Chapter 21

A/N: Guys you were complaining that why I was not updating the stories…so let me tell you the reason…two of my house members were tested positive for corona in the start of June so we all were in quarantine. But 2nd last week. I WAS TESTED POSITIVE FOR CORONA too. That's the reason I wasn't updating any of my stories on time. If you still see me guilty than I am sorry for that but I really can't do anything, So sorry to all of you.

On the special request of Abhi shika an the mystery princess di.

Now have a happy reading. Do read and review…

Few hours later Abhijeet woke up, his eyes fluttering open, the sheets around him damp with the heat of fire place as Daya had threw every wood log he found nearby. By the time he woke up it was dark despite of the very little light of the sun announcing the arrival of a new day. Upon checking his watch, he saw that it was past five o'clock. He glanced around and found Daya sleeping absurdly on the sofa. He quietly stood up from the sofa while arranging the sheets making it look like someone is sleeping. His sight caught the coat hanging in the corner. He remembered that it was the same coat in which Daya put the keys. He slowly went towards the coat and take the keys out from it. He again looked towards Daya to ensure that he is not awake.

He slowly opened the door but he was out of luck that day. As the door swung open, a cold waft of air blew in making Daya awake from his deep slumber. He didn't waste a second and skipped out from the door. He ran on the creepy silent road as fast as he could. He could hear Daya calling his name while getting close to him.

"Ruk jao Abhijeet, mein keh raha hoon ruk jao." A feeling of dismay and pain could be sensed from his faded voice.

Instead of giving any answer, Abhijeet continued to run on that rough and impassable road. He went inside the jungle avoiding pointed branches and trees, running on the imbalance land of the jungle. Why should I stop? He asked himself, knowing the answer very well but ignoring it deliberately.

"Abhijeet tum meri baat sun kyun nahi raho ho…... main tum se kuch keh raha hoon."

He again ignored him but the next thing that happened made his soul shivered. A loud gunshot echoed in the silent jungle accompanied by Daya's painful moan. He turned around and to his horror, he saw Daya holding his shoulder which was drenched in blood. He without thinking anything ran to his brother who was wincing in pain.

"Daya…. ye...kaise…. (examining his injured hand) main…ne…. aisa…kuch. Nahi…. chaha…tha." He completely his sentence with a lot of dry sobs. Daya could sense the guilt through his voice.

"Tu... is... mein... tumhari...kiya...ghalti… hai." Daya asked weakly.

"Meri wajah se tu tum yahan aaye." He glanced around to grab the situation. "Par goli chalayi kis ne."

"Hum ne chalayi goli." A masked man appeared infront of them along with some other goons. "Ye hamara area hai aur yahan jo koi bhi aata hai, apni qabar khud hi banwata hai."

"Hamien nahi pata tha…hamien jane do." he backend a little and without any warning he picked up a stick from the ground and stabbed the first man ruthlessly. He falls dead, the instant. The other mans, in rage, try to shoot him but he used the same stick to knock the gun down from their hands. He kicked another one who was coming close to him but it was hard for him to manage. Just then he sensed some danger from behind him. He hurriedly turned around and was nearly going to stabbed by a goon when Daya punched his face, making him drop his knife.

*FLASHBACK*

On the other hand, Daya, who was not feeling well, tried to restore the remaining energy in him as the continuous blood loss made him weak, to help his brother who was fighting with all the goons alone. He gathered all his strength and stood up. He wasn't even stable yet when he saw a goon who was going to stab his brother. He hurriedly went towards him to safe his brother.

*FLASHBACK ENDS*

Abhijeet gestured him a thanks that was too way formal in opinion of Daya. They again got engaged in the fight. One of the men saw that Daya was injured so he went to him and stab him on the same wound of bullet. A shot of unbearable pain ran into his whole arm making him more wince in pain. Abhijeet saw what had happened and he immediately ran to him. He knocked the last one out in rage and then his whole attention got shifted to Daya. He looked towards him with care swimming in his eyes. Daya's hand was bleeding profusely. Abhijeet took of his hoodie and tied it around his hand with neck to support him. Now Abhijeet was left with a thin shirt which wasn't doing any good in protecting him from the harsh cold but he still cares for his brother more than anything….