31. The Wreckage

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This chapter is dedicated to BIJOYETA.
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Ambar POV

I drive towards the head quarters away from the precinct, after the interrogation of the man they just nabbed. He was traced and caught on the word of the drug dealer they found last night when I was in bed with Samayra.

I try to keep the thoughts of her being under the same roof as her ex away. i need to focus on my work, but her tear stained face from this afternoon, when she opened the door to me and Sabina was still fresh in my mind.

A jeep honks, overtaking my car going awfully slow on a highway as I try to live in the present. The Car's Bluetooth was connected to my phone as I speed through the lanes wanting to get home quickly after this last stop at my office.

The call rings for the fourth time, until it's finally picked up.

"Broo.." Avinash groans on the other side.

Hold on...

"Are you fucking right now?" I ask disgusted at the background noises of slamming hips and a moaning woman.

"Umm.. Yeah. You wouldn't stop calling. So, I picked up." He says as I could still hear him humping.

"Just.. call me back in a minute." I say ready to press the red hang up button attached to the steering wheel.

"I won't be done in a minute." He says before I could disconnect, being the savage he was.

"Call me, when you are done. ASAP." I say and hang up.

I park my dad's car and walk out.

"Good evening Sir.." Dubey says with a salute and I smile.

"Good evening.. Finally off the night shift at the precinct?" I ask and he nods.

"Yes sir. Some new posting came in and willingly took the night shift.." he says and I smirk.

Obviously, Officer Parekh would take the night shift so he doesn't have to face me. Little does he know that time has never bothered my schedule. I should visit the precinct at night one of these days just for fun.

But it wasn't his fault. He did what I would have done at his place. Let's not bother the guy anymore, since I was overspeeding without a seat belt. Let's leave it to that.

I walk in to my cabin and start with the paperwork and formalities for the interrogation after securing the evidences we found on sight.

My phone rings and I immediately put it to my ear.

"Yes, Boss.." Avinash says as I hear the zipping up of trousers.

"Weren't you on a family trip?" I ask.

"Yeah, and I see a woman in need so, I decide to help her." He says casually.

God, was I like that too? Hope not.

"Your family left you alone?" I ask suspiciously.

"No, I told them I have some paper work to mail from the cyber café and plus the trip is useless now. It was to find a match for my cousin and she just came out to the family." He says.

"Came out?" I ask confused.

"She told everyone, she's into girls and they wanted me to talk some sense into her." He says.

"What did you say?" I ask saving my work on the computer.

"I told her that I can lend her some savings, she can fly abroad for her post-graduation and doesn't have to look back."

"That's not what talking sense means.." I say amused and kind of proud at my best friend.

"Bruh.. she likes girls. I can't argue with that. I mean what's not to like about girls. They are..." He starts to say and before he could get to objectification of female body, I intervene.

"No, Stop it. I called you for work." I say in my professional stern voice.

"Oh, the way you said ASAP, I thought you had trouble getting it up." He says and I wanted to smash my head in the wall or just throw the keyboard down the desk.

"How do you.. Ofcourse It's Chetan.. Isn't it?" I ask, furious at my younger brother for spreading baseless rumors about my manhood.

"Bhabhi said something about your issues at the breakfast table." He says not even trying to act innocent.

"Look Avi, I am perfectly fine. I called you to ask when you can be back. I have a major lead, and I am one search warrant away from a raid."

"Of?" He says shutting some door.

"Sunil's farm house." I say barely a whisper looking at my very nicely closed door to make sure, no one hears.

"Sunil? Hold on.. as in the minister's nephew.. No way, You'll get fired. And who's giving you the search warrant for that?" he asks half interested and half scared.

This is Avinash we are talking about. He lives for the thrill of the job but he still doesn't want to be fired.

"I've heard in the department that my father-in-law was very close with the Inspector General. He can help me. No one else in the department needs to know. So, no one can save him this time." I say in a low voice.

"I'll try to get back soon. But are you sure your source is valid?" he says.

"100%, Just tell me a day before coming back, I'll arrange things." I say and says his goodbye, I hang up shutting down my PC to head back home.

I know asking a favor from Jeet is wrong, but it's my best bet right now. Things are getting worse by the day. More dead bodies with overdose are being reported, at each passing day.

I need to get this over with. They made a mistake and it can become my win.

Samayra's friend's car was the same color, model and the same last 4 digits of reg. number as the car of a drug dealer, where the drugs were supposed to be planted. I had put the workshop under investigation.

After some copious amount of surveillance, they found a package that looked like online delivery that they received everyday and decided to nab it along with the owner, and after that the policemen on this case, called me yesterday night when I was in bed with Samayra.

The owner spilled quickly and the man who supplied the drugs was brought in as well and now he was a tight link to break, but his call records include Sunil and that bastard has always been accused of illegal things but evidence has never been found.

So, It took everything in me to break this dealer without touching him, but I'm good at this stuff. The best in the department, that's why I got promoted so early. He told me his pick up and delivery points and I connected some links.

I am sure that the farm house is the central hub here. I can't put it under monitoring since that will alert them. There are people in the department helping them. So, I need to be cautious. But I need Avinash to have my back and also be discreet. He's a sharp shooter and has more muscle than me, though I'm still a sharp mind and better fighter.

I drive home to my in-laws as I get the notification that my own car is finally done with and I can pick it up tomorrow.

Finally, after a month I'll get to drive my love.

I was happy walking inside to meet my MIL and FIL. We talked a little and I then ate with them as the maid, Gina served us dinner. I asked about Samayra, and Naina told me that the girls had gone to bed since they'll have to wake up early for Karwachauth tomorrow.

I finish eating and go up the stairs. I was lost in my thoughts figuring things out, in my brain as I hear sobbing, from Samayra's room. I slow down to avoid making noise and open the door.

In that moment, the world felt as if it came to a halt. I couldn't fathom the reason she was sitting in her own home, in her bed and crying. I tried to rake my brain for something stupid, that I must have done or said but find nothing.

"Ayra.. Oh my God.." I say and take two long steps to be by her side in the very next instant and take her in my arms. She closes the laptop shut in a hurry that I hadn't noticed earlier as I bury her face in my chest, enveloping her with warmth.

I just hold her for a while as she cries, sobbing and sniffling. I asked her the reason trying to talk her out of this but she just shook her head. I decide to hold her for a while, letting her get this out of her system.

"You stink of prison and sweat.." she says, rubbing her nose in my chest with a tear-stained face after sometime.

"I'll shower later but first go wash your face." I say wiping her cheeks, with a smile intended to cheer her up and she nods getting up, going inside the bathroom. The door shuts and I pick up the laptop opening it. All I wanted to know was, what was troubling her so much that she wasn't willing to share with me.

She's told me almost everything about her life. What's left to hide? I clicked the touchpad as the sleeping laptop came to life and displayed the already opened screen from earlier.

I saw the picture and the floor seemed to shift underneath my feet.

What hurt me was that she needed to go down the memory lane even when she's married to me. My presence in her life meant nothing to her.

And she had to find comfort in pictures with him.

As much as I wanted to respect her privacy and shut the laptop. I couldn't. I clicked on the next icon as the photograph changed.

It looked like one of her dance performances in College she was talking about earlier.

Everything was blurry for me by this moment, except her face.

I looked at her face and she looked happy.

Like genuinely happy.

Not how she behaves infront of my parents or her own. That seems downright fake in front of this infectious smile.

Or even how she looks like having fun with Chetan or me.

But here, it was like she was a very different Samayra.

I haven't seen that much happiness in her eyes till date.

"Ambar.. What are you doing?" she quickly walks to me, closing the laptop shut and snatching it away. I didn't even realize when she walked out of the washroom.

"What do we do now?" I ask looking up at her and she just stares at me confused. I pat the seat on the bed next to me and look up. She huffs and sits down.

"He's back in your life. You can still go to him, if you want to." I say as I remember her teary face from this afternoon when Sabina wanted me to break the door.

"Are you an idiot? I'm married to you." She says, her nose scrunched up in disgust, and her forehead covered in lines of anger and confusion with her eyes narrowed at me and she stands up putting some distance between us.

"We've had unprotected sex within the last 72 hours only, you can take a morning after pill. We can tell your parents that we aren't happy with one another and you can start fresh with him." I say with my stomach tied in knots. I didn't want her to agree. But I wasn't keeping her caged either.

"Noo.. STOP.. for the love of God.. Stop talking. Stop assuming things on your own." She shouts.

"Samayra, you're clearly not happy with me." I say raising my voice in response and get off the bed.

"Ambar, I married you willingly. I took those vows and I plan to abide by them. If you are so keen to get rid of me, that's on you. Don't blame me." She says as some tears fall down her cheeks.

"No.. Why would I want to get rid of you?" I shout this time.

"You tell me.." she shouts back in tears.

Her tears. Those send shivers down my spine and make me cringe. They make me feel so guilty and prick my skin like hot needles. I don't want her in tears. I want her to stop crying.

I want her to laugh. I want her to be happy like in those photos.

With or Without me.

Why would I want to get rid of her? Why would she even think of it like that?

"Are you talking about... your health issues?" I say, my voice barely a whisper.

"See.. How quickly you responded.. It's obviously in your mind..Is that the reason?" she says, sobbing.

All I wanted to do was just hug her tight, kiss those tears off her cheeks and eyes, then holding her until she's peacefully asleep.

"Samayra.. Look.. I'm sorry.. It wasn't in my mind. You brought it up and it just.." I say and take a step towards her. She takes a step away from me.

"I need sometime alone.." she says wiping her tears and walks away to the door and opens it.

Sabina stood there as if ready to knock.

"Can you guys keep it down? Mom-dad are just downstairs." Sabina says and Samayra just walks away going out, brushing her shoulders with Sabina.

Well she didn't ask why we were fighting. This girl is the definition of wierd.

"We're sorry. Is Danish asleep?" I ask trying to sound normal.

"He won't wake up so late, even if you blow trumpets in here." She says and I just nod sitting on the bed, as if my legs weren't stable to bear my weight, my body restless.

"Look.. I know it's not my place. But try and be patient with her." She says.

"She's not making it easy." I say and point at the wide open door where she just walked out..

"What did she say?" she asks and I just shrug.

"Look.. It took her almost 3 years to deal with the way he left. It'll be 4 years next month. She agreed to move on from him like.. 8 months ago. That's when mom-dad started looking for a match. But she's still not the same.. Give her some time." She says and I look up intervening.

"Ofcourse she's not the same. She's not happy without him." I say raising my voice involuntarily. She raises her left eyebrow and crosses her arms over her chest.

Fuck. She's actually scary. I need to keep my voice in check.

"I.. that.." I blabber.

"Yes, she's not the same. But she's not the same with everyone else. Not just with you. She changed a lot when he left and I guess this is the new normal her.. For mom and dad, it's because she didn't score well.. For everyone who doesn't know about them as a couple, it's because she was in depression due to hostel life.. And for everyone who knows them, it's because her best friend, role model, the love of her life left her.. Just left her. No explanation, no goodbye."

"Ofcourse she changed, and now that he's back she might change again. She'll spend more time in the showers crying her eyes out, that's what she did almost regularly for 2 years after he went away. She still did that once in a while when something would trigger his memories. Her anger, her emotions, They'll be all over the place. Because she's hurt. She's in pain and she doesn't know how to cope with it. So, Ambar look.. try and go easy on her. I know I'm asking a lot, but once she's the normal her, you'll realize how lucky you got. Just a few bad days.." She says pleading and then looks up to meet my eye.

"And make sure she's safe. Or.. Just know that I am raised by a detective and I've watched enough crime shows to get away with your murder." She says and leaves the bedroom going to her own.

Scary.
But I have my work cut out for me.

"Well.. I guess I have to help Samayra cope up if I want to live." I tell myself and make my way down the stairs to find my wife.

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