"I'm a mess"

Viaan sat outside the emergency ward with tears continuously leaking out of his eyes.

It has been hours since they arrived in this freaking hospitals, hours since they took her inside the emergency ward, hours since he last saw her, hours since he sent his mother back home with Ro and asked Swadhin to take care of the media.

After all he had promised her he won't let any news about her leak in the media and he will keep his words.

Fragments of her words played in his mind as he sat there with closed eyes.

"You'll be miserable with her" he heard her worried tone and his rude reply play in his mind"than let me be miserable" as he left her alone to handle his questioning family.

"No one will ever love you like I do, love"

"Yes, no one can ever love me like you do cause you don't love me, you love what comes with me" his tone was full of scorn and her eyes were full of tears

He has been always been full of prejudice against her but can you blame him. One day out of nowhere his mom brings a 17 year old girl home, a girl whose only name they know and not even her full name, all they knew was her name is Anya and she is 17 year old and his mother had taken full responsibility of her.

And after few years of staying with them out of blue his mom asked him to marry her and when he rejects her. The next day he finds himself in bed with her and his mom also finds them in that condition and a permanent stamp is applied on their relationship which he can't remove, no matter what he did or wanted. He didn't get any say in anything, all things considered he reached only one conclusion i.e. "she is a golddigger who has trapped his family and is doing everything for money. She isn't the innocent girl his mom and brother thought her to be. She is a very cunning girl, he had seen her walk around like she owns the damn planet. The air of arrogance and cold fury always wrapped around her. He had seen her talk rudely with people and scare girls away".

So forgive him if he never found her an innocent angel his mother so liked to believe her to be. He found her more like a devil, a devil waiting for a chance to grasp control over their whole empire. So he did his best to make sure she didn't succeeded in her missions.

But all of his prejudices against her lay shattered around him right now as he feel he doesn't at all know the girl lying inside the emergency ward, a girl who claims to love him and even had literally proved that she will die for him.

He could clearly feel the phantom of panic that has grasped every molecule of his being when He was lying on the corridor with the statue he was unable to lift lying on him as flames danced all around him. He had watched as the girl who claimed to love him and had broken up with him because he didn't spend enough time with her because of his cricket ran away pushing him down on the first sign of the fire breakout leaving him helpless and calling for help and the girl he literally did nothing for come to save him.

Whoever said during your hard times it became crystal clear who really loves you has spoken hundred percent truth.

He was brought out of his chain of thoughts by the ringing of his phone. He was sure it was his mother calling up to know about her but to his surprise it was his elder brother.

" How is she??" Was the first question laced with worry that greeted him as soon as she picked the call

"I don't know.....The docs are performing surgery. She suffered from  second and third degree burns" He replied in a choked up voice full of sorrow

"She will survive, she is strong. She will survive this" his brother voice reached him and he couldn't decipher whether he was trying to reassure him or himself

"She will.....bhai,tell me about her" he asked his brother in a barely audible voice as his insides churned to know more about her. He knows this wasn't the right time but he was going mad here not knowing anything about her.

So his brother started telling him a heart wrenching tale of pain, love, betrayal and heartbreak, a tale of one Shivanya Singh Oberoi who has lost her everything. A Shivanya who has lost her Shiv and her rightful title and just Anya remained.

An Anya who had dared to love him with the shattered and scattered pieces of her and soul, knowing fully well that he will turn those pieces in powder where nothing remained.

"Bhai, I'm not going to play this season in SPL" he told his brother determined looking towards the door of emergency ward

"Why" his brother asked him in a flat tone

"Delhi can survive without their star player but Anya can't without her Viaan." He told his brother in a tone full of tenderness, guilt and determination

"Hmmm......keep us updated" with those words his brother disconnected the call as he continued gazing towards the door waiting for the doctors

Her scream of anguish ringing in his ear as he thought about the pain he had bestowed on her already broken heart.

He could clearly see the dark crimson blood shining on her black dress, he could clearly see how the fire scorching down her delicate skin as a puddle of blood form around her and the moon seem to lose all its glow.

The tears strain and raspy shallow breaths and her closed eyes. He couldn't gaze at the storming blue cold orbs and he did and didn't want too. He couldn't bear to watch the anguish filled eyes, he couldn't bear to look into her eyes as they lose their liveliness.

He was sure the dark memories of the past will always cast their shadow on their future. Her heartbreak, her anguish, sorrow filled eyes will haunt him in every happy moment.

He watched as the door opened and the emergency surgeon working on her came out of the ward.

He was on his feet and in front of the doc with questioning terrified gaze even before his mind could register his actions

"The surgery was successful, she is stable now" the doc who was so much senior then him said giving him a pitiful look and he couldn't understand the reason behind his pitiful look.

He watched through the glass window, as the broken, pale, lifeless princess lied on the white sheets with various tubes, drips and monitors attached to her fragile form. She looked so small and vulnerable at that moment. So different from her usual I can handle anything thrown my way attitude.

He was sitting outside watching at her form like a hawk when the first source of gossips enter his ears. Few nurses were gossiping totally oblivious of his presence a few feets away.

"You know the new patient that has brought in, yeah the one who was in the restaurant that caught fire."

"Yeah, what about her. She made it right" the other nurse asked her curiously

"Yes, but it would have been better if she hadn't" the nurse said in a very somber voice

"Why, why are you saying that??" The nurse asked her shocked by her thought

"She is a young girl, whose whole body has been consumed by fire. Her face has survived by Gods grace but the burns on her body have formed hideous scars. The burns on her arms have formed a bluish purplish region. She will be subjected to scorn and many people will make fun of her because of her appearance and the most important thing is no guy would want to marry a girl having hideous scars like her. She would have to bear daily psychological torture like this" the nurse put forward her point of view and pity for the young girl whose life had been destroyed according to her

"But the guy who come with her looks like he loves her and is her boy friend or something and she seems rich."

"That guy with her is a famous cricketer, he will leave her as soon as they are out of this hospital. He lives in a world of fame and continuous limelight, do you think he would bear to have a hideous girlfriend or wife like her. Do you think he will take her with him anywhere?? You know I've seen many such cases when the patient's own family gets scared from them and she seems like an orphan to me. Do you think this Viaan Kundra will stay"

"No, poor girl"

The group of nurses continued gossiping about the poor girl and her disastrous fate. How much she had to suffer and how much in pain she was?? How the surgeon for once thought she was a gone case as no meds seemed to work on her but by some miracle she had survived.

While Viaan continued listening to all this with fisted hands and a determined gaze as he continued starring at the broken girl lying inside with an oxygen mask.

To be continued.........