- Chapter 1 -
Thunder lashed in the sky, followed soon after with flashes of lightning. A storm would soon be approaching.
He wanted to forget his pain. To forget the deceiving woman he had once loved. But the more he tried to forget, the more his heart ached.
Arnav's head was pounding. Every inch of his body pleaded for him to stop drinking.
But he would listen to no one tonight. Not even himself.
He placed the bottle to his lips, swallowing the liquor in mouthfulls.
17 long years.
It had been 17 long years since he had felt any pain remotely close to the heartache he felt now.
Frightening memories of his parents' abandonment filled his mind. And although he knew it wasn't possible, he felt his heart break a little bit more.
Maa... Papa... I miss you... Why did you leave me...? I want to be with you...
For the first time in a long time, Arnav felt weak...helpless... 17 years had been time enough for him to build up a barrier around himself. He had buried his feelings so deep within himself that it was difficult even for himself to dig them out.
That was before he had met Kiran.
He sighed.
He couldn't deny that Kiran had brought a change in him. He felt free around her. He was able to let himself loose. Express himself. And as he slowly became involved with Kiran, that hard, cold barrier had broken.
And now, he felt like the weak, innocent child that he had been years ago.
The swirl of liquor burned as it washed down his throat.
The more he drank, the more it hurt. He felt dizzy. Sick.
But he knew he couldn't stop the car. He could barely tell apart the accelorator from the brake.
So tired... So unbelievably tired...
He closed his eyes.
It was only for an instant.
But an instant was plenty time to destroy his life.
An ear-piercing scream and the splatter of blood on the windshield.
They were the last things he had time to register before collapsing into a much needed sleep.
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