"Hey Mrs. Stevens", he whispered in a low voice, hearing a gasp on another side.

"Mohsin what reminds you of me Darling?" She laughed recognising him. "By the way, you won't ever move on from calling me Mrs. Stevens right? Come on son, I am your mom" she joked sadly.

"Mom" he chuckled internally. "She wasn't my mom when she left me alone at the age of 15. All by myself."

"Come on Son! Speak", she chirped. "Its good to hear your voice after so long."

"Mrs. Stevens. Please control yourself. " he said coldly "The last thing I would have done is call you but I am stuck ." He said, slurring  the last few words.

"What is the worrying you?" She asked concerned in motherly tone.

"Stop showing your fake concern. " he growled.

"And till when will you keep assuming that it is fake?" she spoke abruptly while trying to maintain her composure. "I told you I had a reason!", frantically yelling out the last words .

His face was becoming rigid as he was loosing his temper. It felt like someone was gnawing at his wounds again.

"How many times will you tell me the same thing? I know you in and out. You wanted to marry again, get pregnant again but I was just a useless piece of shit for you so you threw me away. Both of you. You and Mr. Khan!!! I was just a mistake for you both, right? Whom you just throw your money at!!! " he flung his words at her and she winced on the other side as if he were spitting venom at her.

"I've lost all hope of clearing your misunderstanding." She replied plainly, almost emotionless. " Just tell me the real reason you've called me for?" Her voice was on the verge of breaking and he could sense it, yet ignored.

"YES! ALL YOU KNOW IS TO CHANGE THE TOPIC" He said exasperated.

"Just tell me the real reason Mohsin? All well? Is your friend fine? " She tried getting to the point.

"I just wanted to inform you that I have a hole in my heart so you guys might finally be rid of me permanently. But for that, you need to be present with me. And I'll need money, considering that's the only thing you guys can give me, if not your presence" he mocked her coldly.

"What...!? She asked stammering.

" You are joking right? Is this some kind of prank?"

" No, Mrs Steven I am not lying. I need money , if atleast not your presence because I gave it all for Shivi's treatment. " He said plainly .

" What happened to Shivangi?" She asked being perplexed .

"You got nothing to do with it ." He replied rudely.

" Please mohsin;" she requested .

" My answer will remain the same." He said bluntly.

"Then If you want money , I am putting a condition on you." She reprimanded.

" Don't play your games again ." He said angrily and A lot disappointed again and clenched his fist in anger.

" Well that's the only way with you!" She shrugged " it's upto you." She said taking a pause.

" Blurt it out already." He thundered.

" You can do whatever you want ,but for your treatment I want you here in London, then only I will be paying." She said blankly .

Mohsin breathed hard in frustration , pulling his hair in a fist , he skittered off  his hand through his hair roughly.

" It's up to you , and I need instant decision. " She said coldly.

" What ?!!!" He shouted through phone and banged his fist on wall.

" I am waiting !" She demanded.

He closed his eyes , making up his mind. Tears made their way out of his eyes , all the moments with shivi flashed infront of his eyes , untill the moment she asked the promise to never leave her , he drowned in that moment. He has to go away from her for her , to be with her forever , considering the fact the London had best some heart surgeons in the world,the chances of his surviving were more , him curing fully were more. Her face came infront of his eyes, the pleading eyes and then the promise she asked him to make and then his heart knew the answer.

" Only after shivi's treatment !" He said calmly.

" That will work." His mother signed.

"Tell me what happened to shivi ?" She insisted again.

" Not your business." He said frustratedly and the disconnected the line and threw the phone in anger.

His mother crashed on floor  the very moment not able to bear the weight of her pain , with heavy sobs when the line disconnected. She cursed the person , the only person behind their every pain. To save him she had to give him up . For his own good. " Sometimes giving up on the person doesn't mean you didn't care for them , but the care itself makes you push them away. "

Yes she married again , yes she sent him away , she did everything , she made him hate her , she got termed as stone hearted mother but only she knew how her heart pierced every minute , only she knew it herself how painful it was but she could go to any extent to secure him , to make him a good person unlike his parents and now when everything is on its place , everything is stopping her from going back to him , the hatred he developed for her held her back everytime she took a step towards him and now this , she is on the verge of loosing him forever even before getting him back?!  "Why only him !? Why only us ?" she winched feeling her internal pain and mourned cursing lord .

Untill her sobs faded in the darkness surrounding her .

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Mohsin buried his face in his folded legs caging his head between the arms as tears trickled down his cheeks and sprinkled on his pants.

Every Fairytale has an inferior villain, an unwanted facet whose gestures exploits the anguish hero then make him look like a KNIGHT IN SHINING ARMOUR ,but does every chronicle has a happy ending ? If it does than what role was he playing here ?" his mind wondered.

"Was he the anguish hero soon to turn knight in shining armour or the villain destroying possible fairytale of a person he loves or possibly the damsel in distress himself waiting for the hero to save him?"

Everytime , life never leaves a chance to mock him , tell him he doesn't deserve happiness , love, family , companion or anything else . He was worthy of nothing and his fate proved it again. His mind drifted to the day his mom left him alone in a unfamiliar city , unfamiliar bungalow which he only remembered visiting once before he was forced to make it his permanent home .

Its a lie storms only hits ships in seas and oceans making them sink , destroying them because storms hits his life constantly making him sink in the ocean of his distorted fate maybe from the day his dad and mom separated ,from the day his mom introduced him to his step father and his father never cared about him ,maybe from the day he lost Aarush or maybe from the day he was born , maybe he himself was an unsettling thunder destroying his own self and others who ever loved him. He keeps trying to stand strong facing it everytime but how much a human can bear considering the fact he was just 22. He was breaking now with no more strength.He was stumbling on his own willpower when a hand slightly wrapped around his disheveled figure slowly caressing his back, holding him strong , savouring his strength in her, he lunged closer to the petite body burying his face now in her chest , sniffing with silent sobs , he got no power to even let it out now and she kept nuzzling her hand in his hair trying to calm him down .But only she knew what trauma it caused her to see him in his current state , he never breaks down , he was strongest person she knew , he was her strength.  He was her guiding lamp like she was his firefly , they both needed each others energy to multiply it against the cruelty of their fortune.

Because

"They were The roses that frail as April snow , break like pieces of mirror then stand up stronger yet again like a Barrier  between their misfortunes for their rapture. "
-(navyaa original)

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I am back 😭😂 . 
From next chapter we gonna take a roller coaster ride of Mohsin's initial life i guess including his mother and father . It will take 2 chapters
After that we will be starting with hospital part for Shivangi.

Sorry for being more than a month late and giving this short update too. I am jerk but ssly my writer block didn't let me write.
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- navyaa