𝑲𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒉: 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆 | 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝 | 𝟏𝟖+

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KASHISH

I had never seen such a beautiful place in my life. I looked outside the window. The view of Manikaran and the green valley scenery were something else. I stuck my head out of the window to feel the breeze. "Wow, I love this!"

My eyes were pinned to the white mountains passing by. "This is heaven," I exclaimed with joy. "Could you please stop shouting?" the boy said from the next window. I looked at him with my sharp, annoyed eyes. "Mind your own business." He quickly pulled his neck back inside the window.

"You know what? I've always wanted to talk to you," My smile instantly dropped after hearing Satvik's annoying voice. I went back inside the bus. "This is the 15th time, dude, you've said this to me." I grunted, giving him a dead glare. I was missing Riya. I didn't know why that bitch got typhoid right before this trip.

"I like you," I sighed. Why the hell was I sitting with him?

"So?" I yelled, frustrated.

"Listen, you moron, I don't like you, and I already have a boyfriend," I said in annoyance. "Stop bothering me—end of discussion." I turned and looked outside the bus. "It feels amazing!" I giggled, enjoying the passing view, and then suddenly the driver lost his grip on the steering wheel—and boom.

My vision got blurred for a few minutes. For a few minutes, I didn't understand what happened to us. where am i ?

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"Please, somebody help me—please!" I screamed. After an hour, I finally found myself hanging on a fucking twig in the ditch. Deva, why always me? I didn't know why I always attracted troubles. "Kashish, are you there?" The faded voice made me roll my eyes.

My phone was also hanging like its owner, but my phone still enjoyed this adventure. My playlist was still playing on a loop. "Please hang on, darling. I'll surely save you." My eyes flickered with fear. Bitch, save your ass first.

"Yes, I'm here. Can you please stop repeating my name and save me?" I yelled. I closed my eyes, as I couldn't bear to see myself in this horrible state. I was exhausted while hanging like a fruit. My hands started to hurt. It had been two hours of hanging like this. I felt like this was the end of my life.

"Save me, you assholes!" I shouted. I don't want to die. tears were rolling down my cheeks. I haven't completed my studies yet. I haven't had sex yet, and what about French kisses? "Don't look at the bottom, you bitch", I mistakenly dropped down my head. The depth of the gulf was quite scary.

"Acha chalta hoon, duaanon mein yaad rakhna", I rolled up my neck on my phone. Even the universe was saying goodbye to me. My grip on the twig was getting lost. "No, no, please don't", I gripped the twig tightly until my finger got knuckled. I can't be with you, sweetie.

I swallowed hard. My grip on the twig was about to loosen. My heart came into my mouth. In the next few seconds, my body would surely become a dead body. Oh God!

This might be the end of my fucking life. This might be the end of my fucking life.

Tears were rolling down my cheeks. "I love you, baba", My hands slipped from twigs, and I was about to fall, but suddenly I felt arm wrapped around my waist. I closed my eyes for 5 minutes, thinking about the moment. I could feel the warm nostril air from behind on my shoulders. "Are you okay, Kashish?"

"Male voice." I opened my eyes. My body was swaying like a feather in the air. "W-who is this?" I could feel strong arms around my waist. "Don't be scared. You're in my arms, and I won't let you go," a male husky voice echoed in my ears.

I turned my head toward him, watching him from the corner of my eye. "You can turn around. I will carry you up gently," he said, and I curled my lips. "No! If I do, I'll fall straight down into the ditch," I said in a trembling voice.