Charan lifted Shreya by her h.i.p.s and walked somewhere startling the hell out of her…
"Charan!!" Shreya exclaimed surprised tightening her arms around him.
Charan sat her down on the table. He was met with a confused pair of eyes staring back at him.
They did not get any personal time to spend with each other since they got back together. Shreya was always hyper with something or the other… And she had been sticking to Akira like glue. So, it had never been just them, like this. And he missed that…
The tranquility that came with just being with the person you love… he missed that.
"What is it?" Shreya asked trying to find whether something was stuck on her face.
Charan just rubbed his thumb over her cheeks without really answering. Her cheeks sported a shallow cut while her lips were purplish from bruises. His hands reached for her cropped top and pulled it over in one swift motion.
The whole of her body was covered in purple and red… Whatever thought he had before, left him. A sense of coldness and anger seeped in. He did not even know why he was angry or at whom… Himself, Shreya or Aleesha… or at all three…
"Why did you fight?" Charan asked not being to hold himself back…
A part of him knew why subconsciously… And that part also knew that she probably needed it. But a larger part of him still ached at the sight of her… he was more anguished by the bruises on her heart.
If she had pushed her body to this extent, he could not even imagine what her heart must have been like…
"I wanted to do so much more to her… so much more than anything she did to my dad and mom. Just the thought of it made me so angry that I saw no sense in holding back that anger." She mumbled. She rubbed on her arms feeling cold.
Charan picked her up once again and brought her back to the bed she had stumbled out of. He laid down with her snuggling against him.
Both stayed silent for a long time… Shreya practically plastered herself against him for warmth.
"It's over, Charan. At last, it is all over… I got justice for my parents." She mumbled. She let out a long breath of air at the end of it…
"Your parents are going to be proud!!" Charan answered rubbing his hands behind her head.
"I don't know… I did some pretty nasty stuff to Aleesha with my own hands and she is going to have more coming her way… I just borrowed a sword to do things I am dying to do! I am not sure my parents are going to be happy about something like that," She confessed. Her face was grave.
"They will understand." He said with conviction. He might not have known on a personal level, but he still absolutely believed in them… just because they were Shreya's parents. If they had given birth and raised someone as perfect as her, they themselves have to be just as perfect. And such perfect people would never look down on things like this… especially after having seen how much she had struggled to come to terms with their death.
"When someone so close to you is taken away… it changes you as a person. It is just impossible to remain innocent anymore… And you do not have to be! You have to be cruel to people who are cruel to you… that is just fair, Shreya!" Charan said pecking her temples.
Shreya stayed silent.
Maybe in some part of her head, she agreed with Charan… but a larger part of her gut did not agree…
She did not see the difference between herself and Naren, Abimanyu, and Abishek…
They had used Darcie to do their dirty deed and she used Delaney to do hers.
This thought ate her in a way she did not think was possible until she had already gone through with the plan.
If Charan and Akira weren't part of her life, she wouldn't have ever tried to stop herself from killing Darcie with her own hands… but having them was like a cuff to her throat. If she ends up killing her, she would have to end up in jail… without that, she wouldn't be much of a person doing justice.
But more than that, she did not have the confidence to pick up Akira with the same hands she had used to take a life… evil or not. Yes, Darcie had no loyalty… no integrity… nothing… she was someone who killed her own partner for money and adrenaline. But in spite of all that she was still a person…
Killing her would have brought Shreya to her level… and she would not have minded much before… but now, she had something she was looking forward to in life and she did not want to ruin it for vengeance.
And given Darcie never budged… she had no other choice. She was never going to let her walk away free. Not in a million years. So, she had to just find someone who would want her head almost as much as she did…
And that list was not small… Delaney just happened to be at the top of it.
Having Darcie alive was not an option after what she heard from her at the warehouse. It is almost similar to going around having a gun to her head and as well as behind every other people she ever cared about… she cannot afford it.
So, she just had to bite the bullet and do something about it… she just never thought she would feel so disgusted about herself after that…
Even though, Shreya was mainly staying away from Akira and Charan because of her injuries… there was another part of her that did not have the courage to face them… what if they end up seeing her as a monster?
Having to be seen with fear and disgust from the same eyes that adored and admired her should be the worst parts of her nightmares come true… she did not want that.