Can you mend my broken heart?

"Then why did you not open the door? Why did you keep me away?", Akira asked looking into his eyes.

"I didn't want to answer your questions", Vikram said.

"Fine, I won't ask anything, just tell me we are fine. Tell me that we are ok?", she said but then suddenly raised her hands and covered her head with it.

"What happened? Are you feeling dizzy again?", Vikram asked all worried.

"Everything is loopy. I guess I have a headache", Akira said but the next moment her body turned into a pulp and she fainted again.

Vikram tried to prop her on the bed and immediately called his family doctor. He again tried to wake her up using water and she did wake up. But she kept lying on the bed, with her eyes not even able to open to its full as her body was extremely weak and feeble.

As soon as the doctor arrived, he immediately administered IV to her as her BP was extremely low and prescribed a couple of medicines before taking his leave. Few seconds into the IV, she fell asleep on Vikram's bed while he held her hand all tenderly with his own, gently caressing her skin where the IV catheter was.

He looked at her angelic face which looked all pale and distressed now.

"What have I done to you?", he mumbled and kept on caressing her hand.

He looked at her dress and then at the corset which was hugging her chest all tight. He could clearly tell that it was uncomfortable for her to wear such a thing and sleep and sighed. He went to his closet and picked out a large gym t-shirt for her to wear.

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He was getting impatient with every passing minute. He knew that Akira truly loved him and only him, but this pang of momentary separation also was unbearable for him. His mind raced with all sorts of weird thoughts and what-ifs and he felt all breathless. He came out of the car and started pacing around his car with his eyes fixed on the gate, waiting for her to return.

Minutes passed...

And slowly it turned into an hour but there was no sign of her.

Initially, he didn't want to call her, because he didn't want to appear over-possessive. He didn't want to be considered as the guy who can't stay apart from his girl for even a few minutes.

But finally, he couldn't keep his calm and called her up.

"Hey, everything ok with you?"

"Hello".

"Where is Akira? And why are you picking up her phone", Raymond asked.

"She is sleeping here, so I had to pick her call", Vikram said all nonchalantly.

"Sleeping there? What do you mean? Why will she sleep there?", Raymond asked with his tone barely suppressing his rage.

"She fainted and the doctor administered her an IV as her BP was low. So she is sleeping now".

"Wait for what? Is she ok now? I am coming in"

"There is no need. Everything has been taken care of", Vikram said with a stern voice.

"No need for me to come? What nonsense are you spouting?", Raymond spewed unable to control the anger within himself anymore.

"Isn't this whole thing caused by you? What was the need for all this drama? Couldn't you just come and ask me about all this man to man before? You could have just asked me about Scarlett or Anthony. Don't you think you are equally guilty for trying to hack into my systems too? Do you know how much it hurts when the trust is broken? Why did you have to break us apart?", Vikram yelled at his full might.

"Let's not even go down that road for now. I am coming in to check on my girl and you cannot stop that", saying that he disconnected the call, locked his car and marched towards his place.

The moment he entered Vikram's room, he found him sitting on the bed and caressing her right hand which had the IV cannula. She looked all pale and her face looked like she had been devoid of all happiness.

He came and sat next to her on the bed.

She was covered in a duvet till her waist and was wearing his t-shirt. He saw her maroon dress strewn on a chair near the bed and somehow that made his heart a bit uncomfortable. He didn't want to ask any questions but the thought of Vikram undressing her made his mind go ballistic.

His face looked all lost and then he heard,

"Don't worry, it's not the first time I have done it. Akira and I share a very different bond, which probably you will never understand because it doesn't need a name tag like yours to be defined", he said and fondly looked at her.

He felt like his ears were going to burst. The blood inside his veins started to boil like his entire body was simmering with jealousy and anger but that wasn't the right time to act or say anything for his biggest concern was to see her alright.

He stretched his fingers to hold her left hand which was under the duvet and suddenly he felt something wrong. The color on his face vanished like he had seen some ghost. He immediately lifted the duvet cover.

She had a ring in her finger.