Chapter 4-The Stormy Night In The Tea Cup(A)
A/N-Hello guys sorry for the delay. This chapter is actually written half by me and other half is written by my bestie Yashu. She is going to publish this part on my behalf. Hope you will like this collab part written by two besties.
Dedicated to ImLilMissComplicated
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Today day was tiring and very hectic. The stress spread through his mind like ink on paper.He took in deep, ragged breath before placing my hands, enclosed together, onto the table.He slumped down on the bed.As he sat down he could hear the beat of the rain against the window and looking out could see, through the curtain of water, the branches of the trees in the mansion binding into intricate patterns and creating an beautiful mysterious sight.
"What a beautiful sight!"He sighed, It was of a softly deflating; it was as if a tension had lifted yet left him with a melancholy instead of relief. Leaning back to the bed rest, he closed his tired eyes and let his mind linger for a while. Bittersweet memories of the past started to dance before his eyes.
The tears flowed unchecked down his cheeks and dripped from his chin. He was too sad to cry out or wail, he just stood there as still as a statue while the magnitude of his loss swept over him. When asked years later to describe his sadness in the moment she heard of the tragic news of his family's death, his eyes would brim with tears once more, as if all those years had passed in a matter of seconds and he would say nothing. For once again he was lost in the torrid vortex of the moment. It was a moment that carried him forward until only death could release him from it's clutches. He was forever tormented by a past that could not be undone.
He came suddenly upon a man sitting in an attitude of profound distress beneath a projecting mass of rock. The hands of this man hung limply over his knees, his eyes were red and staring before him, and his face was wet with tears.
Shivanya who sensed something being wrong with Advaay ran into the room. Going to Advaay's side and she hugged him.
He sobbed into her chest unceasingly, hands clutching at her nightwear. She held him in silence, rocking him slowly as his tears soaked her chest. A tiny lapse let him pull away, blinking lashes heavy with tears, before he collapsed again, his howls of misery worsening. The pain must have come in waves, minutes of sobbing broken apart by short pauses for recovering breaths, before hurling him back into the outstretched arms of his grief.
Behind the masked smile he wears on his face, there is sadness and shock. He anxiously looks at her left and right, repeatedly as a single sound passes by, checking for signs of danger that will not come. She did not blame him for being unreasonably afraid. She can see how terrified he will be as the memory will come back and play on his mind over and over again like a broken record. It will only repeat like always.
"Anya, wa..was I a bad brother? Was I a ba..bad son? Wh..whyy di..did my fam..family was taken away from me?"Advaay asked her in between his sobbing.
"First Mom and Dad....Then Anu and Chutki went away from me."Advaay cried in her arms.
Cupping his face in her hands, she wiped his tears and touched her forehead with his.
"Advaay, I know you never talked me about your family. But do you wanna talk about it?" Shivanya asked him.
Advaay nodded.
"Good then. I'm preparing tea for us. Go and wash your face baby and get refreshed." saying this Shivanya kissed his cheek.
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Sorry for a short. I'll update a long one in next update. pinky promise.Hope you like it.
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