AR - One Shot - Pieces Of Time

"Pieces Of Time"

"I don't want to die, Riddhima" his teary voice reached my ears. I stare at the numerous machines attached to him. I hate them, the machines, they were hurting him, they made him sick, and they made me believe that he was sick. I look in his eyes for a fraction of second, his eyes were searching for hope, they wanted an answer, they searched for support, but unfortunately, they couldn't find any.

I bow my head down, not able to control my tears. I'll miss him. Yes I will, how much I deny it, but yes, I will miss him, I'll miss his hands. There used to be a pair of hands at the hospital, writing prescriptions ? dark, broad with strong yet smooth knuckles; those hands came home with me stuck like splinters in my skin.

His eyes had been so lovable. Blue and shiny, like the vast ocean of love. They looked at you with fierce love, you saw yourself shine in them. Even through the tears.

He'd spent the last year thinning. His chin thinning, his cheeks hollowing, his smile wrinkling, his laugh coughing, his cough raking, growing lines in his face deepening, they used to move, he used to move.

"I don't want to die" his voice was ringing in my ears, haunting me. I wish I could make it happen, I really do. There are so many things in life that you wish to do. I check my list and notice that my wishes are somehow attached to him.

"Come closer, Jaan" he whispered, his voice sounded serious.

I had no idea about what was he going to do.

"Aur Paas" I followed his instructions.

"Aur?" We were an inch away from each other, I was leaning on him. I was about to say something when something soft, trembling touched my lips. I don't know why, but I hear a voice, velvety, impassioned, singing Italian words of love. The unheated room is cold, my skin beneath his lips hot. I close my eyes, lock my fingers in his hair, feel his warm lips create magic around mine. He holds my fingers really tight... as to never let go... I feel the hammering of his heart, the muffled moans he let out, the catch in his breathing, the machines were going hysterical, but even the machines couldn't bring us out of our little dream place.

Nothing else matters, could ever matter, when I'm with him. We afloat entwined, in neither space nor time. I finally open my eyes, he looked at me, his eyes on the verge to close, his breathing getting harder.

"I-I L-Love You, T-Take C-Care" he uttered in between his long breaths. I feel his eyelids closing, his fingers loosing grip.., his lips shifting back?. No! No! No! This isn't real, he can't go away like this, he has to live, for me, for us? I shake his head, asking him to come back? Feel some doctors pulling me back, and covering him.

"Armaan?." I scream, I wish he could hear me?. I just wish he listens and comes back.

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"Armaan?" I continue to call him.

"Shh baby, I'm here, with you." I feel someone's hands on my face. That 'someone' pulled me closer to itself.

I open my eyes with a jerk, heavily breathing. I look around wiping the sweat from my face. Find him looking at me.

"You dreamt it again?" he questioned? to which I nodded..

"Riddhima.." he gasped "its been three years since that incident occurred" he was trying to make me comfortable, he was right. Everything's over now, He's with me. We are together.

"I don't want to lose you Armaan"

"I know?. But thinking about that matter all over again won't change it, right? And look at the positive side, as soon as I gained consciousness, we got engaged." He winked "And look where are we now." He said, moving a soft hand on my big, big belly...

"Our Angel's going to come soon." He smiled. I looked in his eyes; one could see so much in them? hope, love, care. He kissed the corners of my eyes. He knew, I liked to be kissed here.

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Hello Guys,

God! I can't believe it took me a whole month to write this!!

He he he

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Ehsaas

hey!!!

really a nice one dear