53. Fear of losing her

Atharva's POV

I pushed her nose to stop her blabbering. She was continuously giving a lecture on how good the street foods are. They are just some unhygienic shit made up of low-quality material. I will not allow her to eat that at any cost. She falls ill so easily.

I teased her by saying that the way she talks the job of a radio jockey is best for her. I didn't mean it. Even I enjoy her stupid talks. I love it when she goes on blabbering for hours. She gets busy in her world while talking endlessly and I get busy in her. But she got angry with it and left the car in anger without even sparing one look to me.

I was waiting for her return from the temple in the car. I am literally enjoying every day, every moment with her. She is the best thing that has ever happened to me. I have forgotten my past, my pain because of her. She has controlled my mind and clouded my heart completely.

But I am still worried about her security. Because that bastard is still alive and roaming freely. I am still not able to forget that day when he entered my house and tried to steal my butterfly from me. Thankfully that day I returned early because she requested me to come soon in the morning. Whenever I think about that incident I just want to kill him with my bare hands. But this is she who is stopping me from doing this good work.

I was fuming in anger when I saw my butterfly coming out of the temple. I don't know why she is so religious. But if this gives her happiness then let it be. A smile crept my lips when I saw her face expression which she gave while looking at the pani puri stall. But thankfully she ignored it.

I came out of the car to pick up my butterfly from the other side of the road. But like always she just starting taking her steps to cross the road without caring about her life. Why is she so careless?

I turned to open the door of the car and when I turned back the ground beneath me slipped because of the scene in front of me.

A car crashed into her. She was off the ground and then her head collided with the road in full force. She was lying with her face on the road in a pool of blood. I got numb and statued on my position.

I came to senses when she screamed my name.

"SHREYA!" I ran to her.

I took her face in my hands. Blood was continuously flowing from her head. People started to gather around us. Her eyes were getting heavy as she was closing her eyes. My heart was shrinking looking at her condition.

"Shreya, don't. Don't you dare to close your eyes. Don't you dare"

She clutched my t-shirt tightly in her fist. I took her in my arms and ran towards the car.

"Ho..hospital, quickly"

I was so much scared that I was not even able to form words.

I looked down at her. Her eyes were closed but her pupils were moving and she was still holding my t-shirt. She was half-conscious. Blood was not stopping even for a microsecond. I put my hand on her forehead to anyhow stop the outflow.

"Open your eyes, butterfly. Please"

Tears started to form in my eyes. I was choking due to emotions.

"Please talk to me. Please! I will do as you say. I will never stop you from talking. I will not stop you from eating street foods. I swear. You can give me any punishment for my behavior but this is too much. I can not bear this. Please say something. Please!"

The last word came as a whisper. She was not listening to me. To my beggings. Why is she so stubborn?

Suddenly, the car came to a halt.

"What the fuck?" I screamed at the driver.

"Sir, traffic"

Oh NOO!! Why is the whole world against me.

I looked down. I cannot wait. Waiting means endangering the life of my light.

I took her in my arms and ran towards the hospital. I was just running passing through the vehicles without caring about my surroundings.

I reached the hospital in 10 minutes and put her body on the stretcher. She was still holding my t-shirt which was now stained in her blood. I stopped and looked at her face that was now covered with blood.

'Nothing will happen to her, nothing will happen to her' I was repeating these words in my mind to console myself.

"I want her fine at any cost. Call the best doctor or do anything. I just want her ALIVE!" I shouted at the staff.

"Sir, please maintain the decorum. There are other patients too. Please don't shout"

"I don't care. I just want her standing on her feet at any cost. Did you get that?"

"Yes sir, we will try our best"

"I promise you that I will not leave that bastard this time," I said to her unconscious state.

"Sir, there is a huge loss of blood. Please let us take her to the ICU" one of the nurses said to me.

I nodded

I slowly removed her hand from my t-shirt and let them take her with them.

I immediately took my mobile phone out and called my man telling him the number of the car which I didn't forget to read before going to my butterfly at the accident spot.

"Track all the information and make sure that he is not able to leave the city at any cost!"

If this is you Shaurya then just start counting on your days.

I went towards the ICU to look at my butterfly from outside. Her eyes were closed and her body was looking pale and lifeless. Doctors were cleaning the blood from the face.

I was not able to look at her in this condition, my heart was wrenching so I moved from there. For the first time, I was feeling myself out of energy. My legs were wobbling, my hands were shaking and I was not able to a standstill. I sat on a bench with elbows on the thighs and my head in my hands.

After some time which felt like an eternity one of the doctors came out of the ICU.

"What? What happened? Is she fine? Did she open her eyes? Can I meet her? Can I go in?"

"Have patience, Mr. Singhania. We are doing our work. There is a huge blood loss. And her blood group is also rare. We are working our best to arrange the blood"

I looked into the operation theatre and the blood was dripping down from the bottle to her body with the help of a syringe. Blood was now cleared from her face and her forehead was wrapped in the bandage. Her eyes were still close and her body was looking all white.

I started to move here and there. Because I am not a man with patience. Now it was getting on my nerves. I want her right now in my arms. I will not allow her to put even one step on the ground when we will go back to our home.

After some time doctor again came out of the ICU. I stopped her mid-way.

"How much time would it take for her to come in her senses?" I asked him.

He released a breath.

"Look, Mr. Singhania. I will not lie to you. She is in a very serious condition. She is already very weak to handle such a severe accident and then there is a huge blood loss from her body and she has got some critical internal injuries too. We are trying our best. The best doctor is treating her but her body is not reacting in a positive manner, the way it should do. And there are high chances of her going into a coma if she is able to survive the operation. "

"I don't know anything. You are a doctor it is your responsibility to save the lives"

"We are doctors, not God. We are giving our best. The rest is in the hands of God. We cannot say anything at the moment. I will say that pray for her"

All the energy drained from my body. He left me there standing alone. I fall on the ground. I was feeling defeated. It was feeling that someone has snatched my world from me. Tears were forming in my eyes making my vision blurry.

I looked up and decided to take the answers to all my questions from that power on which everyone blindly believes and even my butterfly too.

God!

Enough of him prevailing his own will in my life and ruining it.

I stood up and moved in the direction of the temple with wobbling legs. I stood in front of the idol of God saying nothing but just staring at them.

"Beta, please remove your shoes" the priest interrupted me.

I looked at him with my furious eyes. He flinched back. But I removed my shoes and stepped in because I was not in a mood to deal with people.

I looked at him with my questioning eyes. The questions that are lingering in my mind from years, that are buried in my heart for years. I want my answers now. I will not go empty-handed.

"Why God why? Why always me?"

I said and a sob escaped my mouth. I fall on the ground not able to stand with my emotions. I was feeling weak. There were a lot of people but still, I was feeling lonely once again. I sat on my knees looking up at God.

"Why you always do this with me. Why are you so cruel to me? Am I this bad? What have I done to deserve all this?"

A single tear rolled down my cheek without my will.

"First my mom then my dad and now my butterfly. You always take all those that I love the most. I will not be able to live if something happens to her"

I took a breath

"She has always believed in you. I have seen her remembering you and chanting your name many times then why are you doing this to her. I don't believe in you, give the punishment to me, not to her. She doesn't deserve it. She can't even think of doing bad things to even inhumane. Then why she?"

I wiped my face from the back of my palm.

"I have never asked anything from you but for the first time, I am asking for my butterfly. I want her alive. Please! The doctor said that only you can save her now. That's why I am here. I know I am becoming selfish but I promise that I will start to believe in you but please save her"

I said and hide my face in my palms to cry.

'Have faith Atharva, everything would be fine. My baby can not break like this. Remember that I am always with you'

I heard these lines from somewhere and I felt like someone has put her hand on my head. I looked up to find no one. It was a kind of divine power I felt like. The voice was feminine and was filled with love and care.

I stood up and looked around to search for the source of the voice but found no one. If there was no one then why it felt like so real?

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