"I Need You, Baby.."
"I'm sorry Mr Mallik, but she's no more. We tried our best", said the doctor, disappointedly, placing his hand on Armaan's shoulder and then walking away.
As Armaan tried to digest in what he had just heard, he felt his heart sink. He felt his heart beating at a slower pace than usual. Trying to gain some consciousness of his surroundings and as his legs no longer supported him to keep on his feet, he slowly sat on the bench staring into the space.
Every time he felt as if he's life was getting back on track, something or the other always went wrong. Today, the one who had supported him all throughout his life was no longer with him. The one who had given him a shoulder to cry on when his parent's got divorced. The one who had supported him through his thick and thin. The one who had always sung lullabies when he couldn't sleep..the one who never let him feel his mother's absence. One of the most dearest people in his life...His Bi.
Armaan was pulled out his thoughts as he felt someone place their hand on his shoulder. It was Ridhima. As soon as Armaan witnessed her, he hugged her tightly and hid his face in her stomach, as a few fat tears escaped his eyes. Armaan was still seated on the bench, whereas Ridhima stood in front of him, letting him take out all his emotions. She felt something tug at her heart as Armaan cried uncontrollably. She knew there was nothing that could be done to bring Bi back, but the least she could do was support him in this situation. Ridhima placed her hands gently on Armaan's hair and caressed them slowly, trying to soothe him down a little.
"Armaan..", Ridhima spoke, hesitantly.
"I miss her", he mumbled in her embrace, silently.
"Me too..", she didn't know what to say to him as he continued crying hysterically.
They stayed there in the same position for what seemed like eternity, and finally, Ridhima gathered the courage to speak to him once again.
"Armaan, I think we should go home. You've been here all day. Let's go.."
Armaan sat there emotionless, and Ridhima tenderly got him up. Throughout the whole day, he'd been so quiet. She could sense his worry for Bi. The minute he heard about Bi's accident, he had left all his work and rushed to the hospital she was admitted in. She was hit by a car which was being driven by a drunk man. Armaan was angry at him; his eyes were filled with fury towards the man. However, he had to control himself as the police had arrested the man.
Armaan had so many emotional breakdowns, but she had to be strong to keep HIM strong. She knew, if she broke down too, then there would be no one to handle them both. Hence, she was strong throughout the whole scene. After all, she is the only one who he has for support after Bi...
The couple walked outside the hospital after the ill-fated day and headed towards their house.
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As they reached home, Armaan wiped the remaining tears on his cheek and silently walked to the bedroom uttering no words, but only sniffs. The first thing he did was lay on the bed and stared into space, rewinding the whole day's happenings and reminiscing his days with Bi.
Ridhima had followed Armaan in their room quietly and watch him rest on the bed. She fought her tears still in denial with herself that Bi is no more. Her heart went out to Armaan as she knew how much Bi meant to him. He was obviously going to go through an emotional breakdown after her death. She saw him staring into space for a really long time, when she couldn't resist the urge; she went to the bed and lay next to him.
Armaan turned around so that he was facing her in bed now, and stared at her. His eyes were red due to so much crying and his nose was a little runny. Ridhima placed her hand on his face, caressing his cheek, whilst Armaan tried to hold back his tears but in vain.
Within a second, he pulled her in his embrace and held her in his arms tightly, not wanting to let go. Ridhima reciprocated the hug. Armaan nuzzled deep into Ridhima's hair trying to make himself feel closer to her. He tried to forget everything that had happened throughout the day and find solace in her arms. Ridhima became aware that he needed her at this point as his pillar of support. She continued caressing his hair to calm him down.
Slowly, Armaan started to place damp kisses on her shoulder and made his way to her neck. Ridhima shut her eyes tightly as she felt his touch, making her shiver under his hold. She slowly pulled the blanket over the two of them. Armaan poked his head out of her neck and quietly mumbled through his tears "I love you". Ridhima was touched by his gesture and spoke "I love you too". She then gently placed her lips on his, waiting for him to reciprocate. Within a moment, Armaan responded to the kiss with full zest and passion. Their kiss wasn't vulgar in any way; in fact it was the evidence of the emotional attachment that they shared. Ridhima felt her mouth being taken over by his, as he explored her mouth in search of, perhaps, some solace. Finally, Armaan pulled out of the kiss, surprising Ridhima. He tucked a few strands of her hair behind her ear, sobbed silently, and then whispered "I need you, baby..". Ridhima felt a sensational feeling inside her and nodded at him to go on. Armaan meekly smiled through his tears and slowly placed his hand on the back of her dress, intending to open the zip. He gently opened it, capturing her lips once again whilst helping her get out her dress as she let out a moan. She felt him get hold of her body and making her shiver as he took her in the attire. Armaan continued kissing her lips and then finally let go as he felt her panting for breath. After getting out of the kiss, she started to unbutton his shirt as a small smile played on his lips. He looked at her in awe, and got on top of her, kissing her in the places no one except him ever would. It went from gentle to fierce as Ridhima felt his actions rough against her body...as if he was getting his frustration out..as if he wanted to rewind everything that had happened..
Ridhima let him take hold of her body and explore her for the zillionth time. She wanted him to forget all his sorrows and sadness. She wanted him to forget everything that had happened. She wanted to show him that she was going support him through all his thick and thins.
Finally, all barriers were closed between them. There was no place left between the two as Armaan made love to her. It was the first time he needed her physically..only because he was mentally disturbed..
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