****(A/N: In this chapter, wherever you find Aabro, it means I am talking about real Aabro not the fake Aabro aka Alia.)****

•||Ch25: Chaos of Life & Death||•

||Third Person POV||

Everything was happening very fast around and everything was at stake. Many lives, many happiness, many memories and beautiful and innocent souls. One wrong move and everything could be destroyed in the blink of an eye.

If everything went wrong with the plan then three lives would loss their lives forever. One Mishal, second her unborn baby and third Aabro, real Aabro, not a fake Aabro aka Alia.

And if something happened to Mishal then maybe one more life would lose his life, his soul and his heart forever.

And who is that person?

Zayaan.

Hum tanha mar jayenge,
Yaara teri yaad mein,
Dekho bheege hain kitna,
Ashqon ki barsaat mein.

(I'll die lonely,
In your memory, O beloved.
See, how much I am drenched,
In the rain of tears.)

"Oh my God! Mishal, please take deep breaths," Aabro told Mishal who was gasping for air and looked pale.

Mishal was crying in pain and put her hand on her bump while Aabro wiped her tears and sweat from her face. The pain was increasing second by second and it was becoming difficult for Mishal to breath.

It had been two hours since Wasir had locked Mishal with Aabro in the dark cell. At first Mishal was terrified of Aabro but when Aabro explained her everything, she understood that the girl who was living with Zayaan's family was not Aabro instead it was Alia.

Aabro quickly got up and stood in front of the door. She banged her fists on the door and shouted for help. Aabro turned around to look at Mishal who screamed in pain and sobbed loudly.

"Mishal!" Aabro screamed her name and quickly ran back to her.

Mishal pressed her lips together tightly to stop another scream and her body shook in pain. Aabro didn't want anything to happen with Mishal. She silently promised herself that she would take Mishal out of this hell.

The door opened with a loud thud and a man entered in the room. Aabro quickly stood up and hid behind the door and picked a rod from the ground.

Mishal was twisting in pain and was silently praying for the safety of her kid. The man who worked for Wasir walked to Mishal and before he looked around for Aabro, Aabro quickly hit him very hard on his head from behind. That man fell on the floor with a loud thud and lost his conscious.

Aabro dropped the rod on the ground and quickly pulled his pistol out of his pocket before helping Mishal to stand up.

"We will get out of here, Mishal. I promise you," Aabro promised her and quickly walked out of the cell.

Aabro held pistol in one hand and Mishal from other hand. Mishal held her sobs and screams while Aabro looked around as they made their way out of the basement. Aabro found a door but when they opened it carefully, they were entered in the empty washroom which had a big window in front of the door. Aabro quickly locked the door behind them and opened the window.

"Mishal, you have to jump out of this window. We are on the ground floor and you can do this," Aabro encouraged her, softly and held her shivering hands.

Mishal looked out of the window and saw Aabro was right. Mishal nodded her head slowly and Aabro helped her to jump from the window. When Mishal carefully and safely landed on the ground, Aabro quickly jumped from the window. Suddenly, there were sounds of firing of guns echoing in the air.

Both of them startled and looked at each other. They both pressed against the wall and Aabro held Mishal while praying for their lives. They both were behind the house while the sounds of firing was coming from the opposite side of house.

One the opposite side of the house, there was firing and chaos everywhere. One group was winning and other was losing because it was a surprise attack.

The winning group was belonged to Zayaan.

And the losing group was belonged to Wasir.

"Wasir, our men are dying and the number of our men are decreasing. They are defeating us, Wasir," Alia whispered to Wasir in fear and grabbed his arm with her shaking hands.

Wasir turned around and looked at her who was shaking in fear then he looked around at the lifeless men on the ground and knew she was right. Suddenly, an evil and sinister smirk stretched on his lips and he looked at his remaining men.

"Go, find both Mishal and Aabro and I want them here in front of me in five minutes," Wasir ordered one of his men then quickly turned back to his position and fire back at Zayaan's men.

There was only one emotion craved on the heart of Zayaan and that was to protect Mishal from Wasir and hide her from this world. His heart was carving to remove all the distance between them.

Yeh tadap keh rahi hai mit jaaye faasle,
Yeh tere mere darmeyaan hai jo saare.

(This suffering is saying, let the distance,
And other things standing between us vanish.)

"Boss, we have surrounded the whole building," Hashim informed him.

Suddenly, the firing stopped when two Wasir's men stepped in the middle of the ground with Aabro and Mishal. Zayaan's heart stopped on seeing Mishal. He felt the thirst inside him stirred on seeing the condition of Mishal and his hands were twitching to kill Wasir slowly and brutality.

Mishal was shaking in fear and pain and her lips were quivering and tears were rolling down her pale cheeks. Her hands were on her swollen stomach protectively which was hurting badly and her valernable eyes were focused on thunderous eyes of Zayaan.

"If you don't want me to shoot this beautiful wife of yours then throw your weapons on the ground," Wasir said and smirked in victory as he stepped out of his hideout along with Alia.

Zayaan's eyes snapped to Wasir and he narrowed his eyes at girl beside Wasir who had same face like Aabro. Zayaan looked from that girl to the girl beside Mishal and knew instantly who was real Aabro and who was Alia.

Zayaan didn't move or threw his pistol on the ground nor his men threw their pistols.

"Do you know that we can easily defeat you and save our bhabhi and Aabro," Hashim said glaring at Wasir with his pistol aiming at Wasir.

"If you think then let me show you something," Wasir told him and pointed his pistol where Mishal was standing.

Before anyone could comprehend what was going to happen, Wasir pulled the trigger. Everything happened so fast that no one had time to think and the shoot was started again.

"Mishal!!"

Aabro's scream echoed and blood splashed everywhere. With Aabro's scream, Mishal's scream also mixed when she hit the ground on her stomach and her forehead was also hit with the ground.

With the blur vision, Mishal watched the chaos of firing and her eyes searched for Zayaan. But before she found him, her eyes rolled back in pain and she lost her conscious.

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Assalam-o-Alaikum! Hey!

Eid Mubarak to those who are celebrating today and consider this chapter a little Eid treat.💕

But the real treat I will give you at the end of this book with something special.

Next chapter will be on Zayaan's POV.

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