A treat for all the Swasan fans !! Including me 🙂
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~~A Rough Night changes to Good Night~~
Swara’s pov ~
A sharp pain shot through my head. I felt dizzy. I held my cheek. It stung. My eyes were filled with tears as I dared to take a glance at Ishaan. My hands and feet were as cold as ice. My whole body shivered as he stared me nastily. I was scared of him.
“This is what you get for rejecting me. sl*t.” He growled in anger and walked away. I was left alone in the room trying to process what just happened to me in a past few minutes.
As I recollected the events of the night, I remembered, getting into an ugly banter with Ish in front of everyone. I refused to dance with him and walked up to his room. Of course, he had followed me. We fought and thus, I was presented with this bruise on my face.
Never in my wildest dreams had I thought that Ishaan would lay hands on me like that. He hit me. He abused me. I was shocked to see him behave in such a nasty manner. He was drunk.
I wiped my face with the sleeve of my top and walked back downstairs. I walked and headed straight outside. While at the door I spotted Ishaan grinding with some girl, getting all touchy. I felt disgusted even by the sight of him.
While I was outside I ran as fast I could, irrespective of the direction I was going in. I could notice an empty road ahead with not a single soul nearby. I ran and ran and finally halted. I was panting and crying at the same time.
“Swara?” A voice startled me. I look up to see none other than Sanskar. I was baffled. What was he even doing there ? I wondered.
“Sanskar — what are you –” I was interrupted as he approached me.
“You are crying. Why are you crying ?” He asked. A strong smell of alcohol drifted from him as he came near me. That’s when it hit me – he was drunk. Another shock for me in one night. Sanskar never dared to touch a drink.
“Are you drunk?” I asked him. Well obviously he was drunk. He couldn’t even stand still in a place. He stumbled a little as I held him by his shoulders.
“Drunk. No baby its ‘drink’. You should say ‘drink’. Didn’t you learn English at school ?” He laughed. What the hell was my night turning into ?
“Why are you drunk Sanskar ? Don’t you know you are not allowed to drink ? And why are you out here all alone ?” I asked. He looked baffled like he had no idea what I was talking about.
“Again you are saying it wrong! It’s drink with an ‘i’ not drunk with a ‘u’. Do I have to teach you everything baby ?” He asked with a cute little pout. The way he called me ‘baby’ made my heart flutter. But at that time, I couldn’t think of anything than my worsened situation.
Tears welled up in my eyes again and within seconds I cried my heart out again. Seeing Sanskar had made me more emotional. I wanted him to be sober to lend an ear but he was f**king drunk, for crying out loud.
His face scrunched as he looked worried as my cries got louder. I was thinking about whatever had happened back at the house. On top of that Sanskar’s argument, over ‘drunk’ and ‘drink’ had pissed me off even more.
“Acha okay. .Don’t cry don’t cry. I m sorry. If you say its ‘drink’ with an ‘i’ we will call it that. But please don’t cry. .” He said barely above a whisper. He was a little hesitant first, but soon wrapped me up in his arms.
I felt safe and warm and loved. I belonged to him. I had missed his embrace, his cologne, his voice and every little thing about him. . .
He rocked me back and forth. “Don’t cry please. I feel terrible when I see those tears in your eyes.” He whispered in my ears while his voice cracked at the end.
I pulled back myself and wiped my tears in front of him. “Okay okay. No more crying. But tell me, please, why would you drink so much ?” I asked making sure I said ‘drink’ with an ‘i’.
He sheepishly rubbed the back of his head and smiled like an idiot. “Just like that. I needed to tell. . . no. . . I needed to ask you something.” He said. He fumbled with his words as he was too wasted.
“Okay. Well you can ask me later. Anything you want. I have to get you home now.” I said.
“But I want to ask you something now!” He whined like a five year old kid. Handling him sane was much easier than handling him wasted.
“It can wait. Sanskar c’mon now!” I said.
Not to my surprise that guy just shook his head and took a seat folding his legs and crossing his arms across his chest. I knew he would do something like that. I rolled my eyes at his immature gesture.
“I don’t want to go home now.” He stated.
“Then where do you want to go now ?” I asked.
“To your home. Its much. . .cosy and homely with you around.” He pleaded. And Oh, those puppy eyes of his always work. I sighed and finally gave up.
“Fine c’mon.” I said and helped him up. He carried on with his random talk and chatter as I put him into the car and drove to my home. . .
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Carefully without making any noise I snuck into the house with a half unconscious-Sanskar, following me. He tugged onto my finger as I led him upstairs.
“Where am I ?” He asked in a drowsy voice.
“Shh. My parents are sleeping. Keep it low!” I ordered and tip toed upstairs. But much to my bad luck this guy had to do something to put me into trouble.
“But I m sleepy ! I want my mom…” He exclaimed a little too loud. I flinched and pinned him to the wall clamping my hand over his mouth. Our faces were just inches apart.
“I told you that my parents are sleeping. You better behave and sleep here without any complaints right now !” I whisper-yelled. He said something that I couldn’t fully understand. I ignored his muffled words as he took my hand off.
“But I m thirsty. . .” He said. I groaned. He was such a drama queen. Nevertheless, I was in love with him. I liked pampering my ‘Prince’ at times.
“Yeah. So there’s a whole bottle of yummy water in my room. Now shut up and walk with me.” I ordered causing him to frown.
“You are rude.” He huffed.
“No. I m not. Anyway, please walk with me ?” I pleaded batting my eyelashes even though he couldn’t see me clearly. He nodded.
“That’s better.” He smiled.
“Take this blanket and go to sleep.” I said in a very tired tone. I was dozing off standing. He sighed and plopped down on bed. I tucked him into the blanket and was about to leave when he caught a hold of my hand.
“Don’t go. . .don’t leave me again.” He mumbled. I didn’t know what to do. I tried to slip away from his grasp but he held my hand close to his chest. Also, I did have urge to go and fall asleep in his arms.
I don’t know what took over me but I decided to follow my instincts.
Swara had forgotten everything that moment – the owe to never see him again, our break-up, everything. . .
I made some space for myself beside him as he wrapped his arms around me. My head rested on his chest listening to his heartbeats. I felt so complete.
“I love you Swara. . .” He said patting my head and planting a kiss on my forehead.
“I love you too Sanskar. . .” I said and closed my eyes. . .
Finally a Good Night came in my life after two years of many Rough Nights.
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Next part : Break-up ?
Hope you all loved this episode. I tried for some romance between the two even though Sanskar was wasted. But after the break up Swasan will be together perfect and yeah of course they will be sane 😛