-Sharon and Swayam-
Sharon entered his room hesitantly, her eyes taking a few minutes to adjust to the dark. Her eyes focused and she could barely make out a shape sitting on the edge of the bed, hunched over, as if the weight of the world lay on its shoulders. She moved silently towards him, as if towards a spooked child.
She'd already sent Rey home with her driver, leaving his bike parked outside the Shekawat home, knowing that he would be in no condition to do anything, much less drive home.
Her hand reached towards him and he jerked upright as if sensing its trajectory. "Leave, Sharon."
"Swayam-"
"I said leave Sharon."
"Swayam, Taani was my frie-"
"I SAID LEAVE DAMMIT. SHE WASN'T YOUR ANYTHING. DON'T YOU DARE...don't you dare call her a friend. A friend doesn't do what you did to her. A brother doesn't do what I allowed you to do. Leave me alone, for god's sake. If you have even an ounce of respect for Taani as a human being, just go." His voice, which had startled her at its volume and made her flinch, had lowered to but a bare whisper by the end of his sentence.
"Swayam, I-. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have gone ahead with this stupid plan."
His voice was deathly quiet when the reply came, "No you shouldn't have. You should never have interfered. You should never have taken advantage of my love for you to drag me into this. You should have stopped Rey's train of thought and slapped some sense into him. You should have come to me with his concerns. But you didn't. I feel cheated, Sharon. I loved you beyond what I ever thought I was capable of and in that love for you, I ignored my family. I let you take me for granted. Let you rope me into one scheme and plan after another. And *this* is what I get back. My best friend - broken, and my baby sister - gone. I don't know if a sorry is enough Sharon. I don't know if I can ever forgive you, let alone right now. Please, just leave. Go back to ignoring me, go back to hating me. Because I can't muster up any sympathy or love for you."
She stood rooted to the spot, despite his pleadings. Words she'd never heard. The voice that always spoke of love at the thought of her was devoid of any emotions for the first time in years.
"I won't ask you again Sharon. Leave. Leave before my heart starts festering hate where love lay."
Those words shocked her into movement, as her shoulders shook with silent sobs now stuck in her throat, wanting to escape and make themselves known. Sharon shuffled towards the door, afraid to make even the slightest of sounds in the now vacuum-like silent room. Just as she stepped past the threshold, she whispered, knowing that her words would reach the broken man's ears just fine, "I'll fix this Swayam. I promise you I'll fix this."