Falak’s POV
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“How was your day, by the way?” I asked after planning to solve the mystery of my mysterious lover.
“Please don’t ask that.”, She said, holding her head.
“What had happened?”
“Without your absence, I already feel office like shit, but to make the workplace a living hell, Jacob Martinez appeared from nowhere.”, She muttered. “He almost sucked all the blood from my vein.”
‘But he had told me that he would be returning on Monday,’ I thought and then brushed away that thought from my mind; after all, that was none of my business. It might be for whatever reason he had left from this city got canceled or postponed. Anything could happen.
“I can understand that.”, I said and patted her shoulder; after all, he used to suck my blood as well. Immediately my eyes landed on my watch.
Shit!
I had told him that I would be back by nine, and it was eight fifty already.
“Ash! Let’s go now!”
“Yeah!”, She muttered, checking the time. “I hope there’s no change in our plan.”
“Nope. Not at all.”
“Perfect!”, She said, grabbing her bag. “How are you leaving from here? Do you want me to drop you?”
“Nah! I’ve already booked the cab.”, I said and showed her my phone. “It will be arriving here in a minute or two.”
“What the…”, She immediately narrowed her eyes. “You’re returning to HIM.”
“Ummm…”
“Are you sure you’re still a virgin?”, She asked in a serious tone.
“Leave, or I’m going to kill you.”, I warned, to which she laughed and waved her hand, walking outside, and I followed her in, checking the location of the cab on my mobile. Once I was out, I saw her settling on her two-wheeler.
“Bye!”
“Bye, Love! Umah Umah :*”, She said and laughed loudly when I glared at her because everyone was looking at us right now. “Text me when you are home.”, She shouted it loud, starting her vehicle. I showed her my thumb, and finally, she left. I looked around and finally found my cab on the other side of the road. I started walking toward it, taking slow steps. I checked on both sides before crossing the road and then started crossing the road. I could hear someone’s step behind me; it was fast and quick. I don’t know why but fear engulfed my whole with the thought of someone following me.
I started walking as fast as I could. Now my doubt got confirmed when the person behind me almost started running.
‘Oh no!’, I panicked, and immediately I heard the loud sound of the horn and the next thing I knew the person behind flew in the air because that car hit him and within a blink of eyes it ran away!
“Hey, wait!” I shouted loudly. I didn’t know how to react or whether I should be thankful to the car owner for doing to curse him for hitting a poor soul. The crowd started forming where the person was thrown away because of an accident. I, too, went there to check on him or her.
By pushing one person one after another, I finally reached inside the circle when that person was. Shocked rocketed inside me, and I instantly froze, looking at the person in front of me.
Lance!
A part of me wanted to turn and run quickly from there, but how could I leave him when he was bleeding on the road. But at the same time, all the pain he had given me was still fresh in my mind, and I was sure that he was following me to hurt me, not to say HI and hug me like a brother who missed his sister in all these years.
A few people were taking pictures of this incident, while other was discussing it as if it was some topic for group discussion. At the same time, I received a call from the cab driver.
“Brother, can you please come to this side of the road where the accident took place?” I requested.
“Oh, okay! I’m waiting.” I kept my phone back in my pocket and walked toward Lance, who was lying half unconscious.
‘I can’t him leave like this and live all my life in regret.’, I thought. He never considered me as his sister, but I did consider him as my brother; what happened if he was not related to me in any way.
The cab driver horn loudly when he reached near the crowd.
“Can you please help me in taking him to the cab?” I asked the people near me. “Please!!”
Finally, a few gentlemen came forward to help.
“Madam? You will ruin my seat.”, The cab driver exclaimed.
“I will pay to double so that you can get your can washed. Please help me!” I requested while he looked reluctant. “I will pay to triple the amount. Please.”
“Fine!”
I quickly rushed inside, and those gentlemen kept Lance’s half-unconscious body on the back seat. I pulled Lance’s head on my lap so that his half body could adjust in the back seat. And finally, it did. Closing the door, the cab driver took us to a nearby hospital as fast as he could.
I tapped his cheek, “don’t close your eyes! We will be in the hospital soon. Okay?” At the same time, I had pressed my hand against his head tightly to stop his bleeding.
‘God! What should I do?
‘I don’t have his number. How can I inform him about this incident?’ I thought.
“Lance! Keep your eyes open. Can you hear me?” I spoke to him when he tried to close his eyes.
This was hit and run case! They were no way the doctor was going to operate on him without a police case. God! I didn’t want that.
But how could I stop that from happening?
I took out my phone and dialed Jacob’s number because I knew only him, who was powerful and rich to handle this situation and the second thing was I didn’t have HIS number.
“Ms. Srivastava…”, He sounded confused. After all, I was calling him at this hour.
“I need your help, sir. Please don’t say NO. Actually, Lance met with an accident, and a lot…a lot of blood is oozing from his head. I was taking him to the hospital, so…
“Which hospital?” he asked, cutting me in between.
I looked at the cab’s driver. “We are heading toward which hospital?”
“City hospital.”, he answered, and I repeated the same.
“I’m reaching there. Don’t worry about anything.”, Saying this, he disconnected the call.
“Why?” I heard the faint voice of Lance.
“What? Why?” I scolded him. “I can’t let you die on the road.”
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#TBC