※※※Riyansh's POV※※※

I would never bother her again if I could make sure she is fine. Gradually, the door opened and my hope to see her shattered in pieces, in front of my eyes. There was some other girl who opened the door. Her hair were quite long, and she had pretty brown highlights with bangs covering her forehead. She was wearing a black skirt and white chiffon top.

I had never seen her in college. It was the first time I was meeting her.

But she was not the person I was looking for.

“Umm... I am here to meet Arya.” I mumbled politely.

“Oh! Sorry, I am her house mate and she is not at home currently.” The girl replied courteously.

“Is she out somewhere? Do you know where?” I questioned her in urgency.

“Well, she had her bags in her hands. So, she is out of the town but I don’t know where, as she never tells anyone anything.” She stated vaguely shrugging her shoulders.

“What? When? Where? And how??? Anxiousness had taken over me. My eyeballs became the size of golf balls and she genuinely seemed astonished seeing my reaction.

“Well, I only saw her leaving in the morning but I don’t know about where she went.” she blinked her eyelashes at me.

I turned around. My eyes were stinging with piercing tears daring to come out of my eyes. My eye lashes burnt due to them. I just wiped them carelessly. And went to my home.

As I went to my home, I shut the door behind me with a loud bang and went to my bedroom, dropped on the bed and sat there, having my hands on my knees. I clenched fistful of my hair among my fingers roughly in tension, thinking what to do next? When suddenly, the thought of calling her hit me.

With tear threatening, blurry eyes I started dialling her number. I patiently waited her to pick up my call having my fingers crossed and chanting, “Please, Arya pick up the phone. Please just do it, Please lioness, it’s my request, just please.”

But none my request bore any fruit. It was as if I was making sand castle in the rain. After I gave her 25 missed calls. I was feeling defeated now. I covered my face with my hands and started sobbing turning my pain into a salty liquid.

My sobs were echoing all over my room and there was no one to hear them. I was just alone, a lonely person. I had spent so much time living alone but the loneliness never injured me like it was doing today.

I could feel my heart was banging against my chest with as much force it as it could. My mind was not working. It was fixed on the same place. I was praying to the God to make her safe even if she wasn't with me, just asking good to not get her even a single scratch. He could hurt me as much as he want. But my little lioness had already been through so much.

I did not want her to feel any more pain.

I was missing her and was suffering to hear her serious voice. Even if she would taunt me, or if she would complain me about everyone. I would listen to everything silently just wanted to hear voice so that I could breath again. Because this loneliness was choking me.

For the rest of the time I just kept lying on the bed like a died man, staring into a dark corner of my room being all silent. I didn’t even eat anything. I didn’t want to and didn’t know when morning came and my alarm started ringing sharply bringing me back from my trance.

I didn’t want to move a bit. I didn't find any strength to do it. I was mentally exhausted.

But somewhere I hoped that if I went to college then I might meet her.

I started getting ready and as I was tying my tie. I looked at my face in mirror. It was looking similar to her face. I had no emotions whatsoever and today I came to know how she must have felt all the years. And the answer is, lifeless, dead, desire less. When even breathing seems like a big burden.

I went to the college and again, the first place I went to was practice room. She wasn’t there. But I told my heart she must be late. I would see her in the last period for sure. Even today, my eyes were stuck to the watch. But time being heartless was laughing at my assaulted heart and was moving as slowly as it can.

A little by little I tolerated all the hurt given by time just in the hope of seeing her. Once again with a beating heart, I entered in the class and my troubled eyes started searching her face amongst all.

But, what did I get? More pain. I always had a smile but today my face was having grave emotions. I once again wished to ran away, far away from this class because this class was making me miss her even more and it was opening a pandora box crammed with her sweet memories, in which she sneaked secret glances at me sometimes, in which she used to look for something outside of the window to fill her heart with it, in which she used to have a war of words with me  just to prove herself right and in which she tried to hide her innocence in disguise of no emotions.

I turned towards the big white board and hiding away from everyone wiped my tears. I started writing the lines of a poem on the white board while my tears were gradually drenching my shirt.

After writing the poem, I brushed of my tears in such a way, so that no one could notice. I turned around facing the class. I started explaining the poem. But as I read the first line I choked on my voice. A sob was desperate to escape from me. I had to excuse myself from the class in that exact moment with a very heavy voice and went to the male washroom concealing myself from everyone.

There, I cried out my heart and let all my pain came out of me, covering my mouth. So no one could hear me. My muffled screams were flooding out of me with a shiver. After doing that for five minutes I washed my face and mopped it with tissue. And went back to the class.

This day end with me and my ache as well. I went to home and like yesterday just lied on the bed. But I kept checking my phone at the intervals of time to see if she had seen my message or called or replied.

Every time I checked, I gave myself a new wound. Because it was always unseen without any reply from her and her phone was always busy. I went back to her place again but she wasn’t there.

This made me uneasy though, I was already very uneasy I started finding her in the city. Because for me her safety mattered the most.

Though I knew she wasn’t in the city but my hopes, these hopes of seeing her were forcing me to cross all the lengths. Human emotions are so complex that sometimes even a false hope could become the only reason for survival.

To be continued...

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