MehBeer Collab OS: Lost And Conquered

Does your heart beat faster?

Can u feel my screams in your head?

Can u feel the touch of my love right through your soul?

Can you see my eyes longing for you flashing in front of your eyelids?

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Everyday he had wished her gone. He had wished that she just vanished from his life. Anything was better than watching her day in and day out and realising she wasnt his to claim anymore. Now his wish had come true. They had taken her. Taken her because he cared for her. Taken her because she was his. Abeer cursed himself as he rushed towards the address pinky had given.

His heart thumped so loud he felt it would come out of the cage that held it. He didn't understand how it still survived after being repeatedly trampled. But he knew if something happened to her, his heart wouldn't survive this one. He felt sick with even the thought of meher being surrounded by men eyeing her like a piece of meat. He felt like crap, that he let his hurt get to him because of which left the house for a while. He was the reason they had got to her. He cursed himself again mentally kicking himself.

He reached the location and looked around to peep in through the windows. His heart started beating even faster if that were possible. He wanted to find meher and get her out ASAP but at the same time he was scared of what he might find awaiting him. What if she was hurt? He couldn't risk meher, he needed a back up plan. What if they didnt leave her? Leaving his car keys in the ignition for her to find he stepped in.

This was it. He had no idea of his fate this moment onwards, but, the sinking feeling was not that he might not be survive rather that he might never see his meher again, or he might see her in a worse state than he could bare to see. The thought that he might never get a chance to tell her he never stopped loving her all these years, that he might never get a chance to tell her he needed her scared him like nothing ever had. He needed her to be alive. He needed her to be alive for him.

His heart stopped for a second as his eyes spotted her while he stepped into the house. He didnt even need to search. His eyes were so attuned to finding her it was like a habit. Seeing her tied up that way broke his heart in a million different ways. The kind of heart break he didnt even know existed. They had gagged her so that she couldnt scream for help. Even from the distance he could make out that they had tied her too tight, she winced as she tried to loosen herself from the ropes. They were making bruises on her hands and feet. She winced silently yet braved outwardly not to show her weakness and fear. Yet he could see how helpless she was and seeing her that way broke his heart even more.

Without a second thought his feet plunged towards her , to free her, to hug her, to keep her embraced in his arms forever. To protect her from everything and everyone that could hurt her, even if that meant protecting her from himself. Her eyes met his and in that second, in that eye lock he conveyed to her every feeling that was killing him on the inside, how sorry he was for all this, how much seeing her this way killed him, But pinky's men spotted him catching hold of him, breaking their eye lock and taking abeer away from meher towards pinky.

Abeer glanced back to look at meher once again and tried with his eyes to look as calm as possible. He had to tell her abt the car. He only lip synced the car number hoping meher would get it. He notice she was suddenly panicking even more but she shook her head in a yes acknowledging that she understood. She always understood. They never needed words to communicate. Abeer smiled a weak smile to her to calm her a bit, as he realised their connection was still intact.

"Please meher ko chod do. Mere saath kuch bhi kar lo, bas meher ko jaane do" He pleaded.

He just wanted her safe. He could take anything after that. Pinky bhai smirked and in that one smirk abeer knew he had no intention of letting meher go. He would take sadistic pleasure in hurting him, in front of her. He couldnt let that happen. Freeing himself from the hold of the goons abeer ran towards meher. He ungagged her, and loosened her ties a bit with one hand while he carassed her slightly with the other, His eyes filled with tears never left hers.

"Tum thik to ho..." he couldnt complete his sentence as the goons had caught up with him and were now dragging him to a chair beside meher and tying him up.

Meher watched as he was dragged on to the chair and tied with ropes restraining him. She tried even harder to loosen hers now, since he had almost opened the knots. Just then Pinky's brother stepped in with a steaming jug full of oil.

"Tumne is heroine ke liye mere upar coffee pheki thi na. Ab tumhari isi heroine ke saamne tumpe garam tel jab girega tab maza aayega" he said with an evil smirk.

Abeers eyes widened with horror. Of all his smart jibes and sarcasm nothing came out of his mouth in the face of the danger that stared at him. Meher had stopped breathing altogether. No she would take any pain but she couldn't let anything happen to him, she could take his hatred, his irritating antics, him staying at her house, anything but seeing him hurt, anything but seeing him in pain.

She finally wriggled herself free just as the goon reached abeer with the mug and was about to pour it on him. She shielded the whole of him with her complete body, and pushed the jug of oil away from him, it fell to the floor but not before causing a huge splash which landed on the back of her palm burning it.

Meher screamed in horror as the excruciating pain of burning shot through her body from her palm.

"Meher" abeer gasped numb at what she had done. He had come to save her. But he had just hurt her more. Just like he always did. Even when he tried to do something right he got it wrong.

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If you are interested i can tell you,

Things that can shatter you,

Things that can make you but,

Also things that will free you from me and my love

And then my love you can fly while i can slowly live yet die

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Abeer had almost worked himself out of the ropes as the oil jug came closer to him. He was about to jump out of the way when she suddenly jumped ahead of him shielding him from the pain taking it onto herself.

Her shriek had him panicking in fear and boiling in anger. As a reflex he held meher's other unhurt hand n got up and dragged her outside before anyone could even gather what was happening. She was still wincing in pain but it was nothing compared to the volcano erupting inside of him.

How dare she put herself in harms way. How dare she hurt herself for him'

He was almost yelling words at meher

"Samajh nahi aata tumhein"

"'Humesha apni zidd?"

"Haath jalaa diya woh bhi ex-pati ke liye" he almost frowned at that but this was no time for falling weak.

They had reached the door, Abeer threw her out on the porch uttering

"Andar matt aana, tumhein kasam hai meri" He shut the door on her face and bolted it.

Meher on the other hand was almost dizzy with her pain and couldn't muster up the courage to utter a single word. And she was left crying, writhing in pain on the steps with the door locked behind her. She wanted to run to him the moment he bolted the door, but his promise kept her rooted in her place. With all that pain she was in, she didn't imagine what happened next would make this pain feel like nothing but a pinch but it did.

She heard what she dreaded the most. His screams and every scream made her heart sink.

He wanted to step out and run away with her. To kiss her pain away, to bandage her, to make sure she was ok, but he couldn't. This had to end now. And he would end it, so that they never came after her again. He would protect her, he would do it right this time. He shut the door taking her entire form in one last time. Hoping she will make it home alright. Wishing he would see her again.

The moment he shut the door he was hit from the back on his shoulder. The force of the punch made him bend and bang his forehead on the door and scream in pain. Before he could recover from the blow, he was pulled back with strong arms on either sides and punched in the stomach. A mere moan escaped this time as he was gasping for breath.

Every scream of his broke her heart and pierced her soul. Her palm was beginning to redden as the burning intensified but she didn't care. She banged on the door with both her hands ignoring the jolts of pain that shot through her entire being.

Tears streamed from her eyes, she wasn't sure what they were for. The physical pain or the agony his screams were causing her.

She banged the door harder.

"Abeer"

"Abeer"

She called out to him. Just to hear his voice. What she wouldn't give to hear him smirk at her once calling her baby' with that ridiculously smug face of his. But he didn't come. The screams only grew louder coupled with more noises. They were torturing him.

His face got cut up as one of men punched him with his metal ring. Blood started oozing out and his whole body screamed pain at this new injury which was added to the already increasing list of injuries. But, he didn't stand against them, he didn't fight, he couldnt risk meher again. The fact that she was safe outside kept him sane and gave him strength. He had only recovered from the last hit of the rod on his calf when the next punch came onto his stomach. He had lost count how many beatings he had taken to the stomach. It surely would have reduced 1-2 kg of his weight he thought trying to distract himself from the pain. His mouth felt dry and he was losing his balance while he noticed blood oozing from his mouth. He had almost given up now, he was sure he wouldn't live to see his meher again. His thoughts however gave him strength once again only to succumb to the next round of kicks that came on.They continued this way for he didn't know how long, using him as their punching bag to practice on. In the midst of the 20^th punch to his stomach he lost consciousness. He could slightly feel them carrying him away from the house. Was it finally over? He wanted to smile but he knew it would hurt too much. He closed his eyes sighing the end of this torture and embracing unconsciousness which bought with it numbness from pain.

They threw him out almost life-less like he was some junk, something worthless, something non-living, though seeing his condition it was hard to say that he was actually breathing or living. She rushed to him semi ran, semi crawled to the place where they had thrown him. Taking his head into her lap she willed him to speak, to open his eyes, to do anything that would give her the strength to go from this second to the next, to get away from here, to take him away from here. He was her strength and she needed him right now.

"Abeer"

"Abeer"

"Abeer"

She almost whispered out his name fearing that speaking too loud might hurt him further. When he didn't respond she got frantic. Fresh tears replaced the dried ones just when she thought she had exhausted her stalk of tears.

"Baby please apni baby ke liye ankhei kholo apni" she begged him between sobs as her voice broke down and she pulled him closer to her heart embracing him with all her strength. She willed him to wake up, transfering all her power and love to him in that embrace, trying to take away all his pain as she held him to her.

"Meher." He spoke finally his voice hoarse, he couldn't open one of his eyes as it had taken a strong punch, he looked at her through his one good eye as she peeled him away from herself and lay him back in her lap.

"Ex-Pati ko suffocate karke maarne ka iraada hai kya baby? Itni zor se pakdogee to jo kaam Pinky bhai ke gunde nahi kar sake wo tum kar dogee aur itne pyaar se mat dekho aur bulao dar lagta hai."He smiled through his pain and tried not to wince even though speaking hurt as he tried to make her smile, speaking hurt, smiling hurt but he couldnt see her breaking that was the worst.

His eyes fell on her burnt hand which she was hiding away, while she was registering all his bruises, and trying to muster up the strength to carry him to the car so that she could drive him to a hospital.

"Why didn't you leave when you could?" he asked trying to mask his pain but his eyes gave him away.

"The same reason you came for me."

As she stared into his eyes and he stared into hers, there was infinite pain for the physical injuries they had taken, which their eyes spoke of no matter how hard they tried to hide it from each other. But the realisation that surprised them, was that even more than the physical pain was hurt seeing each other's condition. And with that realisation there was nothing left to be said or done as they stared into each other's eyes, eyes filled with unshed tears, cheeks stained with shed tears, as they tried to stay strong for each other, forgetting the pain, forgetting the place, forgetting the situation they were in, forgetting everything but each other and the truth they saw in each other's eyes .

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The screams echoed,

Their souls, Damaged belongings,

Was a mockery of fate

Finally conquered in bounds,

of timeless love and faith

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