Sameeksha's POV
"Hey, Bandana, listen! Me tumhari bestfriend ko kucch nuksaan nhi pohonchane wala...please bolo na isko meri baat sunle" Rohit said to Bandana
She was still trying to figure out where was Rohit actually standing.

"Rohit...dekho..." She said looking at the door. "Ghonchu yaha hai woh" I said pointing towards my right. Rohit chuckled. Bandana nodded nervously. "Rohit...dekho, I kind of trust you" She said. "Sammy...dekhle na baat karke ek baar" She said to me. I widened my mouth. "Tu iss bhoot ki side le rahi hai?" I asked shocked. She nodded. Rohit chuckled again.

"Me bahar wait karti hu...Rohit aap baat krlo isse" She said. "Accha ji? 'Aap'?" I asked surprised. "Marna nhi hai mene!" Bandana said before closing the door.

I turned towards Rohit. I took a deep breath. "Bolo" I said. He smiled. "5 minutes!" I said. His smile lessened.

"Sameeksha...itne time baad mujhe koi esa mila jo actually mujhe dekh sake. Me nhi chahta tha ke tum bhi mujhse darke door bhaag jao" He said. "Aur isi lie tumne mujhe btaya nhi? Idiot! Kabhi na kabhi pta chal jaata na mujhe!" I said. He bit his lower lip and nodded. Aww, that was cute! No! A spirit can never be cute!

"Rohit...mujhe nhi pta tum asal me kon ho, kaha se ho, mujhse kya chahte ho" I said, "bas mujhse door raho. Tumhare jhamele me nhi padna mujhe!" I said and stood up.

He suddenly stood up and pinned me to the wall. I tried to push him but he held my hands. "Rohit...you are..." I tried to say. "Shut up!" He yelled. I immediately shut my mouth. He was angry. He was genuinely angry.

"Kabse samjhane ki koshish kar raha hu, tum samajhna hi nhi chahti!" He shouted. "Meri bhi kucch majboori hogi? Nhi socha? Kucch problems hai meri bhi! Unhe sirf tum theek kar sakti ho! Tum hi ho jo mujhe uss shrap se mukt karvaa sakti ho!" He shouted, "Tum hi ho jiska itne waqt se intezaar kar raha tha me" He said, his voice was becoming normal, "tum hi ho woh jo jiwansaathi ban sakti ho meri" He said, calmed. I looked in his eyes.

He suddenly left my arm. "Ouch" I said looking at my wrists. "Lagi tumhe? Damn!! First aid box kaha hai?" He asked. I pointed towards a drawer. He ran and took the box. He made me sit and started treating me. There was care in his eyes and every movement he did. There was a honesty in his voice, a honesty that maybe I was ignoring before.

"Rohit..." I said, he hummed. "Sorry" I said. He looked at me. "I'm sorry" He said. I smiled. "Me tumhari baat sunungi...aur help bhi karungi" I said as a tear rolled. He smiled happily. "Thank you!!!" He said excitingly. I was surprised how his mood changed in minutes.

He concentrated on my wrists. "Par Rohit...tumne kaha na hamara future hai, ese kese future banega? Shaadi ki photos me khali me aaungi. Hamare bacche kese peda honge? Tumhe dekh takk nhi paenge woh..." I said sadly. He stopped and looked at me. He slapped his forehead. "Kya karu me tumhara? Pagal me normal ho sakta hu...agar tum help kro to" He said.

"Haan?" I asked. "Haan!" He exclaimed. "Tum normal insaan ban sakte ho?" I asked. He nodded. "Ek dam normal ladka...pehle jese" He said. "Pehle?" I asked. He nodded but didn't tell me what he meant by that. I didn't force him.