Breathe For Me
Blood. There was blood everywhere.
Just a minute ago, Khushi had been reunited with him. Khushi had somehow found out where the kidnappers were holding him and she had brought the police with her. She had walked in looking like an angel in her white salwar and her golden pompoms. But then again she was an angel, wasn't she. Atleast she had been an angel for him.
As the police and the kidnappers started firing shots, she had run to him not even worrying about the bullets flying around. "Khushi stop right there," he had tried to warn her but she had not listened. She kept running towards him and then she knelt down in front of him and loosened his knots freeing him. Arnav had grabbed a hold of her hand and guided her towards a corner so they could stay out of harm's way. But just then he heard another gun fire and then a gasp...Khushi's gasp. He had turned around to see his world shatter. Khushi had been shot in the abdomen. She had slowly slid to the floor looking lifeless. "Khushi," he heard himself scream as he got down on his knees and put her head in his lap. No this could not happen, not when they had just found each other. "No, not now Khushi, not like this," he screamed. She half smiled and said "arnav ji...mujhe...farak padta hai," she said sounding breathless. "No Khushi don't talk. Get the stretcher someone," arnav screamed at one of the cops. But they did not listen because they were busy firing at the kidnappers.
"I love you," Khushi said as if those were her last words and then her eyes lids closed slowly. She looked so lifeless that it scared the living daylights out of Arnav. He picked her up in his arms and carried her to the ambulance that was waiting outside, all the while praying to a god he did not believe in to save her. "Oh my god, put her on the stretcher," the paramedic said. Arnav laid her on the stretcher and sat in the ambulance holding her hand. The loud siren roared in Arnav's ears as tears flowed down his cheeks. He heard the paramedic say "her circulatory system has gone in a shock. We have to defibrillate her heart right now." Arnav did not understand whatever the paramedic had just said but he understood the look on the paramedic's face and that scared arnav to no end. Shock reverberated through arnav. No, she could not die. She could not leave him. Not now. Not like this. He owed her a whole lifetime of happiness. He owed her his life. "Keep breathing Khushi, breathe for me...," arnav said in her ears as the paramedic told him to step away.
"Charge," the paramedic said. Save her god, save her...Arnav kept saying as if it was a mantra.
"Charge," the paramedic repeated once again. "Okay, we have a normal rhythm," relief crossed through Arnav. "Is she okay now," he asked the paramedic. "We hooked her up on an IV, and her heart rate is strengthening slowly. So she is out of immediate danger, but they will need to operate as soon as she gets to the hospital," and arnav thanked the god he had become newly acquainted with.
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Thanks Payal for the idea. 😃
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