SANA POV

"Sana baby, why are you going? Let Sidharth come fast. Nah? He can take you home tomorrow. Please don't go." Mum pleads.

But I can't stay there longer. I need to go home. I need to prepare a surprise for my Sidharth. He asked me to be at our home and wait for him. He wants to spend some quality time with me. I know he is missing me a lot. He is going nuts without me. Even me too.

I can't live without him. I can't breathe without him. I can't think straight without him. I can't function. And, I know he is just like me.

He is a mess without me.

So, I have to go home, and be there for him. I need to love him and pamper him.

Sometimes he acts like a child and demands my attention and love. For that he does or says something stupid, to trigger me. I get angry and show him how much I love him, in our bed. Giving him a mind-blowing blowjob or having sex.

My crazy Sidharth.

He is crazy, just like me. He doesn't know it, yet. But I know. I know my Sidharth well. I know him better than himself. And, I feel proud of myself for it.

I know, if something happens to me someday; he will go mad. In his madness, he will cross all his limits. And, I fear that.

I don't want that to happen ever. I don't want him to get impure. I don't want him to lose his innocence and goodness. He is my "Angel". I want him to stay like that only.

I hope that worst day never comes into our life.

Never ever.

"I am sorry. I have to go. Sidharth is coming back tonight and he wants me at our home." She didn't look convinced; so I sought help from Dad, "Please, Dad, make her understand." I give him a puppy face.

He nods. "Divya, let her go. They want to spend some alone time at their home. Understand it."

After Dad's word she finally agreed, "Fine. But promise me you will come back soon."

"I promise Mum." I pull her for a hug and whisper, "Must say, you're a very obedient wife; and happy honeymoon." I quickly move away to see her flushed face. She is indeed blushing. "Aww!"

"What did you tell her?" Dad asks smirking, seeing her blushing.

"Nothing much." I hug him and kisses his cheeks before I break our hug. "Goodbye, and  take care."

I was about to leave when Mum's word stopped me at the door. "Never say bye Sana. Always say see you soon or see you later."

I turn to face them, smiling, "See you both soon."

She smiles, "Better. Now go. And, don't forget to call me after you reach home."

"Sure, Mum." I kisses her forehead sweetly before I walk to my favorite pink car.

This car has lots of beautiful and painful memories of me and Sidharth. Today will be a beautiful one.

I notice, Khalid was already sitting on the driving seat with his usual straight face and Rocky is on the passenger seat with a tensed face. I quickly get in the backseat and sit comfortably and the car starts to move.

Ignoring them, I hug Pinku. I am taking him home with me. He will go everywhere wherever I go. Even the UK. I am very excited for our new journey in a new country. Without all those judgemental eyes on us. I noticed a few on Dad and Mum's wedding day.

I didn't like it.

I was lost in my world thinking about Sidharth and our beautiful life in the UK. But, then I remember about my surprise. I need to prepare things. I need to shop.

"Khalid?" I call him.

He is engrossed in driving but answer me anyways, "Yes, ma'am?"

"I want to shop for some groceries, candles and a good wine. So, you have to stop at a mall on our way home" I inform him.

I notice a small smile on Rocky's face. But ignored him. Again.

To be honest, I don't like him. He is a weirdo.

I focused on Khalid. He isn't looking pleased with my idea, and his words were proof of it.

"It's not a good idea for your safety, ma'am. You should stay home. I think it will be better, if you tell me what to buy. Then I can go and shop. How about it?"

I liked his idea. Sidharth won't like it either. "That's a good—"

Rocky cuts me off, "What are you saying Khalid? You don't have any idea of a good wine. You don't drink."

"Is it true Khalid?" I ask, teasing him

"Yes, ma'am. I don't drink. Alcohol is haram for me." He said with pride, smiling.

He is a religious person. I like him.

"Oh! Good for you. But, if you don't know then how will you buy me one? Should I tell—"

Rocky cuts me off again, "I know a good winery shop where you can get vintage drinks, ma'am. I can get you. Even champagne."

"Really?" I exclaimed in happiness. I want everything best for my Sidharth. He loves champagne more than wine.

"Yes." He answered looking back at me with a small smile. "I'll buy everything for you. Just tell me what you need. I'll make a note of it."

"Sure. Thank you." Then I told him what to buy.

He listened carefully then got busy writing down on his phone. All the time Khalid was driving carefully.

"I wrote it down ma'am. You don't need to worry anymore. I'll get the best champagne for you and Sidharth sir." Rocky says, then looked back in the front tapping his fingers on his leg.

I think he is in some tension. What? I don't know. Maybe! Family issue?

Should I ask him?

"Mr. Rocky?"

"Yes, ma'am?"

"Are you feeling okay?"

Rocky looks at me in surprise but answers in a low voice, "Yes. Ma'am. I am good. But, why did you ask?"

I shouldn't have asked him. His problem is none of my business.

Fuck! But anyways, "You're looking tense."

His face turned almost pale.

"You okay?" Khalid asks him in concern.

I know they're friends. They're partners.

"I'm good." Khalid didn't look convinced so, "Seriously. I'm good." He forced his answer to assure him.

Khalid nods believing his words. But I know he isn't convenced. We both know Rocky is tensed. It's written all over his face. He is sweating even in AC.

Anyways, I ignore him and hug my Pinku, and get lost in my Sidharth's world. But my thoughts broke in a few minutes when I heard them conversing. It almost felt like a verbal fight.

"You can do that later. Why do you have to shift now?" Khalid asks, a little pissed.

"What's the big deal in it? If we do it now or later? It's not like I don't know her house. So better let's change it now." Rocky argued.

I don't know what's going on here to be honest.

"No. I won't."

"You're acting like a kid, Khalid." Rocky looks pissed.

"It's not me who is acting like a kid, Rocky. But you are."

"What's going on here?" I ask them, clueless.

"He wants to exchange our seats." Khalid inform

"Oh!" That's strange. "Anyways, why are you guys arguing like kids? It's not a big deal." I told them. "Maybe! Rocky wants to drive for a change. You always drive. Give him a chance to prove himself."

"He is just acting weird." Khalid complain.

I look at Rocky, "Why do you want to drive suddenly?"

"You told me to buy your groceries and other stuff. So, I told him to exchange our seats. It will be better to do now then later. I know your home. I know the shops. It's simple. That's it." He says.

I didn't like his tone. He is acting very weird.

"Don't talk to her like this." Khalid warns him, then stops the car at a side and gets down from the car in anger. "Let's do it."

Rocky didn't argue more. He looks happy and got down from the car in a hurry. Then both sit back in the car. Rocky starts driving. But after a few minutes, he stopped the car with a jerk making Khalid and me angry.

"Now what happened?" I ask, totally irritated.

"What the hell Rocky?"

"The car stopped itself. Looks like there's some problem in the car. Let me check." Rocky gets down from the car in a hurry to fix it.

Khalid gets down following him, "Are you serious?" He bark.

I ignored them. They irritates me. To be honest, Sidharth is right. They're useless.

I look around the place and gasp. It's a road point where four roads met. Few cars are coming and going avoiding our car to meet with an accident. At least, people are considering it. Otherwise, this place is dangerous. Accidents can happen pretty easily.

I pull out my phone to message Dad about it. I'll ask him to send another car here. It's close to his house. It will take around half an hour to reach here. But I couldn't do it. Khalid comes back and sits in his place, cursing Rocky calling him an idiot.

"What happened?" I ask, keeping my phone back in my hand bag.

"We are running out of fuel. That idiot didn't check before. Now he is calling your father to send a new car here." He informed me, irritated.

"Oh!" I am angry. I just want to kill them for spoiling my mood. "Should I take Uber? I really need to go home early."

"It's a good idea. I'll come with you." He agreed and called a car for us. "It's done."

I nod. "Ask him to get in the car. There's no meaning standing outside." I told him.

He agrees and called him. But Rocky didn't respond. He is busy on his phone. Huffing in irritation Khalid gets down from the car to call him. And, I get busy with my phone, just staring at my phone wallpaper.

It's a black and white picture of Sidharth and my hands interlocked.

I edited it. One for him. One for me. We have the same quote saying, "All I need is, you..." A white crown is there on top of "you". Little white hearts near his hand. On the bottom of our wallpaper our pet name is written. Mine says, "Sidharth's Princess". His one says, "Sana's Baby Daddy".

I made it, for better understanding.

"Come home baby. Come to your Princess. I'm dying to see you, hold you, kiss you and to make love with you. Just come back to me. I miss you so much." I mumble, caressing our picture with wet eyes.

I miss him a lot. I need him, as much as I need oxygen to breathe. To live. To stay alive.

I was so lost in all these, that I couldn't see the danger coming towards me. Untill I heard Khalid screaming my name in panic.

"Sana ma'am get down from the car." I heard him scream running towards me.

I snapped my head up but couldn't see anything wrong, until I noticed a wicked smile on Rocky's face. He turned to my left, and I am quick to check what he is seeing.

"Fuck!" I gasp in horror.

A big truck is racing towards me at fast speed. I can tell it will hit my car. I can meet with an accident. I know I should get down in a hurry to save me. But, I don't know what happened to me? Suddenly, my legs are feeling heavy. I can't move. I feel numb. I am stuck at my place. But my mind is screaming at me telling me to get down from the car. As the truck is very near to my car.

Very near.

I can die. I will die.

"Get out. Get out. Get out, Sana." My mind tells me again and again.

"Sana ma'am?"

But I know, it was already too late. Too late to save me. Too late to protect me. The truck is just near the car. It will hit in seconds. Killing me and Khalid.

He just comes in front of my side to open the door. But it's jam. The door is locked from outside. Rocky just locked me inside. I can hear that "click" sound.

"What the fuck? Rocky? Open it?" Khalid barks panicking, fumbling with the door to open. But I know he won't open it. Rocky wants me to die. He did it. He is helping them to kill me.

"NO." He bark.

I knew it.

"Khalid, go away." I yell to save himself.

"No. Ma'am. I'm not leaving you alone." He is stubborn like me. His stubbornness will cost his life today.

"Fucking leave. Damn it!" I ask him to go and save himself. "Just fucking go."

"No." Stubborn man. "Rocky, ask them to stop the truck for God's sake. Or unlock the car." He begged him.

He won't.

"No. She has to die today."

"Please Rocky?"

I stopped listening to them after that. Because now today, now, I and Khalid are dying. His stubbornness will cost his life today. And, I'm feeling guilty for it.

I close my eyes to embrace my death.

Now I can see my life like a movie in front of my eyes. From the day I met Sidharth in my classroom, at our college.

He is in all black looking ever so handsome. I can see his handsome face. His beautiful smile while introducing himself to us. Then his intoxicating eyes on me in the class.

Our first interaction. Our college tour. Him acts like my protector, saving me when Karan pushed me. Then, we met at my house.

Our cute dining table interaction. He was so happy knowing I'm not going to Karan's birthday party. Our memorable Mumbai tour. How I called him Sidharth for the first time and he was shocked. Then, when others choose different items to eat, he prefers to eat what I want to have to make me happy. Our hot and teasing gym session. My 21st birthday. It was the best birthday ever. His gifts.

Our college days. Me proposed him. Him rejecting me. He rejected me all the time I try to get close to him. Then, his love confession. Our first kiss. Our first time. Our Delhi tour to meet his family. Our secret meetings at his house. Our home. Our all beautiful moments at our home. Our Ladakh trip. Our steamy hot moments. Our cute moments. Me cooking food for him. Our cute bunters. My parents wedding. Him leaving me alone here to meet his family.

His beautiful words run in my mind.

"You can consider me as your friend."

"Be careful."

"I trust you."

"I. Want. You."

"I LOVE YOU SANA GILL."

"We were always friends? Wow!"

"I love you, Princess."

"You're mine, Princess." 

"You're fucking mine."

"You're crazy, Princess."

"I'll always protect you."

"Aww! My cute Princess."

"I love your smile. Keep smiling."

"I trust you Princess. I trust you more than anything in this world."

"I am happy with you. I am very happy with you. We are a happy couple. Okay? No one is toxic. We are not a toxic couple."

"Who did this to you? Tell me the name?"

"I'll kill the person who will try to harm you. I'm serious."

"Pleasure your Master, Princess."

"Take me like a good fucking girl."

"Fuck! Sana."

"I want to see how you pleasure yourself. Looking at me. Thinking about me."

"You're so beautiful princess. So fucking perfect."

"Keep your hands off them, you little brat. They are fucking mine. So is YOU."

"Never talk about dying again. I need you. I need you to live. Without you I'm nothing Princess. Fucking nothing."

I felt a jerk before the truck hit the car. I know I am dying. But that moment I just wanted one thing, a second chance to live with my Sidharth.

He will be miserable without me. He will be heartbroken seeing my dead body. He will be in guilt knowing he couldn't protect me.

Another hit comes, making the car flip over on the road. I can feel pain all over my body. My head is paining. Blood is coming out fast. Glasses got stabbed in my body making me goan in pain.

I started to cry feeling helpless for him. For my Sidharth. How will he live? Without me?

I want to live.

"Please save me God. Please save me for my Sidharth. I don't want to die." After that I can see only darkness in front of me.

My eyes finally open, but I'm quick to close them again for the bright light.

After a few moments, I again opened them and let them adjust with the bright light for few minutes.

I can see white selling.

I observe my surroundings, and realize I'm in our bedroom, on our bed. There's an oxygen mask on my face. I can see some hospital machine and stuff beside me. Our room hasn't changed at all, which is good.

Thank you God for saving me. For giving me another chance to live with my Sidharth. But, where is my Sidharth?

I hope I'm not dreaming. Am I?

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