"Kya hua Sumedh? Tum bohot pareshan lag rahe ho? (What happened Sumedh? You look worried?)" Prajakta asked as Sumedh practically dragged her outside.

"Praju, yaar bohot badi problem ho gayi he... mene film me dekha he ki ek hurricane aane wala he aur ek sea fight hone wali he! Hame kuch karna hoga (Praju, there's big problem... I saw in the film that a hurricane will be coming and a sea fight will take place! We have to do something)" Sumedh explained pacing quickly here and there.

"Kiske saath hone vali he hamari sea fight? (With whom are we going to have a sea fight?)" Prajakta asked worried. "Davy Jones" Sumedh said quietly. There was a long and awkward silence between them. Minutes passed in which they just stared at the sea, that was swashing gently against the hard and old wood of the ship.

"Ab toh ek hi rasta he, Praju... (There is only one solution left now...)" Sumedh broke the silence and took a deep breath before completing his sentence. "Hame tawarbazi sikhni hogi (We must learn how to use a sword)".

Prajakta looked at him as if he just asked her to jump from the ship into the sea. "Are you serious? Tumhe pata he na, ki yeh ek baccho ka khel nhi he... it would take us ages!" Prajakta said. "Hamare pas time nhi he" she tried to convince him, but he was so stubborn.

After trying many times, she gave up and decided to help him instead.

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On the Flying Dutchman things weren't going that well... Rohit and Bandana were both caught and put into the same prison. Rohit was trying to make a plan for their second escape and, on the other hand, Bandana remained silent most of the times refusing to join.

"Bandana, what happened? Why are you behaving like this?" Rohit asked one day, getting very irritated by her behaviour.

"Matlab?" She asked gravely. Rohit stood up from the floor and went towards her. She remained still, where she was.

"Matlab tum acche se janti ho. Bas, ab bohot ho gaya... batao mujhe ki tumhare saath kya hua tha jab tum yaha akeli thi" he asked grabbing her shoulders and making her face him.

"Kuch nhi hua tha..." she answered shoving his hands off her shoulders as if he was rubbish. Rohit took a deep breath in, trying to remain calm and control his anger that was rising like magma.

"Mujhse. Jhoot. Mat. Bolo." He said each word very clearly. Bandana rolled her eyes. "Tum kon hote ho mujhe orders dene vale? Me jo chahungi, woh karungi!" Bandana shouted suddenly. Rohit's anger was visible in his eyes now. He was fuming. Why would she say that? Is this how you repay someone when they try save your life? Was he considered as nobody to her?

Suddenly anger took over him and he pushed Bandana against the wall. Their faces were inches apart and Rohit was breathing very heavily. Bandana started struggling in his strong grip.

"Itni akad?! Itni selfish kese ho sakti ho tum Bandana? Tumhe dikhta nhi, ki mene tumhe bachane ki koshish ki? Agar me chahta, toh tumhe yahi rehne deta... but no, mene esa nhi kiya! Kyu? Because I care for you! Kyu? Because I want to protect you! Look beyond the Rohit-Potter-Saraf! Look beyond the Rohit hidden behind the piles of books! Look beyond the Rohit who is shy! You will find a Rohit who wants all the things that a normal 19 year old boy would! You will find a Rohit who can laugh, crack jokes and love... why is it so difficult for you to understand Bandana, why?!" Bandana was now looking in his brown eyes, that were glassy. Those eyes that were full of pain, hurt, love and care.

"Tum kabhi nhi samjhogi... just leave it..." he said and walked away leaving a speechless Bandana behind. But before he could disappear, he heard her sobs. This was the last thing that he ever wanted in the world, Bandana crying and he the reason behind it. His heart shattered as he turned around and saw her. Face red as a tomato and tears leaking out of her eyes.

He had developed a very close relationship with her after the accident. He truly cared for her now, and he couldn't see her in this state... so he walked towards her again and pulled her in a tight hug. Bandana continued to cry on his shoulder making his shirt wet, but he didn't care right now.

"Rohit... you don't know what happened when I was in that jail..." she gained herself and managed to say. Rohit broke the hug gently and put his hands on her shoulders, looking concerned.

"Kya hua tha, Bandana?" He asked softly. Bandana shook her head no. She couldn't bring herself to tell him the worst thing that ever happened to her. Tears started to form in her eyes again as she thought about it.

Rohit didn't force her. He wanted to make sure that she was confortable with whatever she wanted to tell him... but he was scared at the same time. It worried him how Bandana was behaving. He was scared to find out something very bad. What if someone threatened her? Or she might have got hurt? Injuried?

All these thought were racing in his mind, he ran a hand through his brown and messy hair in nervousness.

But then, suddenly the silence was broken and Bandana spoke three words that changed his entire life: "I was molested".