Rude kiss | hidden friendship
778 Words
Abeer walks inside the room, looking for Charvi, then pauses for a moment before heading toward the balcony.
When he steps outside, he sees Charvi curled up like a little child, fast asleep. She looked incredibly adorable, with her loose hair strands falling repeatedly on her face, annoying her even in sleep. Charvi stirred, brushing them off lightly.
Abeer stood there for a moment, observing her, but then Anvi's face flashed before his eyes, reminding him of her pain. A sudden wave of anger swept over him, and he moved towards Charvi with heavy steps.
Abeer's eyes, slightly red from his earlier drink, stared intently. As he moved closer to Charvi, he unbuttoned his shirt and shrugged it off in a single motion, throwing it aside. Holding both sides of the swing, he leaned in, staring at her face with a strange intensity.
Slowly, his gaze shifted to Charvi's heart-shaped lips. He reached out, letting his hand graze her face. His fingers traced her eyes, nose, lips, and chin, as if memorizing her features.
Charvi's eyelids fluttered slightly, her sleep disturbed. Soon, her eyes opened fully, locking onto Abeer's intense gaze. Neither of them moved for a few moments as if trapped in each other's presence.
Suddenly, Abeer picked her up in his arms and carried her inside the room, only to toss her onto the bed. The soft mattress cushioned her fall, bouncing slightly as she landed.
Hovering over her, Abeer gripped her jaw tightly and said, "How can you sleep so peacefully? Do you even realize how shameless you are? While your brother suffers, you rest like nothing happened. But not everyone is like you, Charvi."
Leaning closer, his voice became colder. "I cannot bear to see my sister in pain, especially when the cause of her suffering is you... Charvi Singhania."
Without waiting for a reply, Abeer's lips descended on hers. Charvi struggled beneath him, but he pinned both her hands to the bed with one hand, kissing her harshly, venting his fury.
After about 20 minutes, Abeer finally pulled away, breathing heavily. He stared at Charvi's flushed face-her cheeks bright red like a tomato, her breathing uneven.
As he was about to say something, the sound of an alarm interrupted him: BЕЕР ВЕЕР.
Abeer's expression turned cold. He knew it was Anvi, panicking again.
Angrily, he grabbed a T-shirt from the wardrobe, wearing it hastily before pulling Charvi to her feet. Without a word, he dragged her out of the room and headed straight to Anvi's.
Upon entering, he found the room crowded with doctors and nurses trying to stabilize Anvi.
"GET OUT!" Abeer's thunderous voice echoed, making everyone scatter instantly.
Charvi, who had been looking down the entire time, flinched as Abeer shoved her forward, making her fall near Anvi's bed.
Anvi was still struggling, breathing heavily and tossing her head from side to side.
When Charvi's gaze fell on Anvi, a sudden change came over her expressionless eyes. Her emotions surged visibly, and she scrambled to her feet, holding Anvi's face gently in her trembling hands.
"Anu..." Charvi's shaky voice broke the silence.
Abeer's eyes widened in shock. How does this girl know Anvi's nickname? What's going on here?
But before Abeer could react, Anvi forced her eyes open, looking directly at Charvi.
"Charu!" she whispered hoarsely.
Charvi broke into tears, collapsing onto Anvi and hugging her tightly.
"Charu, don't cry..." Anvi murmured, her frail hand stroking Charvi's head gently.
Abeer stood there, watching in stunned silence. His sister, who hadn't spoken a word to anyone for days, was now consoling this girl, even in her weakened state.
As Charvi's sobs subsided, she pulled away slightly, helping Anvi sit up. Anvi smiled faintly, her tired eyes sparkling with warmth as she looked at Charvi.
Abeer's anger boiled over. The smile he'd been yearning to see on his sister's face... it was because of Charvi, the very person he blamed for Anvi's pain.
Charvi turned briefly to look at Abeer, who was glaring daggers at her. She hesitated before whispering, "I'm sorry."
Then she turned back to Anvi, hugging her tightly again. "I missed you so much," she said through her tears.
"I missed you too, Jaanu," Anvi replied softly.
The word "Jaanu" jolted Abeer. It was a name he knew well-one Anvi had used countless times during her hostel days, a name she mentioned almost daily. But he had never cared to ask if it belonged to a girl or a boy.
Realizing it now, Abeer clenched his fists, staring at Charvi with burning eyes.
What does this newfound connection mean for Anvi and Charvi? Will Abeer's misunderstandings clear?
To be continued
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