I look back and there he is.. the person who I thought would never hurt me. He is at one end and I am on the other. How did he know that I am here. This is his hide out place Sanyukta, remember?

I stand still under the pouring rain my breathing getting raged. Tears are still streaming down my face but so are the rain drops. He won't notice. He is now fully drenched in water like me.

Suddenly he comes running in my direction and in a few seconds he is in front of me. He pulls my arm and in a split second I am in his arms just when there is a loud thunder. His one arm is around my waist not allowing me to move and the other is gripping my wet hair holding my head on his hard chest.

His chest is heaving harshly and I can hear his pounding heart beat. For a moment I forget about the heartbreak and allow myself to be embraced in his warmth. I close my eyes shut and the tears fall down my cheeks disappearing in his shirt. Even though I am fully drenched, I now feel warm and comfortable in his arms.

This is where I want to stay. This is where I to always be. His nose is in my hair and his grip is tight holding me against him but not painful.

Oh Randhir tumhe pata bhi hai mai tumse kitna pyaar karti hu...?

'Sanaya is now my girlfriend' his words from not long before ring in my ears loud and clear. Sanaya and Randhir. That's when reality hits. He broke your heart Sanyukta and you are again in his arms like your life depends on it.

You are thinking so much about his hug, again over analysing all these things that he does. Don't let him make you feel all this love and warmth because he doesn't feel a thing. He loves Sanaya and not you. The image of Sanaya in his arms flashes back and now I don't want to stay anywhere near him, even if I love the feel of his arms around me. I realise that I have a death grip on his shirt and I quickly take off my hands and with all the anger and might I have, I push him away.

He stumbles back a little by my sudden action. We both are breathing heavily and the rain is still in full force. Even though it's really dark I can see his eyes glazing with hurt and shock. Again there is a loud thunder and a shiver runs through my body. He notices it.

"Sanyukta please room me chalo" he pleads taking a step towards me and I step back. "Nahi" I say and he seems bewildered. He again takes a step forward and again I step back. No coming near me now.

I'm done with these mixed signals. I'm done with these games.

"Chup chap room me chalo. Sab tumhe dhund rahe hai. Yaha khadi reh kar thandi se kaanp rahi ho bimaar padd jaaogi" this time his voice is firm.

So now you care? But I won't fall for this fake care of yours. "Tum mujhe mat bataao mujhe kya karna chahiye aur kya nahi" I fold my arms angrily.

His jaw tightens and his muscles flex under the white shirt he is wearing which is now almost transparent. I look away so that my eyes don't linger on his body.

"I don't want you falling sick and this is not the place to argue. Will you just come" he shouts at me.

"No" I shout back.

He suddenly grabs my wrist and starts pulling me towards the small exit. I try hard to remove his hand but it doesn't move a inch. He holds it more tightly which is almost close to pain. He drags me down and I stumble but thank God I don't fall because this stairs are not really safe. He shoves me inside our room and slams the door.

We both look into each other's eyes panting heavily. I am so bloody angry right now that he forcefully brought me down and he too seems angry. The water is dripping down are bodies but I don't want to back off so we have a stare down. I again shiver and his eyes now soften. He lets out a sigh.

"Ja ke change kar lo please" he whispers. I don't respond. "Please" he says again.

"You just mind your own business. Mujhe nahi.."

"Sanyukta kya tum bass ek baar meri baat sunogi. Enough of this now. Go. Change. Now." he cuts me off and glares at me. I have never seen him so angry and I don't know why but I don't want to argue anymore because I am really feeling cold. I quickly grab my clothes and stomp inside the bathroom feeling his eyes on me the whole time.

Even after a really hot shower shower I feel cold. Because the coolness is emanating from within. I come out and Randhir is texting someone on his phone. Goodnight messages to his girlfriend I guess. He then goes inside the bathroom. I wipe the wet floor and look at myself in the mirror. My eyes are bloodshot and my face is lifeless.

Before I have another break down and Randhir speaks to me I quickly curl up in my bed. My eyelids feel heavy so in no time I am in deep sleep.

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One more chapter for you guys because the last one was really depressing. Not that this is a happy one but there is a Sandhir moment. Some things I want to clear..

1. I know I had said that there will be no drama in this story but I don't think we can count this as some kind of tragedy or drama, a major twist maybe. So yes, this story will be like a rollercoaster where there will be many unexpected turns (SANDHIR ki story hai afterall)

2. Let's not hate our hero and trust him for his actions. (He sold his bike for a little girl whom he barely knew, remember?). So Randhir will explain everything later pakka..

That's it for now! Happy reading :)