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Chapter 6

Baji P.O.V

There was an awkward silence after her revolution and it seemed as if time had stopped. I stood their gawking at her and she in turn was crying uncontrollably. I motioned the worker at the store to bring her ever and anything that she wanted.

Leaving Roop to her ice cream I made my way to the jeep. I sat on the driver's seat but kept the door open so that I could keep my eyes on her. She was happily chomping down on the orange Popsicle. It was hard to imagine that she was the same girl who had been shedding tears not a moment before.

Her words were still tickling my brain. What did she mean she was loosing someone to Madhu? Who could it be? It couldn't be Bhau since according to her she had already lost him. Who else was with Madhu? It couldn't be Nakku for I am sure Roop didn't care about Nakku. There was no one else who spent time with Madhu except maybe me but she couldn't have meant me. I was only Bhau's servant to her. I wish I wasn't but the truth is that's all I am to her.

My thoughts had taken all of my attention and I had failed to notice the five guys who had made their way to Roop. Her musical laughter brought me back to reality, 'wait did I say musical? No I mean normal, yea that's it normal laughter,' my eyes turned towards roop who was busy offeing one of the guys a chocolate cone. Panic struck me and I grabbed the gun in the dashboard. Making my way towards them I heard Roop say, "Baji kuch bhi nahi samjhta, har waqt ek lost puppy ke tarha Madhu ke pechain ghum ta rehta hain, bilkol budhu hai wo."

The one she had earlier given the ice cream to, smiled reveling disgustingly yellow teeth, "Baji ko choro, or hamre saat chalo bhoot maza aye ga, kasam se."

""oye! Kia ho raha hain?" I hid my gun beneath my vest, "salon yahan se niklon, chalo phuto"

"Baji," Roop looked annoyed, "yeh mere naye dost hain,"

"To yeh hain, Baji?" the same ugly looking guy started walking towards me as I stood protectively before Roop, "tum ne is mai kiya dekha? Hum mai dekho, hum is se bhot zada bhetar hain."

"Is ke dimples," Roop giggled, "tum isse achain kesain ho saktai ho? Tumhare pas to dimple hai he nahi."

"Haan hai na," he was inches away now.

"Kahan pai?" she touched my cheeks, "iske to yahan pai….." there was a pause, "tumhare dimples to gayab hogai."

I was frozen, for some reason her touch did not anger nor annoy me. I turned towards her and she had a confused look on her face, "Baji tumhare dimples kahan gay? Cholo hum dono milke dhond tai hain."

Tum isko choro or humare saat milke humre dimples dhoond wa do." The guy was about to grab Roops hand.

My blood boiled and I took a hold of his hand, "Mai akhri bar warn kar raha hoon, yahan se dafa ho ja warna tangey nahi honge wapis jane ke liye."

"Ohh…….. Mudge bhot dar lag raha hai," he began mocking me, "bahcaon! Bhachaon!"

He tried punching me but I blocked his attack and gave him a kick, he fell to there floor and his friends came to help their buddy, but all failed miserably. I couldn't think straight, all I knew was that I wanted to smash their skulls together.

"Bajirao!" I could hear the fright in Roop's voice and when I turned around saw tears travelling down her face. She was shivering, scared. Anger just increased within me and I just wanted to kill the guy I was punching. It was all because of them, the tears that Roop was crying and I planned on making them pay.

Though when she shook her head in a no, begging me to let the guy live it surprised me, did she really want me to not hurt these guys? Knowing full well that if I didn't they would kill me. I stood their gazing at her until she ran away. I was shocked and didn't notice the guy punch me in the stomach.

*NORMAL P.O.V*

The night was still, the breeze light and the sound of her crying echoed through the clearing. The young girl sat beneath a tree. She had run from the fight into the thick forest but her pitiful state had caused her to stop at a clearing and take shelter beneath a tree. Her breathing was heavy and mixed with hiccups.

She sat there for a while loosing the sense of time with each passing moment. Her tears had stopped by now but her face was tight and sticky thanks to the water trail that had leaked from her eyes. Unknown to her the sky had started to cry for her sending the small droplets down. She was so busy with her thoughts that she failed to notice him. Only when he was inches behind her, his uneven breathing disturbing the natural noise of the jungle did she sigh, acknowledging his presence.

She didn't move though, didn't turn to look at him, her blank face stayed expressionless not gaining any emotion, neither happiness nor sadness.

He knelt down to catch his breath and time began to pass several minutes later, he opened his lips to let the words flow but her voice beat him to it, "you are just like him."

He painted confusion on his face but said nothing so she continued, "a heartless murderer."

Shock replaced his confusion, "Ruling everyone's lives, punishing everyone for the crimes of others."

A tear fell from her face causing the sky to get emotional and the rain pelted down more furiously. "every time I look at him, I am disgusted," her eyes widened as memories flooded her mind, "all I can ever see is blood, in his hands on his face, on his clothes, just all around him. Every time he touches anything it feels as if he has unpured it, every hug he gives me makes me feel sinful, as if his sins are being transferred to me."

By this time he had guessed she was talking about Bhau, but the strong hope that he was wrong and she meant someone else burned strongly within him. It couldn't register within him, how a sister could have so much hatred towards her own brother. Especially when the brother only lived to see his sister smile.

"who are you talking about?' he questioned hesitantly hoping her answer wasn't the one he guessed.

She became quite and the only music available was the cry of the sky.

"Dutta Bhau," he closed his eyes in defeat and ran his hand through his hair clutching them in the process, trying hard to forget her last words.

Anger erupted within him and his voice came out harsh as he argued to defend Bhau. "How can you say that? He loves you so much, everything he does is for you, and every moment he lives is for you, this isn't fair!"

"It's not fair?!" she got up and finally looked up at him; she continued her voice matching the loudness of his, "then what is? The fact that since day one, my own mother, has ignored me for the son of the man who killed my father? Tell me," she went closer to him, "or maybe that he became heartless, killed people for a girl who never loved him?"

She grabbed his collar as her tears mixed with the rain, I was eleven the first time I saw his clothes drenched in blood, the day I saw that filthy gun," she shook him, "tell me Baji which eleven year old likes to hear her brother being called a murderer? Which girl likes to spend her whole life without any friends, my whole life no one ever wanted to be friend me through school and then collage. Do you why? Because no one wants to hang with the sister of a Don.

Her hands shook him harder until she couldn't take it anymore and then hugged him tightly, "how is it fair to me?" she mumbled as he put his hands around her still shocked, "Tell me Baji, how is it fair to me? What have I done to deserve this?"

*PRECAP*

His mind was in a tornado, he wasn't sure what to think or do.

Sry guyz no Personal Responses a bit busy but I promise I will do that soon J I just wanted to update really quick, since I haven't updated in a while.