Meri Rooh♡

64. The Rooftop

RUHANI'S POV

I fall onto my knees as soon I reached my room. My heart thumping hard as our words from the argument still echoed in my mind. I shut my eyes, covering my ears with my palm shaking my head in an attempt stop my own words from haunting me. A series of painful whimpers left my quivering lips.

I knew if I let my pain out, it will cause a havoc and that's exactly what happened. I flinched as my eyes snapped open when someone barged into my room; looking up I saw Srishti standing at my door, panting like she came here running. A shiver ran through my spine seeing her worried expressions, please tell me she didn't hear us arguing.

A wave of immense guilt wash over me; I ruined her mood on a day which should have been perfect for her. A loud sob left my mouth as I spread my arms hoping for her to hug me; I really yearned for one but what she did next left me with wide eyes. She locked the door and walked further glaring at me while I gave her a confused look.

"What did you do Ruhani?"

I immediately lowered my gaze at her question, I said things I shouldn't have but my mind just wasn't thinking straight. My fist clenched onto my skirt tighter as I brought my knees closer to my chest wanting to hide myself from everyone. Srishti kneeled down in front of me with a sigh before asking another question.

"I saw him begging and pleading for you to hear him out. You know I was angry at him too after what he did to you but Ruhani, he cried like he lost his everything when you walked away. You should have atleast listened to him."

Fresh hot tears welled up in my already red eyes after hearing her words. I knew I crossed the line when I brought his father in between. He might not be like his father but what did I do?
Didn't I also acted like my father? I also acted like the same person, the person I swore to never behave like.

Covering my mouth with my palm, I tried to muffle up my sobs but Srishti removed my palm, bringing me closer by my arms. My back shook violently as I leaned forward resting my head against her shoulder. Sucking in a deep breath, I breathed out my next words in a shaky voice.

"I am sorry, I am...s..scared."

She removed my head from her shoulder, holding me straight by my arms as she gazed into my eyes worriedly before asking in a soft tone.

"What? What are you scared of?"

I shook my head and continued crying instead of answering her question. She shook my shoulders violently breaking me out of my trance. I hit my hand on the bed's wooden footboard slot in frustration causing a few bangels of mine to broke before I answered her question. My voice sounded louder than I wanted.

"Vo chaar (4) pyaar bhari baate karega or Mai usse maff kardungi, sab thik ho jayega par agar pehle ki tarah vo dubara chala gaya na to Mai mar jaungi Srishti. I will die!! "

I kept bawling my eyes out while she looked at me with worried sick eyes, with a look of pity that I hated. Standing up, I cleared my throat wiping my wet cheeks by the back of my hand. She also stood up and extended her arms in an attempt to hug me but I shook my head as no before speaking.

"I will cry more if you hug me and I don't have the strength left to shed any more tears. I am sorry Srishti. Please don't worry about me too much, you should enjoy your wedding. I am sorry for ruining everything-"

My constant blabbering stopped when she pulled me into a bone crashing huge, squeezing me in her arms as her palm rubbed my back comfortingly. I closed my eyes taking slow deep breaths to calm myself down. Her embrace felt familiar, a small smile formed on my lips feeling two moments of peace after going through all that.