Chapter 24: ||23.||

•||Ch23: Unconscious Sky||•

||Zayaan POV||

"I can help you to answer your question about the baby, Zayaan. I know who is the father,"

My blood was boiling, slowly in anger but I was trying to control it.

"You."

.........

I felt myself breathing heavily and becoming numb. I clenched the phone tightly in my hand and hanged up quickly before he uttered anything. I threw the phone in the backseat and started driving in full speed. I couldn't understand what was happening around me after I heard what he told me.

I stopped the car in front of the house and clenched the steering wheel tightly.

"Go to house," I told Mishal, coldly and in anger.

This anger wasn't directed towards her instead it was all for myself. I didn't want to hurt her and damage her more than I had already done.

When she climbed out of the car, I drove away from the house in anger and let my mind ran away every where. I drove to the warehouse in anger and stomped inside my office.

My emotions were everywhere and my heart was beating weakly and I felt a part of me died inside me. My hands shivered as I opened the drawer and pulled out the paternity test reports. I stared at them blankly and slowly opened it. I felt my world shattered when I saw the reports and my heart stopped beating.

• • •

I fisted my hand and punched on the desk in anger. I couldn't think straight other than her who was not with me right now but still around me. My heart wasn't able to think straight when she was in my mind and in every beat of my heart. I should had known when I made the decision of marrying her that I couldn't control my growing feelings for her.

Maine chaaha chaahoon na tujhe,

Par meri ek na chali.

(I wished not to fall in love with you,

but it was completely beyond my control.)

Three weeks.

Three weeks had passed since I saw her last time. Ever since the call, I didn't have any guts inside me to face her after knowing the truth. Before I wasn't the one who became coward so easily but ever since she entered in my life the single thought or glimpse of her made me weak and to bow down in front of her.

My phone beeped which pulled me out of her thoughts. I sighed and picked my phone from the table and saw a message from amma bi.

Amma bi: I am so tired of you, Zayaan. Stop ignoring your beautiful wife who you love dearly and how long will you hide your feelings from her and shielding them from the world when anyone can clearly see it. NOW LISTEN ME CAREFULLY! I am taking your her with me in my friend's granddaughter wedding and you have to also come. I DON'T WANT TO HEAR ANY EXCUSE FROM YOU!

I could feel her anger from her text and I knew I could not say no to her at any cost nor could I let Mishal go anywhere without me when I knew Wasir was roaming freely. I quickly got up without thinking and picked my car keys.

I drove to the venue where the wedding took place, in full speed. I parked my car in the parking area and quickly climbed out of it. I unlocked it and walked inside the hotel. I felt few people's eyes on me but I ignored them and their whispering and looked for the girl who was ruling on my heart.

I spotted her in the crowd, she was sitting close to the stage and was looking flawlessly beautiful. I didn't think the beautiful could describe how beautiful she looked. I didn't know what spell she put on me but deep inside I was loving it.

Teri aankhon ki gehrayi mein,

Samaa gaye hain hazaaron gham.

(By looking in the depth of your eyes;

Thousands of my pains were taken away.)

Her eyes caught mine and the life of her eyes were returning back. The glow on her face didn't go unnoticed by me when she looked at me. I didn't move my eyes away from her when amma bi came stood beside me excitedly.

"Zayaan and Mishal, why don't you both stand beside each other? I want to take a picture of you," One of amma bi's friend said to us.

When I nor Mishal made a move towards each other, because I was lost in her beauty, amma bi went to Mishal and gently made her to stand beside me. They made me to put my arm around her and took our pictures then they made me to my arm around her waist.

"I think that's enough," I told them, sternly because she was effecting me slowly and making me heart to get out of my control.

With my arm around her waist, I felt so peaceful but I didn't let my guard down and let my feelings to win. We were standing so comfortably and enjoying each others presence Mr. Malik, bride's father, came and welcomed me. He went to call his daughter's in-laws for introducing them to me with a pleased grin on his face.

"Mr. And Mrs. Zayaan Khan, meet my daughter's in-laws. Ahwab Shah and his wife. Parents of Numan Shah, my daughter's husband," He introduced an old couple who was none other than Mishal's parents.

My eyes were filled with anger for them but I quickly controlled it when Mishal stepped close to me. When her brother came from the stage and stood in front of us, amma bi asked them if they knew each other. I put my hand on Mishal's back softly and let her know I was here for supporting her and for fighting her parents for her.

"She is...," Her father trailed off because he didn't know how to complete this sentence.

It angered me to know how her father was reacting and glaring at my wife with icy cold glare.

"My sister," Numan said looking at Mishal with a big smile.

Her father's eyes filled with hate when Numan called her sister. I was feeling myself shaking in anger and rage and I was ready to kill that man, her father or not but he surely had death wish.

I felt Mishal placed her soft and delicate hand on my arm which made me to look at her quickly. My cold and hard eyes met with innocent eyes which held fear. She shook her head slowly and mouthed 'please don't'.

Her beautiful and flawless face was now pale and held tiredness. I quickly pulled her with me and made her to sit on the couch. How could I forget standing wasn't good for her this long. I turned to the others and looked at them sharply.

"We will talk about it later," I told them and fisted my both hands tightly.

How that man, who happened to be Mishal's father, pulled his wife roughly didn't go unnoticed by anyone and it increased the fire inside me.

The whole function passed quickly and the whole time I noticed how Mishal's eyes searched for her mother. I could see the battle and desire inside her eyes to hug her mother. The whole time I fisted my hands to stop myself from creating a scenario.

I glanced at Mishal as I drove us back home. The frown on her face was telling me that she was disturbed and controlling her tears. I was glad to have amma bi at that time with us. If she wasn't there then I would have done something to Mishal's father.

When we reached home, she didn't notice it and looked so lost in her thoughts. Amma bi climbed out of the car to give us privacy and went inside the house.

"Mishal?" I called her which pulled her out of her thoughts.

She didn't answer me nor looked at me and climbed out of the car. I quickly opened the door and climbed out of my car and followed her. I grabbed her hand and stood in front of her and lifted her face up. My eyes turned into soft when I saw tears in her tears and it pained me to see her like this.

She pulled away and walked past me inside the house, leaving me alone. I sighed and ran my hand in my hairs before walking inside the house and followed her slowly. I entered in the room and looked for her. I quickly walked to her when I saw her losing her balance. I took her to the bed and laid her down.

I saw tears in her eyes and it triggered my heart to skip the beat. I moved my hand to her face and pushed her hairs from her face so I could see her flawless face properly. I creased her soft and chubby cheeks

"Stop confusing me," She whispered looking at me.

I stopped creasing her cheeks and looked deeply into her eyes. Her eyes many emotions but most of them were for me. Slowly, tears slipped from her eyes which made me to quickly wipe them.

"Why you every time confuse me?" She asked me again which made me to look at her in confusion.

"Why are you confusing me with your feelings and affection?" She asked me with quivering lips and slowly moved her hands up to hold mine.

"It's complicated," I told her and pulled my hand from her but she didn't let me.

She had no idea how complicated it was for me to not express or confess my feelings to her.

"But if my falling in love with you isn't complicated then how is yours?" She asked me which made me still.

She loves me!

My heart beat became uneven on her confess. All I felt myself was at peace on hearing this but that night again flashed in my mind which reminded me that I was her culprit, her offender.

I tired to tell her that I would burn her but she didn't listen me. She pulled me down and wrapped her arms around me. She cried on my shoulder silently which made me to feel more pain. I also wrapped my arms around her and kissed on her head.

"It's not easy but we can try," I mumbled, lowly.

Kyun ab ik lafz nahi

Dil kehne ki haalat mein

Socha kahunga ek din..!

(Why even a word,

Cannot be uttered by my heart right now,

I thought I'd express every feeling some day.)

• • •

What happened last night made me to realize I was also giving her pain. When I married her, I thought I would stay away from her and kept my feelings to myself but last night told me it was impossible for me when she confessed her feelings to me.

I looked at her softly and smiled at her as I picked her in my arms. I took her from my car inside the house and felt her snuggling into me.

"How long it took us to reach?" She asked me and yawned.

"5 hours," I answered her which made her to open her eyes.

I felt her eyes on me and she moved her hand up to trace my face. A smile stretched on my lips and my muscles relaxed under her soft touch.

"Aren't you hungry?" I asked in concern and glanced down at her.

Her grumbled stomach answered my question which made me smile more. I placed her on the couch with a kiss on her forehead and went to the kitchen to make something for her.

After making something for her to eat, I went to her and fed her with my hands. Feeding her with my hands were something which gave me ease.

"Please don't break my trust in you," She whispered while staring in my eyes.

How can I tell you that I have already break your trust!

"I will not," I whispered back and fed her silently.

• • •

Seeing her smiling after meeting her parents were giving my heart peace and having her at my side were making me the happiest man of the world.

I entered in the room but stood still as my breath knocked out. My lips parted and I walked towards her slowly and stood in front of her.

"I hope you don't mind about your clothes borrowing by me," She said glancing at me.

Looking at her in my clothes made me to forget about talking and I felt like I didn't have tongue. She took my voice away along with my breath which made me look a complete happy idiot who was in love with her.

"O-ah! I-I.. think I should ch--," I didn't let her finish whatever she was saying and without thinking I put my lips on hers.

The kiss was turning into rough which was making me to lose control on myself. In a second, both of us were on bed, she was under me and I was on top of her carefully making sure not to crush the unborn baby. It took everything in me to stop whatever we wanted to do. I pulled away and kissed on her forehead before laying beside her with a sigh.

I was feeling frustrated after stopping myself and rubbed my hands on my face to calm myself. I quickly stood up before my frustration increased more.

"Where are you going?" She asked me and grabbed my wrist.

Her touch was burning me and increasing my desire for her. I was getting tensed under her hold but I was thankful of her for removing her hand. I quickly turned around and kissed her head.

"I need to take a shower," I whispered in frustration and quickly went to the washroom.

A cold shower will help to calm my desires down!

I took cold shower and let my muscles relaxed. It was so painful to stop what we were going to start but I couldn't do this to her and put her life at risk. Doctor had strictly prohibited us to have sexual contact because it may put the baby at more risk.

• • •

A happy sigh escaped from my lips as I looked at sky. Spending a week here with Mishal made me to fall in love with her more, if possible. Suddenly, my phone rang which made me to pull it out of my pocket and answered it when I saw it was mom.

.........

"I want you both to come back home this instant!" Mom ordered me but before I asked her, she hanged up.

.........

I put my phone back in my pocket and went inside the house. I entered in the room and frowned when I saw Mishal was looking pale.

"You are looking pale," I told her and approached her.

I kneeled down in front of her and held her face in my hands but she wrapped her arms around me and put her head on my shoulder with a sigh. I could tell by looking at her that she wasn't feeling well and she needed to visit doctor for check up.

I called her name and rubbed my hand on her back gently. She hummed quietly in response but didn't move.

"We are going back home. Mom wants both of us to come back home and you seriously need to visit hospital for your check up," I told her softly.

She hummed again but didn't make a move again. I sighed before picking her up in my arms and kissed on her forehead softly. She was like a light feather in my arms and her weight wasn't increased which made me worry about her. She put her head on my chest and snuggled into me which made me smile slightly.

"Your weight haven't increased," I told her in concern and walked out of the house to my car.

I placed her inside my car and buckled her seatbelt. I looked at her warmly as she slumbered deeply and kissed on her forehead. I also climbed inside the car and drove back to my house. Every five minutes later, I glanced at her who was still sleeping with a smile on her lips but her face was still pale.

After 6 hours later, we reached home and I regretted to take her to our family house due to the long travelling. I climbed out of the car and went to her side. I opened the door and bent down to unbuckle her seatbelt.

"First thing, you are going to do is having rest after a healthy food," I told her, sternly and helped her to walk inside the house.

"Don't you dare to put a foot inside the house!" Mom's voice echoed in the house as we were about to step inside the house.

I frowned and looked up at mom who was glaring at Mishal with disgust in her eyes.

"Mom!" I said in loud voice, coldly and angrily.

"Zeba!" Amma bi and dad also called her at same time, sternly.

I took Mishal inside the house and tried to control my anger. What had gotten into mom which made her to behave like this with my wife! When I asked her, she looked at Mishal with more hate.

"How can you accept a sinner girl like her is beyond me! Do you have any idea how she is making all of us fool with this dirt inside her stomach?" Mom asked me in anger and pointed at Mishal's stomach.

I felt the anger and rage inside me increased more. I held Mishal tightly but gently to stop myself from exploding.

"Don't you dare to call my child a dirt, mom!" I told her, sternly and dangerously.

I could bear everything but if someone ever tried to say something to my wife or something that was related to her then I would not stop myself from becoming a beast.

"Are you in the right state of your mind?" Amma bi asked mom in anger.

"I am! But not you all are. I have reports which proves that she has this dirt before this marriage. And to cover this dirt she sedu--," Before she finished her sentence, I shouted at her.

"Stop it, mom!"

Mishal startled beside me and held my arm. I held her and tried not to scare her, by controlling my anger.

"Why? Why are you saving that prosti--,"

That's it!

"Don't you try to call my wife with names," I told her, angrily and side hugged Mishal.

"Zeba, stop with all this nonsense and go back to your house," Amma bi ordered mom, angrily but nothing was affecting her.

"I am not leaving until I make sure she leaves my son with her dir--,"

I couldn't take this anymore and let mom to insult my wife when her husband was alive and was standing in front of her to protect her from every stone. Before I thought what I was doing, I opened my mouth with one thought in my mind and that was protecting Mishal from everyone.

"This child inside her is mine and your grandson. And before you start calling her with names, you must know your son is the reason. I am the reason. I am the one who raped her," I shouted, loudly and angrily.

I am the only reason! If I didn't show any interest in her then this day would have never come!

Everyone stilled in shock and surprise and I felt Mishal moved in my arm and looked at me to see what I said was true or not. I was breathing heavily and clenched my jaw in frustration and in anger. She moved away from me and looked at me with disbelief in her eyes.

"You are kidding?" She asked me, quietly and her voice was inaudible but I heard it.

I looked at her with guilt and shame because what I said was half truth. I was the reason behind her this condition and I was ready to take every harsh words or actions from her.

"I am not. I am the reason behind this baby," I told her and clenched my fists tightly to stop myself from hugging her.

I watched her as she was taking steps back but was losing her balance. Before she hit the ground, I rushed to her and the last word which I heard from her was,

"Why?"

• • •

I closed my eyes and rubbed my face and felt reckless. I felt someone sitting beside me and a hand placed on my shoulder. I opened my eyes quickly and looked beside me. I looked away from her and clenched my jaw.

"You were lying! Right, son? I know my son can't do something like this. You must be saving that ch--,"

"Stop it, mom. And get over it that I was the one. If you can't help me then please leave me alone!" I told her, angrily.

"You can't lie t--,"

I stood up before she finished her sentence and walked away from her. I walked past amma bi and dad who were staring at me the whole time in anger and walked out of the hospital. I stood in front of my car and hit the hood of my car.

"Why are you doing this?" I heard dad voice from behind me.

I turned around and met with his icy cold glare. He was standing two feet away from me.

"There are other ways to stop your mom but why you lied everyone and specially Mishal?" He asked me.

"If I didn't lie then everyone would go after her and hunt her with their harsh words. And I didn't lie, dad, I am the the one and only reason behind her this condition," I told him and looked away from him with guilt.

I heard him sigh and he stood in front of me and put his hand on my shoulder.

"Stop doing this, son. You are also hurting her and making her to hate you.... Go and talk to her. Tell her truth while I take care of your mother," He said, softly.

I looked at him with a one side of my lips slightly curled up and a chuckle escaped from my lips.

"Let her hate me. That way she will never hate herself!" I told him.

"She is out of danger and now she needs you. Go and talk to her!" He told me, sternly and gave me his sharp look.

I looked at him and sighed in defeat when he looked at me with daring look to decline his order. I nodded my head and walked back inside the hospital. I took a deep breath before entering in the room and stopped at the door. My breath hitched when I saw laying on the hospital bed and amma bi was sitting beside her on the stool.

She stood up slowly and walked out of the room but not before giving me icy cold glare. I looked back at Mishal whose eyes were closed but I knew she wasn't sleeping. I walked towards her slowly without looking away from her.

"Why you lied?" She asked me, weakly.

She opened her beautiful eyes slowly and looked at me innocently. She moved her hand and held my hand in her. I moved closer to her and tried to breath but it was impossible for me to breath after staring at her.

"I know you were lying. You can never do this. I know you. You ar--,"

"But I did it. I break your trust, Mishal. I know a sorry can never fix anything but I am really sorry," I whispered and removed her hand from me before walking out of the room.

I heard her quiet and silent cry as the door closed behind me. I held my throbbing heart and my already broken soul. I walked back to my car and climbed inside it. I closed the door loudly and pulled the car out of hospital parking area before driving in full speed aimlessly.

Ishq mein dooba dooba hoon,

Mujhko na ab hosh hai,

Yaar ishq ki zameen pe,

Ab aasmaan behosh hai.

(I'm almost drowned in love,

I have no consciousness left in me now.

O beloved, on the ground of love,

Now sky is unconscious.)

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Assalam-o-Alaikum! Hey!

So, how's the chapter?

This is so me when I reread the last few chapters and now when I saw what I wrote in this chapter..😫

And I know most of you want this baby belong to Zayaan but it can't happen. As much as I love this, but making Zayaan baby's father will only prove that no man will ever accept the child of other man. I hope you all agree with me that there are many men in this world who accepts their step child.❤

And, Zayaan is just trying to protect Mishal from everyone but he doesn't know he is also hurting her... Let's just hope everything becomes normal between them.

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