Drishti's POV

It has been a month since that incident and me and Rakshit have become quiet close. Although at times, I feel that he is stopping himself and something is bothering him.

I know what I feel for him. I have fallen in love with my irritating neighbour who is not so irritating anymore. He actually is a very sweet and caring man. Only I realised a little late.

His eyes speak a lot of things. It seems like he is carrying so many things inside of him. I want him to share it with me but I know I don't have any right to.

Today, I have an off so I am sitting in my apartment lazing around when I hear the doorbell.

I get up lazily and saunter towards the door. Rakshit was standing there with his phone to his ear.

"See! My friend is here."

He then put his phone aside and whispered.

"Pretend that you have come to visit me."

I looked at him confused. He put the phone back to his ear again and motioned me to continue.

"Umm-Hii Rakshit! How are you?"

I started in and excited voice and looked at him to seek aprroval. He nodded and actioned me to go on.

"Umm-Long time haa!"

He nodded and said.

"Papa! Abhi mere aur bhi friends aane wale hai. I can't come today. I am sorry I need to go. Bye!"

(My other friends are about to arrive.)

He disconnected the call and sighed in relief.

He then looked at me and smiled gratefully.

"Thank you."

I folded my arms in front of my chest and looked at him.

"Explain!"

"What!?"

"Ye sab? Kya tha?"

(All this? What was it?)

He looked away and mumbled.

"Kuch nhi. Mera mann nhi tha jaane ka. I will leave now."

(Nothing. I didn't want to go.)

He literally ran back to his apartment. I ran behind him and stopped him from closing the door.

"Answer me Rakshit! Mai jaanti hu kuch toh baat hai. Jab bhi ghar ki baat hoti hai ya family ki baat hoti hai you freeze. Tumhe nightmares aate hai. You shout for help. You shout your mother's name."

(I know there is something. Whenever we talk about home or family you freeze. You get nightmares.)

My voice became soft at the end because I could see pain in his eyes. His pain pained me.

"Har bacha apni maa ko bulata hai when they need help."

(Every kid remembers their mother when they need help.)

He mumbled and tried to close the door.

"Tum unse help nhi maang rhe the. Unse bachne ke liye help maang rhe the."

(You were not asking for her help. You were asking for help from her.)

He looked at me shocked. His expressions hardened and he quickly said.

"Its my life. None of your business. You are no one ki mai tumhe iss baare mai kuch bhi batau."

(You are no one that I tell you about this.)

He said and shut the door harshly. 

It hurt! But I know it is hurting him more.

I kept my hand against the door and continued.

Rakshit's POV

I can't drag her into this. I don't her to see me broken and vulnerable.

I know the way she looks at me. I don't want that look of love to change to sympathy.

"Mujhe pata hai tum yahi ho aur mujhe sun rhe ho."

(I know you are here and you are listening.)

I heard her a few moments later.

"Mai jaanti hu ki mai tumhare liye kuch bhi nhi hu. I am a nobody to you."

(I know I am nothing to you.)

You have become my everything Drishti. Pure din mai mera sabse favourite part ban gyi ho tum. I always look forward to spend time with you.

"Lekin mere liye tum bhut important ho Rakshit. Reason mat puchhna. I know there is something bothering you. Please let me in. Baat kro mujhse. I want to be there for you. I want to help you. Please!"

(But you are very important to me. Don't ask me the reason. Talk to me.)

Her voice broke at the end and I had tears in my eyes.

"Mera yaha aana zaruri nhi tha. Mai apne ghar se bhi kaam kr skti thi bhut aaram se. But I moved here. I met you. Shayad ye hamari destiny thi Rakshit. Maybe God wanted us to meet. He wanted me to be there for you. Please open the door Rakshit. Please!"

(It wasn't necessary for me to come here. I could have worked from my home. Maybe it was our destiny.)

I don't deserve you Drishti. You are way to good for me. But I want to be selfish just this once. With you I want to be selfish.

I open the gate and we look at each other. Without thinking twice I pulled her in my arms and hugged her tightly.

She hugged me back pulling me closer. I shut the door and started walking inside with her in my arms.

I took her to the bedroom and made her sit on the bed. I laid beside her hugging her tightly and with my head on her chest.

I don't care that I was clinging to her. I just needed this right now.

She stroked my hair and we kept quiet for some time.

"I don't want you to feel sympathy when I tell you what I went through. I don't want you to hate me or look down at me when I tell you that I can't stand up for myself."

I mumbled in her chest. Her hands in my hair didn't stop.

"I would never! Jo bhi ho I promise to be always there with you. Support you. And...love you."

I looked at her. She was smiling at me with tears in her eyes.

She leaned in and kept her forehead on mine.

"I was physically abused by my mother."

I whispered after a moment. She looked at me wide eyed.

The only emotion in her eyes at the moment was shock.

I slowly started telling her everything. Her expressions changed throughout. Anger, pain, hatred and finally came back to anger.

"Das saal. Ten years of my childhood I was abused and beated by the woman I loved and looked up to. Jis aurat ko mujhe protect krna chahiye tha wo mujhe janwaro ki tarah maarti thi. Even today I have marks of her abuse on me."

(Ten years. The woman who should have protected me beat like animals.)

I removed my t-shirt and showed her my back and chest which still had belt marks.

Her tears were flowing down her eyes. She slowly forwarded her hand and tried to touch the marks on my chest.

I held her hand and placed on it. She hissed and cried. It looked like the marks pained her more than me.

After a few minutes her cried died down and she looked at me with a fire in her eyes.

"Bhut control kr chuki wo tumhari life ko. Ab aur nhi. Now...You will stand up for yourself in front of her."

(She has controlled your life enough. Not anymore.)
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