Playing Cupid - SS (part six is up!) - Page 6

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+ + + PLAYING CUPID - PART V + + +

"C-come on, get up.." he slowly said, holding her for support; she really didn't have any self-support left.

"I!" she hiccoughed and continued, "don't wanna leave! Yo-lo!" she said lamely and caused Randhir to roll his eyes.

"Look. Don't argue, you're wasted!" he threw his hands in the air, but instantly held Sanyukta again - as he didn't want her to fall, which she was about to.

"N-no! I will camp here!" she giggled. Does she even make sense anymore?

"Camp? What?" he asked, partly confused, and amused.

"Yes, let's sleep together!" she chuckled again, and offered him a bro-fist. He didn't respond, though, as he was too busy blushing, so much that he couldn't meet her eye.
"Just shut up! Get up. Now!" he commanded, and she got up immediately, doing a salute.
"Yes sir! Off we go," she clutched his hand and waved it around like a five year old.

And there they were - hand in hand, proudly walking out of the prom hall, not giving a care in the world.

"Hey- hey, hey. Where you going? C'mon Sanyu! We'll be playing Truth or Dare," a voice came from behind, almost annoying - to Randhir, that is.
"O-kay! Leggo, M..Cee Pee," she slurred, again, and still didn't let go of his hand even when Parth asked for it.
"I don't wanna. I said we're leaving, that loser has nothing better to do anyway," he said sharply, and when she nodded to leave, he shot a last icy smirk towards Parth and held her again.

They proceeded to leave, but yet again it seemed like the 'loser' didn't like giving up.

"Sanyu, please?" he made a face, though thankfully she still did not give in.
"We're leaving, that's it." Randhir made a final call and Parth rolled his eyes. Loser, Randhir thought to himself.

"Okay, here's a deal, Randhir comes and plays for some minutes, then you may go. She doesn't even have to play, deal?" Parth insisted, and Randhir finally gave in and left Sanyukta, drunk, hopeless.

She looked around to find someone she knew, but unfortunately only strangers were in sight.
"Looking for someone?" a cold whisper spoke to her, and she immediately felt her knees wobble, and her surroundings suddenly got too cold, and the fact that her dress was sleeveless, did not help at all.

"N-No. Who is this?" she spoke but the words hardly came out, she did not know what was happening to her. She just felt too sick; almost too sick to sleep right there.

"You don't sound very welcoming. Now, you should be rather glad I'm here, and not Keres. Deaths by her are violent, I'll give yours peacefully," she turned immediately. There stood something horrifying, a black figure she couldn't make out - but for sure, it wasn't human.

"What are you?" she said, already too weak.
"Thanatos. The God of spirit of Death and mortality," she could feel that he smiled, but she didn't see it. She couldn't see it.

"Why are you . . Why are you here?!" she exclaimed and looked around for help, but it seemed as if no one else was able to see Thanatos.

"Because, darling," he dragged on, petting her head, "the fates are specially interested in you. Eros never approaches ones he shoots, but yours is a different story, Sanyukta. Or, should I say, Hedone?"

"Hedone?" she tilted her head to a side. She'd come across the story of Hedone before, but she was sure as hell confused as to why he was adressing her as Psyche.

"Yes, sweetheart. Now, now, no need to act surprised, or are you really?" he whispered again, making her feel weaker every minute.

"Surprised about? What . . ." She was officially lost, and Randhir hadn't returned yet.

"Come on, I'll give you all those answers," he drifted away and she immediately followed, wanting to make something out of the situation.

. . . . .

"Where is that girl going?" Randhir muttered to himself as he saw Sanyukta leaving the hall, following what seemed like a shadow to him.

He got up straight away and left without any further explanation.

. . . . .

"Tell me! Why are you after me?!" Sanyukta immediately said as they entered the hallway, away from the blaring music.

"Because, darling, you are the daughter of Eros, and Psyche." She froze at place. She couldn't be. She was Sanyukta Aggarwal - an Indian to-be-engineer. Not Hedone, the Daughter of Greek Gods.

"Look, there has to be a misunderstanding. Please, just. . ." she stopped at once, no words were coming from her mouth no matter how hard she tried.

"Looks like I'll have to leave in order to stop any more harm being caused to you," he said and came closer to her. "Farewell, darling."

"Wait!" she managed to choke out, "how are you still alive, I mean.. You.. You are supposed to b-be dead?" she coughed again, trying her best to speak but her throat felt too dry, it burned and she had no idea why.

"It's immortality, my darling," he whispered and disappeared in a cold breeze of air.

She felt weak, hopeless, broken. She wasn't able to stand, or speak. She could barely even breathe properly. What did he want? Was he after her soul? Why couldn't he leave her alone? There must be a misunderstanding . . .

"Sanyukta! What was he? Why couldn't I enter? Who were you talking to?!" Randhir barged in through the hallway door and caught her, and suddenly everything felt warmer. Her breathing rate came back to normal, and her knees didn't feel so weak anymore.

"R-Randhir. . ." she moaned his name, still unable to speak properly. What was going on?

"I'm here, it's fine. Shh, let's take you to rest," he said and picked her up, utterly confused, but moreover scared of what had happened to her.

And he was going to find out.
He was going to be the one to save her.

+ + + TO BE CONTINUED.. + + +

Ayyy xD updated. 1051 WORDS - YAY XD BE PROUD OF ME.
Okay I LOVE this chapter personally. Thanatos' appearance XD this isn't the last of him. :D
Won't have a long A/N. But sorry for updating late :(

Ill be focusing on all my stories now, bc vacatiooons :D

That's all I guess o.o

Love,
Lil.