Another Half Of Me - Chapter 47

Without waiting for anyone, Siddha started running towards the car and jumped in the driver’s seat the moment he reached it. Starting the engine, he put the car in full gear and rammed the accelerator just as Rudy slid in the passenger seat.

Rudy dialled his security team’s number and told one of the men to track all 3 phones. Siddha listened to his monosyllabic replies as he tried to manoeuvre the car through Delhi’s crazy traffic.

“Bhaiji, the last location of all phones is Tania Ma’am’s house,” he said in a concerned tone, disconnecting the call.

Siddha braked hard when the car reached Tania’s home. Opening the door with a jerk, he stepped out and ran up the stairs two at a time followed by Rudy.

The door was wide open and broken pieces of glass along with overturned furniture was lying everywhere. He called out their names but nobody answered. He rushed towards the bedroom, but found no one. As he turned, his eyes caught the smashed mirror. There was blood sticking to one of the pieces still hanging from the corner.

Siddha’s closed his eyes as his sub-conscious mind conjured images of disaster. Shaking his head, he hurried out of the room and banged into Rudy, who was standing with 3 broken mobiles in his hand.

“They have been smashed completely,” he said looking fearfully at Siddha.

“Tell James to reach Roshni’s place in Dilshad Garden,” he said, knowing too well that Manchanda would want to finish everything off where it all had started.

Siddha opened the door of Roshni’s house with a bang and rushed inside. Everything was in its place but there was an eerie silence inside. He and Rudy stopped short in their tracks as their eyes fell on the splat of blood on the floor.

Siddha started screaming their names as he and Rudy rushed towards the bedroom. He froze the moment he stepped inside.

Sid was lying clutching his bloodied shoulder at one corner while Tania was lying unconscious with her head bleeding next to him. Rudy rushed to them as Siddha heard something behind him. Slowly he turned and saw Vishal Manchanda standing with a knife pined against Roshni’s throat.

“Let her go,” Siddha in a low menacing tone.

Laughing devilishly, Vishal just shook his head.

“I’ll not kill her if you kill yourself. My sister died because of you. I’ll not spare you this time. You want Roshni alive then kill yourself.”

Saying this, he tightened his grip on Roshni and pressed the knife closer to her throat, choking her.

“Give him the gun,” he said looking at Rudy.

Rudy looked sideways at Siddha’s clenched face and then advanced towards Vishal but stopped as he moved the knife a little searing Roshni’s skin.

“Give me the gun,” Siddha said extending his hand towards the Rudy.

“Bhai, no,” Sid said from behind.

“Give me the gun,” Siddha repeated, his eyes not leaving Roshni’s even once.

Roshni looked at him and knew what he was about to do. She was not afraid of the tip of the knife searing her skin slowly but she was scared of Siddha killing himself. Closing her eyes, she summoned all her courage and then looked straight at him.

“Don’t do it, please. It’s an empty threat. Please don’t do it,” she pleaded as tears rolled down her eyes.

“Oh, it’s not an empty threat,” Vishal said titling Roshni’s face towards him.

“If I had the guts to throw your child’s body down the gutter 5 years ago then I can easily cut your body with this knife.”

Roshni’s body became paralysed as his words started to sink in. Biting her lip, she looked at Siddha, whose eyes showed the same pain she was feeling inside.

“Enough talking!” Vishal shouted. “Now, Siddha Singh Rajput, kill yourself or I’ll slit her throat.”

Looking into Roshni’s eyes, Siddha pointed the gun at his heart. As she saw him pulling the trigger, her brain erupted with violence. She lowered her mouth towards Vishal’s hand holding the knife at her throat and bit hard.

Vishal cried with agony as he felt her teeth sinking inside his skin. Just as he was about to slide the knife along her throat, she kicked him hard at the shin and Vishal staggered back.

James caught hold of him and was about to take him away when Roshni picked up the knife and stabbed him on the thigh.

Vishal screamed just as Rudy dragged Roshni away from him.

Throwing the gun away, Siddha rushed towards them and looked at Roshni. Even though she was panting hard, but she was okay. At the corner of his eye, he could see Tania and Sid standing in the corner, their clothes smeared with blood.

All these people are hurt just because of one person’s madness. He stared hard at Vishal who looked like a child caught stealing. Flicking his gaze on Vishal’s thigh, Siddha gripped the knife and pulled it out a super slow speed.

As Vishal’s agonised cries rang through the room, Siddha’s mind burned with fury. He looked at the bloodied knife and then at him. As James pulled Vishal to his feet, Siddha looked straight into his fear struck eyes.

“Let him go,” he commanded.

As he neared him, Vishal backed away towards the corner. When his back hit the wall, Siddha placed the knife on Vishal’s throat and started to slide it sideways slowly cutting the skin.

“I can kill you now, but that would be damn easy. You and your father will see death with open eyes and feels its claws gnawing on your body, but you won’t be able to do anything.”

He stepped away from Vishal and James took him away.

Now, it’s your turn, Harichand Manchanda.

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