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Trip to the wretched place (Ruhail)

Phone

Wallet

Keys

Boyfriend.


I smiled at my checklist and looked at Saroj who just exited the washroom in jeans and a t-shirt. The t-shirt was mine and he looked fucking adorable in if, but now was not the time.


"Ready babe?" I asked him and he pouted but nodded.


"Okay. Now I'm gonna tell you what happened honey, and I need you to come to me." He was confused but he complied nonetheless. He came close to me and I pulled him closer to my body.


"Babe, I couldn't decipher much of what Rohit told me over phone, but it boiled down to the fact that, uhm, Rip got beaten up, probably by Rohit's dad and his goons. He is in ths hospital and Rohit didn't know who else to call, because he didn't trust anyone. So he called us." I finished the sentence and watched as all the colour left his face. His eyes wobbled with tears and he choked back a sob.


"Hey hey hey, Bunny. It's gonna be okay, we're gonna go there and make sure they're okay alright?" I said and he nodded but tears still flowed from his eyes.


"Baby, I need you to be strong for Rohit, we don't have much time, we need to go now. Can you be strong for me?" I asked him in a low voice and his tears slowed as he nodded.


"Yes, Daddy." He mumbled, rubbing his face on my shirt.


I kisses his forehead and stood up.


"Let's go, Kitten."


We reached the hospital in twenty minutes on my bike. I might have driven like a lunatic but Saroj didn't seem to mind much so I guessed it was okay. We enquired the front desk about the room number that Rohit gave us and hurried up the stairs when we were said that it was on the second floor.


We found Rohit sitting on a metal chair looking completely broken and devastated. It broke my heart to see the sweet boy like that and there was a confusing burn behind my eyes.


I felt like crying.


Saroj looked like he was on the verge of tears too so I sobered up and went up to Rohit.


"Hey." The soft sound from Saroj's mouth made Rohit look up so fast that I thought he'd get a whiplash.


"Saroj, they hit him so bad." He moaned and started weeping while Saroj frantically tried to console him. He tried to speak but was cut of by bouts of hiccups and tears.


He was inconsolable.


"It's all my fault." He finally managed to say and shook his head at the protests from both me and Saroj.


"You guys don't understand. My father is a horrible person. He has known Rip since we were children and he liked him a lot too. That's why... I thought, I thought it would be fine if I told him that I was moving in with Rip. He asked me last week you know." The faint smile on his face was heartbreaking.


" What happened, kid?" I called Rohit kid even though he was only two years younger than the rest of us. Something about his ways made me think of a little brother that I never had growing up.


"He just got up and left. Didn't say a word. But he instructed the guards and my mom to not let me out. I knew he could be cruel when he wanted to, he is a high ranking officer after all, but I couldn't believe he would do this to me. I... I tried to warn Rip too but... " His voice broke again.


"They found him on the side of the bridge, he was almost dead!" He broke down again as my jaw hardened. Kitten looked at me with worried eyes full of tears and I shook my head.


A few minutes later the doctor emerged from the room and was immediately flocked by the three of us.


"Is he okay?" I asked and the doctor nodded.


"He is as fine as he can be in this state. Thankfully there was no internal bleeding and his head looks fine. He is still unconscious and will be for a few hours at least. But I think he will recover fast, he is a strong person it seems." The woman smiled at us as we collectively heaved a sigh of relief.


"Can I see him?" Rohit asked and the doctor nodded. He immediately went inside the room.


"Look I have something else to talk about, are you his family?" She asked in a low voice and we shook our heads.


"He was disowned by his family when he came out as gay, we're all he has in this city." Saroj said and bit his lip, the doctor looked sad.


"I'm sorry but he was brought in by a civilian and he did not want to be involved, but this is a police case. We have already informed them, it would be really nice if you can ask your friend to talk to the officers and help them out. They will also like to talk to the patient when he is concious." She said and left with a smile.


"Shit." Saroj said and I nodded.


Yep this was shitty in every way possible.


Rohit was exceptionally calm when we told him what the doctor told us.


"So what are you gonna tell them?" I asked and he shrugged.


"I can't say the truth, can I. My father will ruin both our lives. Even today I had to sneak out of the house and run, he probably already knows we're here. He can't take me from here but I'm scared of him nonetheless. I'm just going to tell the officers that I got a call from the hospital because I was his emergency contact and I don't know anything else." He shrugged.


"Wait they left his phone on him?" Saroj asked.


"No but apparently he was conscious for a little while. He was asking for help when someone heard him. He asked the man to call me and passed out in his car. He noted down my number and the hospital called me. He didn't have his phone or any other id with him." He said and I shook my head. The basterd really thought this through.


It was then when two officers came in and took our statements. Yes, ours too, not just Rohit. We told them what we knew but left out the part about Rohit's father being involved. I didn't like it but I understood that we didn't have enough proof against him to really do anything.


After all this, we somehow persuaded Rohit to come with us to our place. Even though it was really though to get him to leave Rip. It was only when the officers said that they will send a guard to make sure Rip was safe that he agreed to come home with us and a get some sleep.


It was already five in the morning when we reached home, Rohit laid on the couch and didn't really talk to us but we decided that he didn't need any prodding from us. He needed a little rest and we could always talked to him in the morning.


Saroj and I changed in silence and got to bed. At first he just sat at the edge of the bed and sulked. After a while he cuddled into my side.


"Daddy." He sobbed into my neck and I held onto him tightly.


"It's gonna be okay, Kitten. We're gonna figure it out." I whispered to him even though I had no idea how we'd go about doing that.


"He's gonna be okay, right? I don't wanna lose him daddy." He whispered and I caressed his hair.


"He's strong, babe. He's gonna be fine. Don't worry." I told him and he nodded.


"I don't understand how people could do this to their own children. Just because their sexuality. Aren't we supposed to love our children no matter what?" He said angrily and I smiled as my mother's face suddenly came to my mind.


"Some people have a box that they put their kids in. They are allowed to grow, but only as far as the box goes. They're allowed to be happy as much as that box allows them to be happy. And whenever the child does something out of the box to make himself happy, they feel betrayed. They treat children like investments and are almost always disappointed when the outcome isn't what they expected." I said and waited for a reply but Saroj was silent.


"What?" I asked and he smiled.


"You're wise sometimes." He said and kissed my chest.


"Goodnight, Daddy." He said as he drifted to an exhaused sleep. When I was certain he was asleep, I carefully extracted myself from under him and took an extra pillow and a blanket to the living room. I put the pillow under Rohit's head and covered his body with the blanket. He moved a little and I smiled.


"Goodnight, kid." I said and got my phone as I made my way to the balcony.


I needed to make a call.


It ringed five times before she picked up the phone.


"Ru this better be good." She said in a sleep heavy voice.


"Something bad happened, Ria. But I think you'll be interested."



Note : As a person who hates hospitals I sure do write about them a lot.


Finally finished this chapter and I dearly hope the next one won't be eons later. I'd start writing more I promise.


Love you all.






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