Lucky (Om and Ishu) Episode 34

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EPISODE 34: LUCKY
TEJ’S PERSPECTIVE

She stared straight at us, hatred and anger spelled out in caps in her features. I tried not to flinch as I thought to act on my first instinct of running her over. “Bhaisahab!” I barely heard Shakti’s frightened gasp at the increasing speed. Her mouth twisted in a weird, scary smirk and I hit the brakes and turned the steering to avoid collision. The tires screeched to a stop as Shakti clung to his seat, trembling with fear. Sweat beads on his forehead glistened in the sunlight, making him look feverish.
We were centimeters away from hitting a tree which was almost on the narrow road. I struggled to catch my breath and turned to look at her smirking at our cowardice. She hadn’t moved and even her posture was exactly the same too. Palms on the seat, leaning back a little, ankles crossed in front of her, head tilted arrogantly; too cool for me to be sure what was going on in that pretty little head. I unfastened the seatbelt and stumbled out to get her, sending an emergency text before leaving my phone in the car itself.
“Wrong move”, she called out. I had to admit, the high ponytail was unnerving. But there was nothing I could do about it. I looked back at Shakti staring at us open-mouthed through the closed window. He clearly didn’t want to follow me to our deaths, but I definitely wouldn’t go down alone. I gave him an irritated look to silently order him out of his shell of fear and turned back. Ishu saw this exchange with some interest, as if it confirmed her theory or something.
“What do you mean wrong move?” I got back to her question directly. She snorted derisively and stood up straight to answer, sliding one hand inside the tight black jeans pocket. “Where do I even begin? Oh let’s see, how about killing my parents?” My eyes lowered automatically, but I regained control and looked at her as I calmly said, “We didn’t kill them. He drove into a wall.”
My cold rebuff fanned the fire and she leaned towards me intimidatingly. Shakti, who had joined us, looked ready to run for dear life. “Your pathetic brother didn’t do much to help them either, did he? And if I’m not mistaken, he was there to get some kind of info for you. Right?” she asked in a screeching voice. I forced myself to stay calm and try the good guy façade. Maybe she’ll fall for it and go away. I kind of regretted not killing her back when Shakti had asked me to end it before this issue turned back on us. I regretted taking her words the other way round and assume Shakti was mistaken about her memory loss. I regretted sending her the money to ease my guilt. I regretted sending her the location of her parents. But I had merely tried to ease her pain by not extending her hope. And it had backfired on me.

“Get your head together, Tej Singh Oberoi”, I mentally chastised myself.
“Ishu, we never meant to do it. We just wanted to protect our stocks from our rival. It was simply unfortunate that your parents were caught in the middle of it.” My words seemed ineffective in calming her down. Of course she wouldn’t let it go so easily. But she did back down, as in taking a step back towards her black bike. I thought I was on the right track and continued, “Besides we were feeling so bad about it that we even sent you the money to make sure you had nothing to worry about. Now, why would we do that if we held any ill will towards you?” I almost purred with conviction.

But I was wrong. Again. It was a wrong move indeed, because I hadn’t realized her silence was the calm before the storm. Before I could even begin to wrap my head around what was happening, the heel of her boot had crashed into my chest and thrown me flying into the woods. From far away, I saw a shocked Shakti watching me writhing in pain. He started backing away, but not fast enough. Ishu had his neck in her grip and hissing something into his ear. Her expression was enough to bring a prayer to my lips, “Please come fast and save me! Someone, anyone!”
She threw him to the ground, making him cower in terror. She walked over to me like a predator sauntering to her prey. Planting her foot on my chest with more force than necessary, she leaned closer. “Still bearing no ‘ill will’ towards me?” she droned with ire. Removing the pressure, she wagged a finger at me, motioning me to get up. I dare not incense her, so I did as she asked. Behind her, I saw Shakti trying to crawl away, but she didn’t notice him. Holding my collar, she corrected me, “You should have had some malice for me too, or you shouldn’t have messed with me at all.” Her words struck more alarm within me as I contemplated attacking.
Raising my hand swiftly, I meant to slap her away, but she was quicker as she twisted my hand behind me and hit my shoulder with her elbow. The impact threw me off near my car and a sharp pain echoed through my body from the shoulder that was probably dislodged now. She turned to him now, and I was a tiny bit grateful for the little window. I managed to open the door of the car and hunted for my phone.

“Your second-worst mistake was to think you could ‘eliminate’ me!” she screeched as I heard something snap; Shakti’s bones, maybe? I was too busy finding Shivaay’s number with my shaking hands. I hadn’t realized when she came back to me, except when she held me by the collar too, urging me to stand up straight. My height and weight didn’t seem to have any effect on her as she easily punched my guts, throwing me near Shakti this time. When she spoke next, her voice was so low that I could barely hear her. “Your worst mistake was to not kill me when you could.”
Another kick to my ribs and then I passed out.

ISHU’S PERSPECTIVE

The memories which had racked my entire being were resurrected and driving me to do what I knew I shouldn’t. Kicks, punches, blows by elbow, shoving those two filthy brothers off my shoulders when they tried to take me down together; I could do it all day for the sheer pleasure of watching them groveling in the mixture of dirt and blood for some mercy on my part. Their weight was no match for my agility and lithe figure, and I gained the upper hand pretty soon. At one time, there was another car coming that way, and I put up the act Shakti Singh Oberoi had done almost three years ago. I had acted like they were like this when I was passing and I had called for help already. When the other man appeared suspicious, I simply pointed out the other route he could take and for some reason, he didn’t argue. ‘So that’s what it feels like to be evil!’ I thought to myself. I suddenly realized my targets didn’t even have it in them to call out for help! And then I hit their jaws with my elbow until it bled.
Only once did I find the will to stop this madness: when the elder one cried out “Oh… mm…” in pain and it sounded like ‘Om’ to me. I landed another hit to the elder one’s spine and another punch to the younger one’s knees and left them whimpering in pain. The image of my Mom whimpering like that sprang to the fore of my mind and I itched to hit them just one more time. Only one name held me back. I would never do anything to hurt Om, directly or indirectly. I went to fetch Tej Singh Oberoi’s phone from the dirt where he had dropped it earlier and called for an ambulance. I had deliberately left mine at home in case he called.
I remembered Anika’s words: “You’re better than this Ishu.” And Director’s words: “No one in this world has a right to decide who deserves to die or live. Also, no one has a right to kill or not to kill.” And then Om’s words: “I don’t want you to be destroyed over this. They’re not worth it Ishu.” And from the night when the pain wouldn’t go away: “My family” and “I’m right here for you.”
I calmly went and sat on my bike, waiting for the ambulance to arrive. Now that my anger was under control, as it was nothing close to quenched, I decided to let them be. My parents won’t be proud of me for this, I reminded myself. The exertion had made me thirsty and hungry, but that will have to wait. I wondered if I should let Shivaay Bhaiya know, but then he’ll come to know anyways once they’re in the hospital. Not having anything more to do, I looked over myself to check for injuries. Luckily, there weren’t any major ones. At least I won’t have to go to the hospital with them! Or should I?
To resist the urge to hit them one more time, I held my own hands, tapping my foot in anticipation of seeing Om for the last time; I was too chicken to stay with him after this. I also had to return the bike and get my stuff from my room before he figured it out. As I went through the kinda-sorta-plan in my head again, I heard the sirens in the distance. When the front of the ambulance appeared from the turn, I started my bike. But I was surprised to see a black car following not too far behind. I drove away before they could see me.

OM’S PERSPECTIVE

She had listened to me. They were alive.
I had gone to the hospital directly after Shivaay’s call that they were found on a remote road. Beaten up and bloodied, but still alive. They didn’t need operation or anything serious like that, but Papa’s lungs could give out anytime, and Chhote Papa’s head exhibited a bad gash; nothing serious, though. Both of them were in the ICU and the entire family was waiting outside to be allowed to meet them. Shivaay had already told me Ishu wasn’t there when they reached. He also told me that the Moms and Dadi didn’t know about Ishu and it was better to keep it that way. I had stuck around for like five minutes before relocating to an empty corridor. I never knew how difficult it was to find one in a hospital, but I finally found one on the second floor. I sat down and let my head rest in my hands and the breeze from the open window cool down my heated body, when I felt someone watching me.

AUTHOR’S NOTE: Guys, do you want an Om-Ishu confession and kiss before the ending or do you want dessert at last? 😉 I’m asking because I’m honestly confused about how to proceed from here. Although I wrote a longer chapter, I wasn’t sure about it, so it’s saved in a draft and I’m waiting for your reply to continue working on this. Also, I can now assure you there’ll be a happy ending to this one, just because I love them too much 😀
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