" But I Love You. I can't leave you, even if I go to her what about you? Nush, what about us?" I asked

" Virat, there was no us. You were broken and you needed someone to get you back. And I got you back, now go" Anushka said smiling

" No, there was a us. No nush, you're not someone, you're my whole world" I said

" Look Vir, I love you and I'll always but we can't stay together. You are and you were always in love with Nishika. You don't get it. Vir, please for me. You need to let it go " Anushka tried to tell me

" Nush, no I love you. I don't what happens when I'm with her but I can't let you go" I cried holding her hands

" Vir, for me? Please! " Anushka convinced me

" No, please. I love you" I cried as I embraced her in my arms

" If you love me then let me go" she whispered in my ears

We just stayed like that for minutes. I don't know why is life treating me like this. I really don't want to leave Nush

" Come on, come with me " Nush said running her hands through my hair

I nodded and she took me towards her car and she was driving somewhere.

My eyes were heavy and they eventually shut down.

Take some rest , baby!

|| Nishika's POV ||

" Open the freaking door, Nishika!!" I heard Hardik's voice

" Go away " I shouted

" No, not until you open the door " I heard Diya's voice

" Then don't " I replied

" God, Stubborn ass. Open up" I heard Rahul's voice

How many are standing outside??!?!!?

But that doesn't matter anymore because the one person I want him to stand out won't be here.

It's been 3 days. 3 days since that incident.

I haven't opened the door. I haven't eaten anything. I just don't want to show my face.

It's ugly and useless.

I don't want this all anymore. I've tried to sleep but that just doesnt come anymore

All I'm thinking is, how to die?

I mean what's the use of me living in this world. I've been forced, hated, played and betrayed

Been through all those stages. Whats the mean of living?

I can't even breath here anymore. I just want to die.

I look in the mirror and see myself fading. But that's not helping. I need to vanish

I cant be here. I've played Him so many times.

Coming into his life was my worst decision.

Shh! Shut up. Nishika

Ok, let's shut up then.

I picked my lose body up and dreaded towards the dressing table.

I looked at myself and felt ashamed. Ashamed to fall in a Idiotic Trap

Ashamed to betray him

I found my phone on the dressing table. I took and my hands immediate went to the contact name.... Virat

My hands wandered , deciding weather to press the call button or not

It eventually pressed it. Within 5 rings, I heard his voice

" Nishika ? " He spoke

" Virat, I'm sorry. I promise you, I wont ever come into your life. You'd never ever see my face, I won't let you. Virat, please don't save me. Let me drown this time. I deserve it" I cried falling on my knees

" Hey, what are you talking about? " He quizzed

" Death " I said and cut the call

I threw my phone at the mirror breaking it into pieces.

I could see my broken reflection. I picked a piece of glass

My hands gripped it tight enough to flow blood down.

I could see the small droplets of blood on the floor.

I sliced my hand with cuts. Cuts which I deserved. Cuts which I don't want to heal EVER !

I dropped the glass down looked at my hands filled with blood.

The flashbacks came back and my eyes decided to shut down

I felt myself falling, that hurt but I know there is good after this.

Nishika !!! No!!! Open them, you need to stay alive for him

No, I don't

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Oh my!?!!!?!!!

Man, what did Nishika do? Where the hell is Virat?

* Yipe!! Last chapter to go *

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