Slowly Jeevika attempted to pick herself up.
She tried to use forearms to lift herself up however, she fell back down again.
She groaned out loudly in pain, as she couldn't bring herself to rise. She
stretched out towards a chair and used that to finally lift herself.
She staggered out of a dark room, clutching the
side and smearing her hands across the wall, spreading everything across it.
Her hair was unkempt and she was finding it difficult to breathe, let alone
walk. It took all of her strength, and she placed all her weight on the doorknob
as she opened the door to her room and tried to get to the bathroom. Grabbing
everything in her way- just to keep her standing.
She scrambled to find the tap and opened it,
washing her hands. Red blood flowed off her and washed down the sink. She was
using her elbows to prop herself up. Suddenly, the light came on, she turned
towards the door.
"Bhabhi?" Virat saw his Bhabhi peered
over the sink, struggling to stand. She had cuts in her face, with blood
smeared across it. Virat stood there in utter shock.
"Shut the door, just..." She lost her
balance and began to fall, she tried to hold onto anything. Virat rushed
towards her and picked her up and carried out of the room.
Virat and Maanvi rushed Jeevika to the hospital to
get her treated. Maanvi sat in back with Jeevika. She brushed her fingers
across her face, trying to move her hair. Jeevika flinched at the slighted
touch, startling Maanvi. As Virat drove he tried to call Viren from his hands
free. Jeevika sat there silent, as Maanvi attempted to clean her slightly, she
tried talking to her, but she got no response.
Viren had been out for a business dinner, and
Virat was unable to get through to him. As Jeevika was being examined, Maanvi
stayed by her side, wanting to help, but Jeevika simply sat there in silence.
The doctors cleaned Jeevika's wounds, she sat there in shock as Maanvi winched
at every exam.
Virat kept trying to get through to Viren but
couldn't. He almost threw his phone on the ground, because of his helplessness
and frustration . He can't help Jeevika and can't get through to Viren. Virat
texted Maanvi and let her know he going physically go and tell Viren as he
wasn't picking up.
Virat drove to the restaurant where Viren was, he
tried to drive as fast as he could, trying to get through all of the traffic
lights. Every red light, angered him further. How could this happen? Why did
it? The evening was going do well, when did Bhabhi leave? Where the hell is
Bhai?
He walked into the restaurant and saw Viren
chatting to a client, discussing a case. Viren noticed Virat as soon as he
walked into the room. Quickly he excused himself and rushed up to him.
"Virat!" He dragged him aside.
"What are you doing here? You know I'm with a client for work. You can't
just come here."
"Bhai, I've been calling you for over an
hour!" Virat was getting impaitent as Viren was being unreasonable.
"So what! You know where I am and why,"
Viren went to leave, Viren dragged him back and narrated what happened to
Jeevika.
Rushing back to the table, he quickly gathered his
belongings and excused himself from his meeting. Virat drove them to the
hospital, with Viren in the passenger seat, he now felt a huge amount of guilt.
If only he had picked up the phone at least once.
As he entered the hospital, he rushed towards
Jeevika's room. There he found Maanvi standing outside. She rushed up to him
and tried to calm him now.
"Jiju!"
"Maanvi what the hell happened?"
"I don't know, some guy beat Di up. I can't
see her like this, I just wanna beat this guy myself,"
"Police?!" Viren began dialling his phone
"Police have already gone Jiju,"
"How the hell did this happen?" He threw
his fists against the wall. "I'm suppose to protect her aren't I? How
could I let this happen," he sat on the hospital floor as he cradled his
head in his hands.
Jeevika had a broken nose, a black eye as she had
taken a blown to the face. Her left hand was broken and she was covered in
bruises all over her body.
Viren opened the door into Jeevika's room. He gave
her a light smile to which she tried smiled back softly. He closed the door,
turning his back towards her and took a second to breath, before he walked
towards her and sat beside her taking her hand.
A few days later.
Jeevika and Viren were in their room. Viren came
out of the bathroom to see Jeevika struggling to get her trousers on. She was
reaching down to attempt to pick them up, as they had fallen down. He rushed to
help her.
"I can do it," she snapped.
"I know, I'm just trying to help." Viren
felt so helpless. Ever since they have returned from the hospital. Jeevika was
very abrupt and he found it difficult to comfort her. He took the trousers and
helped her get her legs into them.
Jeevika tried to get her gown off, as she moved
her hand she felt a sharp pain. Viren noticed the look on her face and helped
her to take her gown off. Revealing the large bruises on her back, he put her
hands through her top straightened the outfit for her.
Quietly Jeevika left the room. Viren flopped onto
the bed. He shut his eyes and all he thought about Jeevika. Who could be the
person who did this to her? How did they have the courage? He was angry at
himself for not being at that party, if he was there then this would not have
happened. However, he was also a tiny bit angry with Jeevika as to be able to
help her, Jeevika has to share with him. However, after everything Jeevika had
closed down completely. Shutting herself from Viren and Maanvi.
Slowly Jeevika walks around the house trying to
get outside for some fresh air. As she passes through the hallway she saw the
blood smears she made across the wall that night. As she went it touch them,
she heard the screams of that night.
Viren laid fast asleep beside Jeevika. As she laid
there wide awake, she couldn't sleep. Every time she closed her eyes, she heard
her screams. The screams she let out the night she was attacked.
Flashback.
He placed his hands over Jeevika's mouth to stop
the sound of her screams. He had her by the throat as she was trying to claw
herself out. He punched her in the stomach and winded her making it easier for
him to drag her into a dark room in her own house. He grabbed her by the hair and
threw her on the floor. She landed against a chair.
Slowly he walked around, as Jeevika laid there
looking upon her attacker. She scurried to get up, but he got there before she
could and pushed her back down again. He began to talk, but everything he said
just blurred as Jeevika tried to protect herself. She kicked, punched, and
tried to claw him. He pinned her arms down and carried on.