CHAPTER: 04

The rescuer.

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There is nothing called
love in this world.
Every feeling that confuses us as love,
is the lust alone.

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• S A N S K A R •

I descended the stairs getting myself ready for the party. I saw Mom, Dad and Grandpa seated on the lawn. I looked at the watch timing the moment.

"Where is Akash?" I asked not finding him with them.

"He isn't here yet." Mom answered continuing the chat with Dad and Grandpa.

Akash's parents, Rajesh uncle and Trisha aunty were in the US, for visiting Akash's elder sister, Neelam Tripathi. So, Akash was staying with us from the last few months.

Singhania's and Vaghela's were business associates. Our parents were very good friends. So, Akash became my best friend, from childhood itself. We have studied and grown together up. He was another child to my parents. They have always treated us equally. He was my brother.

"I'm here..." Akash descended the stairs looking at us smiling.

"Aww...you are looking so hot!" Mom complimented him. I rolled my eyes.

"But, I wish, I was a girl. So I could date your son." Akash left out a dramatic sigh checking me out.

"I won't mind you dating my son rather than any gold digger bitches." Mom declared openly. I gasped hearing that.

"Mom!" I glared.

"What? Any objection?" She gave me a say-a-word-you-are-gone look.

"No, never! Why should I even have any objection? Even I like you, Akash." I faked a smile. I was sweating badly.

"Look at his face..." Dad, Grandpa and Mom laughed hard.

"Oh, very funny!" I made faces. Akash chuckled at me. I rolled my eyes.

"Anyways, you are looking so handsome." Mom complimented me. I shied away.

"Of course, he will be handsome. His handsomeness is inherited from me, right?" Grandpa mumbled in between. I giggled.

"Really? Then who am I? His driver?" Dad yelled from behind. Grandpa and Mom rolled their eyes.

"Or, do I really need to say my contribution to his birth?" Mom blushed at Dad's words.

"Have some shame, Sid! I and your sons are here." Grandpa grinned trying not to laugh.

"It's so fun to watch the show, live." Akash sat on the sofa enjoying. I took the vase beside me, threatening to hit him with that. 

"Shall I film it?" Akash took his mobile from the pocket.

"Filming? Really? Wait, am I looking hot?" Grandpa was all ready for the shoot.

"Akash ki bacchii..." Now I know, Grandpa will not allow us without photo shooting him.

I love my family more than anything else. I was an atheist. But still, I can't thank my destiny more for giving me such a supportive and lovely family.

My Grandpa was a simple man. Even when, he has the money to buy the whole country, he didn't act like one. When Dad was 25 years old, Grandpa met with an accident. He became paralysed. But after continuous therapy, 5 years ago, he was able to walk. When he retired from the businessman, Dad took over it, giving rise to everything we had now.

Dad had always asked me to concentrate on my studies. But I don't like sitting on the chair and acting robotically. I want to travel. I want to discover new things. And after my graduation, I'm planning for a world tour.

"The time is up..." Akash yelled from the sofa.

"We can do the photoshoot afterwards. Now, we should go." I said meekly.

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"We have reached," Akash sighed as we reached the club. I opened the door to find everyone cheering up for me. I flew kisses to them. Girls almost fainted seeing that. I chuckled at my effects on them.

After struggling for almost 15 minutes, we escaped from the crowd! Huh!! They were crazy. I saw Mehta and her friend, Naira rushing inside the club. Oh yeah! Both of us can't withstand each other.

I made myself comfortable in the bar corner, taking shots.  I saw girls coming to me. I gave them a flirty smile. They sat next to me giving me a seductive look. They were turning me on. Two of the girls started to massage my shoulders. Another two were kissing me on. I got lost in my desires.

"You can't be serious, Sanskar!" Akash interpreted from nowhere. I was annoyed. The girls flew away immediately.

"What the hell, Akash!" I yelled.

"It's a public pub. You can't make out here." He snorted. I rolled my eyes.

"Okay, I will go to some other places." I got up moving. Akash held my hands.

"I will be back soon..." I walked away with a girl. Akash shook his head annoyed.

I saw Mehta drinking alcohol like a pro. Oh yeah, after all, she was Swara Mehta, right? She was looking at us. I gave her the famous smirk of mine. She looked annoyed.

I tried to take my shirt off. But the girl resisted me saying that we should do it in a room. I got angry at her.

"Everything will be at my choice. You are no one to decide!" I hissed. She starred at me scared. Suddenly, I lost interest in making out. I pushed her away walking to the bar corner.

"What happened? Are you alright?" Akash asked concerned.

"Nothing," I mumbled taking a shot.

"She is the transferred student." Akash pointed at the lean figure who was talking to Mehta. I was amused. Usually, Mehta and her friend, don't even look at the transferred students. Then why she was talking to one? I was confused.

"Isn't it odd? I mean about the behaviour of Kavita?" Akash took another shot. Kavita? Oh, the transferred student.

"No one dared to introduce themselves to Swara Mehta. Why she is getting into a mess knowingly?" Akash looked on. Even I was mystified. Urg!

"C'mon, Akash. She is an attitude freak. Why the hell are we thinking about her?" I yelled.

"Fine. Don't drink another, okay! You are the one who should drive the car. I don't want to die virgin." Akash dramatically sighed.

"You know my tolerance level, Akash. Don't worry unnecessarily." I exclaimed.

"I don't want to hear anything." Akash glared at me. I shook my head.

Yesterday night, Akash's neck got strained. So, he can't drive the car. I saw Siya, the cheer girl from our basketball club approaching me. She was wearing a very short dress sending me a seductive vibe.

"I have seen Rahul here. He looked frustrated. I don't want him to taste the wrath of Swara. If you see him, please turn him down. You know, Swara can harm him if anything goes wrong." Akash said. I nodded my head, moving towards Siya for a dance.

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Enjoying the every moment. That's what, we do. I don't care about yesterday or tomorrow. All I can do is to live the moment I have. I snaked my hand over Siya's waist. She caressed my face as the music played.

Suddenly, I saw Rahul rushing to somewhere. I glanced at him dancing. Siya came closer to me. But my attention was in Rahul. Siya was now just an inch away from my lips.

I gave her a sudden jerk when I saw Rahul taking Mehta in his arms motioning himself to the air. Mehta was unconscious, I think. Suddenly, Akash's words rang on my head. I need to get a hold of Rahul before he does something regretful.

Siya gave me a what-the-hell look. I took her hands off from my shoulder, running behind Rahul. I looked everywhere, but failed miserably to find them. I ascended the stairs hoping to find them. The music was so loud that I wasn't able to hear anything. Everyone was dancing.

"Look at you, bitch! Now, your ego and stubbornness will fly in the air. I'm going to tear you apart." I heard a shout from the room. I recognised the voice. It was Rahul's.

"Rahul, open the damn door!" I knocked on the door continuously.

"Stay away, Sanskar!" Rahul yelled from the other side. I tried to open the door, but everything in wine. My heart was raising.

"Fuck you!" I broke in. I saw a half-naked Mehta lying on the bed. Rahul was above her, pressing her bust and biting on her neck.

"You little..." I pushed him away from her. Rahul looked at me with bloodshot eyes.

"I need her!" Rahul got up motioning to Mehta. What's so attractive in her? I sighed. 

"For God's sake, she isn't conscious. If she gets her sense back, she will destroy you with your roots, Rahul! Try to understand that." I pushed him away. I removed my jacket making her wear it.

"That's none of your business." Rahul barked again. This guy is crazy!

"Shut the fuck up, Rahul. I have promised Akash to look after you. And I don't break a promise given to my brother." I reasoned. Rahul was really annoyed.

"Urg!" Rahul glared at me before walking outside the room. I snorted and looked at Mehta, who was unconscious. Her lips were bleeding. The marks on her shoulder and neck said how abusive Rahul was.

What have I gotten myself into!

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