Your Choice..Adiya FF COMPLETE [Promo Inspired] update pg6-dec12 - Page 3

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Aditya had showered and changed into the kurta given to him Roshana. The commotion coming from downstairs told him that they were all gathered there. He was not quite ready to return and face them. He needed time and space. So now, he found himself on the roof being tortured by his thoughts.

For the first time, he knew he fell truly in love. He had completely accepted it, he was a goner.

A certain madness had washed over him with this acceptance. He would catch himself goofily grinning and acting impulsively and irrationally. There were moments of immense jealousy, and a strange urge to constantly impress her. But through all of this and in trying to navigate his feelings, he had forgotten to consider hers. He realized that she was not one to fall for someone's biryani making skills or their street food expertise. She would fall for the essence of the person.

She wasn't like anybody he had come across nor was she the same girl he had first met. She was no longer naive, but still had her innocence. She was still delicate and emotional. But now, she was also extremely strong, independent and grounded. He understood her now. And when he did, he fell in love with her. But had she?

In his mind, every moment was playing and on a loop. He tried to analyze every moment, and every word in search for missed meanings. He sighed in defeat and shook his head trying to get all these thoughts out of them.

"This girl is definitely going to send me to the mental asylum mumbled Aditya.

"What?

Aditya froze and prayed that whoever it was had not heard him.

"Noor! he sighed in relief.

"Were you saying something a moment ago

Aditya shook his head in dismal.

"Nothing. What are you doing up here?

She held up the first aid kit and indicate to the cut he had forgotten all about. He took a seat and Noor got out the cotton and disinfectant.

"This may sting a little

Aditya leaned away from her.

"Uh...maybe I will take my chances with the infection

Noor chuckled and pressed the cotton against the cut. Aditya let out a hiss and quickly moved away.

"Ow

"Aditya!

Zoya had just walked in when she had heard his yelp. She same rushing towards them.

"Are you okay?

Aditya nodded. "It is just the medicine. It stings a bit, that's all

Zoya suppressed the urge to takeover. "Please be gentle, Noor

Noor nodded and went back to applying the medicine. But Aditya still flinched at the contact. Zoya took the cotton and disinfectant from Noor and took her place in front of Aditya.

"Here, I will do this. Would you mind helping Ami setup the beds in the living room please?

Noor smiled and walked away.

Her hands were shaking and her eyes focused on his cut. The events of earlier had been going through her mind. She remembered the aggressiveness and determination with which he had fought and searched for her. She remembered the fear. The fear evident on all those faces, the fear for her own life and Arshad's. And most of all, Adi's life. They all had been so close to losing it all, she still felt as if she was still trapped there.

Aditya watched her with a great deal of concern. She hadn't muttered a single word and had avoided meeting his eyes. He grabbed her hand and broke her trance.

"Are you okay?

"I am just still a little shook. I can't stop thinking what if something had happened...I wouldn't have gotten a chance to...anyway I wanted to thank you. I don't know how many times you saved me. But I know that every time I needed you, even when I didn't know it myself, you were there. I don't know how or why we are tied but am thankful for it.

He could see the concern and appreciation reflected on her face. But he wondered if his heart was playing tricks or was there more. He just couldn't bear giving himself anymore false hope. He sighed and tried to change the subject.

"Is everyone else okay? I am sure they were all stressed and worried about you.

Zoya nodded. "It took time to calm them down and letting them see I was okay.

Abbu had bugged Arshad to make sure that I was completely okay and uninjured.

Aditya tensed at the name but hid it quickly. He realized that Arshad was not a bad person. In fact, he seemed like a genuinely nice and honest man. His dislike towards him stemmed from his jealousy and feeling towards Zoya. Though he did not like the man, he could be polite towards him. Or at least try. But curiosity of Zoya's feeling towards Arshad kept picking at him.

"Zoya, when we were in the riots and when I found you...the way you were worried about Arshad...uhm... I just was wondering were you maybe starting...

Zoya shook her head quickly.

"I can't. Not for him or anyone else. You know na? I had loved Yash with all my heart and soul. My life, my identity, my happiness, everything had centered about him. After...after what had happened... you saved me. You taught me to fight, for myself and others. Because of you, I felt like I could breathe again. But I don't think I can let someone in again...I feel incapable of loving someone like that

Aditya stared at her after her confession and felt his own pain reflected on her. Even if there was someone in her heart now, she wouldn't know. She had completely and firmly closed her heart. Out of fear, she refused to look in and explore her own feelings. It was a fear he knew too well. It would stop her from embracing life to the fullest and eventually lead her to loneliness and regret. He couldn't let that happen to her. He would never let that happen.

"Closed storeroom

"Huh? Zoya looked at him, puzzled.

"When I was in boarding school, a teacher once punished me for something that was totally not my fault

"uh-huh Zoya smiled knowingly

"Fine, it was a bit maybe my fault. Teacher wearing dhoti for Independence Day, I was wearing slippery shoes, and stepped on him...maybe in front of the assembly.

Zoya burst out laughing.

"Please tell me you didn't do what I am thinking?

"Anyway! He locked me in a small storeroom, where all the forgotten junk was stored. There was no room to move, with dust all over and only a small locked window. For the first few moments, it didn't feel like much of a punishment. Then slowly, I felt it getting warmer and warmer. The air started becoming thicker and the room seemed to be getting smaller and darker. I tried staring out the window, hoping that maybe looking outside would help. And it did, for a few moments more. I watched my friends playing, stared at the clouds and the sun. But then, that same suffocation came back, and I couldn't breathe any longer.

Zoya placed her hand on his shoulder in comfort. She was puzzled as to why he was sharing this incident with her, but it seemed he had trapped himself back in that storeroom.

"Zoya, living with a closed heart is like being trapped in that storeroom. For a while, you can humor yourself into thinking that you are happy and are living life. But reality is that you are just watching from the window. Sooner or later that realization will dawn, and the suffocation will start. And I won't let that happen to you.

Zoya stepped back. She had thought Aditya understood. He knew that she could not love anyone else. Because he was in the same boat as her. She couldn't help but feel slightly betrayed.

"Do you think that Arshad and I...I mean try to...are you siding with Arshad?

Aditya shook his violently. It bit him slightly, thinking that he was maybe advocating for Arshad. But he was trying to get her to stop being stubborn and maybe open herself to the possibility.

"I am not on his side and I am definitely not telling you how to feel about him. All I am saying is don't shutdown. Maybe think about opening your heart and the possibility. Zoya, I am on your side. I am always on your side.

Zoya did not look convinced but conceded to the sincerity of his words. She may not accept anyone else, but she can think about the possibility. Maybe Aditya had a point, and she just wasn't cleared eyed to see it yet.

"I will think about it. It's been a long day. Let's get some sleep

Zoya found herself running frantically on the same streets. But this time there was a strange fog that surrounded her. It blurred all the faces and the roads. She cried out for help and searched for a way out. But it was no use, the darkness and fear grew.

She heard someone call out to her. She turned to find Aditya running towards her. She sighed in relief and ran to meet him. She clung to him with a death grip and cried out in relief. The fear seemed to disappear, and her breathing and hope returned. It took her a moment to realize that he felt different. He felt cold and rigid to the touch. She looked up at his face and found it expressionless. There was a growing red on the front of his chest. She reached for him, but before she could he crumbled to the ground. She wanted to shout and scream, but no sound came. She placed his head on her lap and tried to stop the blood. He looked up at her. His eyes were filling up and he couldn't seem to keep them open. He wanted to say something, but his breath became stained. Zoya became hysterical and clung on to him tighter. In the background, she could hear the voices of her family calling to her. But all she saw was Aditya going further and further away from her. He could not leave her. Not after all of this, she could not lose him. She hung to him tighter, as if holding him physically would stop him. When his eyes closed, she had never been more scared in her life. She screamed.

Zoya woke up with a jolt. It had all been a dream, but it felt real. Her panic and fear were real. Her heart was still racing, and she was covered in sweat. Her eyes adjusted to the darkness of her room and found Noor soundly sleeping. She tried to console herself, assuring herself it had been a dream. Aditya was probably still sleeping downstairs, but it was no use. Her heart was still racing with panic and doubt. She quietly made her way downstairs and found that only Arshad was sleeping there. Aditya's bed had been neatly folded with no sign of him anywhere. The possibility that her dream wasn't a dream came crashing to her. She didn't think as she ran out the door, trying to find him or any sign that it was all a dream.

She got nightmare but where is Aditya?

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