This is connected to the series of one shots I generally post, but I thought this was probably a little too long to be a snapshot. I was inspired to write a story in this format by "The Pursuit: Drabble Series (PriVeer OS)" by Twerps.
The link to her OS is here:https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/ishqbaaaz/4759442/the-pursuit-drabble-series-priveer-os
Do check out this awesome writer.
Without further ado, let's read the story I have written.
The woman looked at the clock, it was around 10 pm. He's never this late, no matter what happens. Even if he has to leave the city, he makes sure he is always home on time. The reason for her worry has been out of the city for a mission. It has been 5 weeks. 5 weeks since she had a goodnight's sleep or has been completely worry free.
"Mommy, daddy's gonna be home right?" Asked her son, rubbing his sleepy eyes with his tiny hands. Priyanka gulped and hugged her son. "Of course he's gonna be home!" she said and tried to smile. She kissed her son on the forehead and said "go to sleep now, ok? If you don't sleep then how can you hang out with dad? Right?!" she asked, masking her worry with a fake cheerfulness.
The boy nodded in understanding and lied back next to her. Priyanka patted his back in attempt to make him fall asleep and calm her own nerves.
She looked at the sleeping form next to her. Ayaan was the perfect mixture of Priyanka's and Ranveer's features. She smiled a sad smile at the thought of her Ranveer. She missed him. So much.
"Why didn't he call or pick up when I called?" She asked herself, her heart filling with an unknown fear. "He never does this. It has been 3 days since he called!" she told herself. She tried calling Shindey but no avail. She can't sleep, not without him. She tried to calm her heart, her panic rising.
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She glanced at the clock again, her eyes bloodshot from the lack of sleep. Fear was getting the best of her. Her phone suddenly rang, it was from Shindey. She answered the phone and was welcomed with Shindey's voice completely void of anything. "Madam, it's me Shindey" he said, "Yes," she
answered, her heart thumping against her chest. "Madam, I have news for you about sir" he said, Priyanka felt lightheaded all of a sudden. Where was this going? "I am sorry madam but sir, sir, I - I couldn't save - " Priyanka didn't hear the rest; the phone dropped from her hands. She felt as if her world crumpled down in front of her eyes.
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She suddenly got up, sweating profusely and crying. It was just a bad dream. A part of her sighed in relief. She had dosed off for a bit. She looked at the clock; it was 8 am! When did she dose off? Priyanka tried to soothe her nerves. "No, he will come back! He has to" she told herself.Suddenly
she heard someone ring her front door bell. She got up, her limbs giving in.
Her hands shakily opened the door and saw him standing. She felt her knees were caving in.
She ran, her feet bare, hair disheveled, without a single care in this world. He welcomed her with open arms. He lifted her up, ignoring his exhaustion. He was just happy to be back in her arms.
Shindey was standing a few feet away, eyes downcast, pretending to be invisible. He smiled to himself, aware of the relief that flooded the duo's minds, hearts and souls that very moment. He had promised the ACP that he wouldn't notify Priyanka of the accident the ACP was in, because she would worry sick and the ACP didn't want his wife to go through any trouble. Had there been any accident where it would cost ACP his life, Shindey had promised to break down the news to Priyanka but not before giving her the letter the ACP had written for his wife for this time he was scared that this would be his last mission, not because he could retire but because he was worried he wouldn't make it back alive; they both knew the kind of profession they were in - they were dealing with death possibly every second of their lives. The "I don't give any flying fudge" man was actually scared. Randhawa barely shared any personal thoughts, unlike the last occasion where he ended up being injured. Another part of Ranveer was stubborn. He had a duty as a police officer to the nation; he also had to be alive for Prinku and Ayaan. His little home. During the toughest times, Shindey could see the ACP smiling at a photo that he always kept in his pocket. He would kiss the photo before he left for any mission, the most dangerous ones. ACP never said it out loud but Shindey could tell how much he loved his little family.
He slowly walked a bit further, giving the duo the privacy they need.
Priyanka was sobbing hard, holding on to Ranveer as if her life depended on it. He held her tightly in his arms, taking in her warmth and scent that he had missed so much. They pulled away, and Ranveer smiled at her, pushing a few strands of her raven locks at the back of her ear. Priyanka's tear spilled. She asked, "why didn't you call?" to which he only smiled. "Because I didn't want to worry you," he said. Her eyes fell on his injured hand and she cried out "how did this happen?" He smiled at her once again, his heart filling with warmth that he wasn't used to before meeting her. He replied, "this happens. It's a small injury; a little injury on my palm. I didn't break any of my limbs. I am ok, see?" He suggested He didn't let Priyanka say anything further as he put his finger on her lips, a smile drawing on his handsome face, nodding a no. Priyanka didn't pester, knowing the stubbornness of the man. If he didn't want to talk about something, then no power in this world could make him speak.
He wiped her tears and kissed her forehead. She closed her eyes, basking in his love and warmth. His hands were around her waist and he looked at her, his eyes filling with devotion. He then kissed her on her lips, making silent vows of love as he kissed her. She returned it, her tears falling as she pulled him closer. It was moments like this Ranveer wished time would stop. They delve into this moment, their moment. The duo eventually pulled away. He wiped her now dry tears and said, "baby doll, I told you I'll come back." She smiled at him and kept her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. Priyanka felt safe, her worries now gone. She felt as ease. She was truly home, just like the man holding her. He kept his chin on her head, and sighed. They pulled away and looked into each other's eyes. "I promise you, I'll always come back to you" he said.
"Dad?" they heard someone call out. Their son was up, rubbing his little eyes with his tiny hands, and the duo broke apart. Ranveer ran to his son, and bent down in front of him, "Good morning little guy! Got up so early?" he asked. The little guy now was awake. "Dad!" he exclaimed. Ranveer chuckled and took the little human being in his arms and twirled him around, before attacking him with kisses. "My little rock star looks all grown up! Taking care of mommy while dad was away!" he said and hugged the little guy. He picked Ayaan up. Priyanka chuckled, her eyes filling with happy tears. Ranveer extended his arm, indicating Priyanka to join. Ranveer hugged the two and planted a kiss on both their heads. Priyanka rubbed Ayaan's head and hugged her two favorite people's forms. She was happy that they were safe and happy. Her Ranveer finally came back to her and Ayaan. She said a silent prayer, thankful that her family was intact.
*Guys, I am sorry if this was too cheesy*
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