It's been half an hour, why haven't they returned yet? Should I see? No, I don't want to interrupt something but what if any of them had behaved stupidly? I'll just go and check.

I got out from building and saw that Warisha was sitting on her knee. I looked around to find Sanam but I didn't get any sign. Quickly I walked to her. "Warisha, kya hua? " I asked sitting on my knee as well, patting her cheeks. Her eyes were blank, the sight was horrifying.

"Chalo. Andar chalo." I made her stand up. She was totally lifeless. Many things were running in my mind. What might have happened? If Warisha is here then where is Sanam? I hope that he is fine.

I walked her inside our home, she sat on couch. I wrapped a dry towel around her. She was shivering. "Warisha, kya hua? "

"Samar... " and she shared everything that happened back and then she began to sob again. I was very shocked as I tried to me calm and make her feel better.

"Why is he doing this, Samar? We all know the truth then why is he still behaving like this, now... worst. "

"Tum araam karo. Sab mujhpe chordo." I tried to console her.

"Please sab thik kardo Samar. "

"Main sab thik. Sab. You don't worry."

"I'm worried....not for me but for Sanam. I don't know us Natasha ne use kya bola hoga that he behaved like that." Her voice was heavy, her eyes blinking quite frequently; to stop her tears. "Ja.. Just minutes before he said.. it wasn't my mistake nor his.. Sa-Samar, " she took my hands in hers, she was talking very fast, "tum the na.. Tumne dekha tha na? His eyes, he was crying wha.. While talk.. Talking about us. " I nodded and kept my hand on her cheek saying, "Warisha.. Sshhh.. Calm down." I was trying to soothe her, console her but I didn't know how. "Samar, woh.. "

"Warisha! " I shook her. "Stop." I looked in her eyes, eyes that were teary, red. Eyes that were watching her life felling apart. My heart pained seeing her like that. "Do you trust me? " I asked. She nodded keeping her hands over mine. I hugged her and she held me tightly.

After calming a little she walked in her room and after she changed, I made her sleep so that she'd stop thinking about everything. When she slept, I got out from her room and started thinking all possible way to bring them together.

Sanam was lying. This was the ultimate truth. I know that he didn't date anyone after meeting Warisha. He tried every possible way to find her, then why did he accept all those rumours?

I sat on my bed, "kya reason hosakta hai."

Sanam's POV

I did it again. I made her cry again. She said that she loved me all her life and what did I do? I made cry. I made her suffer. I punished her for nothing and that's the reason; that's the reason why she doesn't deserve me. Why I don't deserve her. I recalled everything, everything that happened between us.

"Shit. Shit, shit, shit! Yeh kya kiya maine? " Moving my hand over my hair I recalled what Warisha said-

End this Misery.

Stop punishing me and yourself.

Everything is a lie.

Tum ho meri jeene ki wajah.

"Stop! Just stop! " I shut my eyes close, covering my ears with my palms trying to ignore all these noises.

"She knew everything. She accepted our mistake. She was ready to forget everything and have a fresh start but I. I was again blinded by Natasha's words."

How could I be so dumb to follow what Natasha said.

"Maine kitna kuch kaha Warisha ko. How could I? Aaj sab thik ho sakta tha but I ruined everything. Everything. "

I rubbed my face with my palms and when my eyes were closed, the weeping figure of Warisha was flashing. Her plead, her sobs were echoing in my ears. I was hating myself for doing that to her.

Samar was right, everything started with my mistake. I ended our relationship because of her single mistake but she always ignored mine, she forgave me when I ignored her, she always understood that my band and work was my priority and gave me my time and space which I needed. She kept her insecurity to herself when she knew that I was working with my ex but I, I lost my control when I saw her close to someone else. She overlooked my all mistakes and I ended everything with hers.

Instead of clearing her doubt, telling her that I love her and only her; I left her. I left her when she needed me most. When she needed me to hold her and make her believe in us, I ended everything.

From the very beginning all of us labeled her as the immature one but all this while she behaved maturely and believed in us, our love but when it came to me, instead of holding on I let go everything. I was responsible for my situation, for losing her. For losing my love, my life, my Warisha.

When I walked in my home, Samar was sitting on stairs, "Sanam. "

"Samar, mujhe abhi koi baat nahi karni hai. "

I didn't want to anyone. I wanted to be alone.

"Abhi nahi karni but karni toh hai na? " he asked politely while walking forward. I looked at him for two seconds and then replied with a nod. After climbing three step, I stopped.

Where's Warisha? Woh wapas ayi thi ya nahi?

"Ah.. Samar-"

"Warisha apne room me hai. She is sleeping. " He answered my unasked question.

"Main uske bare me nahi puchne wala tha. " I lied and Samar's expression clearly said that he didn't buy that. Heaving a sigh I walked up to my room and sunk myself in my bed.

It would be so hard for me to know how broken she is and act like I don't care...

Samar's POV

Shakal se lag raha hai jaise ....

"Well, I can't change anything; neither what Warisha did after the party nor what Sanam did today but I can plan what will happen in future." I smiled when my brain came up with wicked idea. "Kabhi-Kabhi kisiko sahi raste me laane ke liye, galat rasta lena padhta hai." I scrolled through my phonebook and dialed a number. After two bells he answered.

"Samar! Kaisa hai? Aaj meri yaad kaise agai? "

"Main thik hoon. Bro, I need your help. Kya tu Mumbai aa sakta hai? "

Next day..

When I walked down, I saw the most unexpected scene in front of me, Sanam cooking silently...

"Teri tabyat to thik hai? Bina bole hi... " I checked the dishes briefly "cooking. Not bad."

He gave me a bored look and then he said, "Aaj mera turn tha. Khana ready hai, tu use bulale. "

I brought my eyebrows together questioningly, "use kise? "

"Warisha? " he said in obvious tone.

I shrugged walking towards her room. It's noon and this girl has not stepped out from her room. Kaha phas gaya main in dono k beech?

I knocked on her room's door and she showed me some mercy by opening the door, "Good morning. " she smiled. Her face was all dull and her eyes... I sighed and corrected, "Good afternoon."

She smiled apologetically mumbling an oops. "I.. I overslept, I guess. " she said shyly.

"Ah.. Acha hi hai. Chalo lunch ready hai. Sanam is waiting with our food. " I looked at Sanam who was now setting the table for three of us.

She peeped at his direction and then looking down she said, "um.. Samar, I don't feel like eating now. Main baad me khalungi. "

Oh God! The girl who eats 24/7 is not feeling like eating. Kuch bhi.

"I know tumhari problem Sanam hai. Main tumhara lunch tumhare room me la deta hoon.. Thik hai? "

She shrugged with an unsure expression. I signed her to wait as I walked towards the dining table and started to set a plate for her.

"Kya kar raha hai? " Sanam asked eyeing my action.

"Warisha apne room me lunch karna chahti hai to uske liye plate ready kar raha hu. " I said fluidly.

"Yeh ghar hai koi hotel nahi jo use room service chahiye. Yaha hum sab saath me khate hai aur aaj bhi wahi hoga. " he said bluntly.

I kept the plate on table facing him. "What do you want Sanam? Pehle tu khud use khud se door bhejta hain and when she do the same then tujhse bardasht nahi hota. You wanted this only right? To ab kya problem hai? "

"Mujhe koi problem nahi hai Samar but use saath me khane kya problem hai? "

"Sanam, are you even serious? Jo bhi tune kal use kaha; uske saath jaise behave kiya, uske baad bhi you think that she will face you. High expectations you got there bro. "

He chose to remain silent and passed me another casserole to fill the plate. His expression said that he was guilty. I hated looking at my brother suffering like this. I cannot see him like this. I just can't.

"Samar... "

I turned and saw Warisha coming to us. "Yeah? "

Sanam looked up briefly and then he stepped in kitchen again pretending to look for something. Uff!

"Woh.. Mere phone ki battery dead hai and I need to make an important call so.. Can I -"

I cut her words in between, "Mera phone chahiye na? Toh sidha maang lo. Why are you explaining so much. " I shook my head while handling her my phone.

"Kya dhoond raha hai? " I asked Sanam.

"Woh.. Black pepper. "

Black pepper? Ise toh excuses bhi banana nahi ata.

"Samar, tumne landlord ka number kiss naam se save kiya hai? " she asked.

I turned to her, "Ah.. Cha- tumhe usse kya kaam? " I asked her.

She smiled as if the answer was so obvious. "Samar.. Don't you think that the paper work is taking too long. I mean.. It's been a month now. Ab tak hojana chahiye tha so-"

I snatched the phone from her. "Aray Warisha.. Woh main dekhlunga na. "

"Tu kyu dekhega. Its her problem let her manage herself. " Sanam said coming to us with the pepper bottle. "She can solve it herself; she is not a kid anymore."

"Y-

"Thank God you realized that I'm not a kid anymore. " Warisha snapped. Sanam just glared at her or I should say he was looking for a reason to see her without making it awkward. Warisha looked sideways, skipping to meet his gaze. And between these two people I was feeling... Uh.. I can't even describe and on top of that I was tensed that if she knew about the deal between me and Sharman (landlord). That I have asked him to make the delay in her paper work so that she can stay with us. I should do something to stop her calling Sharman from my number but what?

"Samar... "

"Haa! Woh maine usse pucha tha. He said that.... Um woh he said.. " I was thinking about something, anything! And she was looking at me, waiting for me to continue, "he said that.. Um kyuki.. Woh they were on an agreement with the COMPANY! AMEERA'S! Ameera's company! "

Phew!

"Haa.. Toh? "

"Toh.. Toh.. Abhi unki agreement khatam nahi hui na. Three...three years right? And abhi toh two years bhi nahi hue.. Isliye time lag raha hai. "

"Khana thanda horaha hai. " Sanam said plainly taking his seat. Warisha smiled to me taking her seat and I sat beside her passing her the plate which I prepared for her.

"Thanks. " she murmured and after taking her first bite she began, "Samar... "

"Hmm? "

"Woh.. As you said that the paper work will take much more time so-" I looked at her. She was looking nervous and messing with her food.

"So? "

"Main tumlogo k ghar itne din nahi reh sakti. It's already been a month. I think I should shift to a hotel or something for that period."

Before I could say something Sanam blurted, "Listen. I brought you here for that 'period' only and this is not a hotel where you can check in and out according to your wish. "

Wow!

"Sanam. " she met his eyes to say something but fell quiet and continued with her food. The rest of the dine was silent.

"Warisha, whatever happened between you and Sanam, I know that it's awkward for you to live under same roof as him, " she was going to say something but I kept going, "and you guys are doing it for a month now. And if you had something with Sanam for which you are uncomfortable staying here then you should also remember that you still have something with me; a friend, a brother. "

She looked at me with a frown, "Samar please, kuch bhi bolo but khud ko mera bhai mat bolo. You're my crush yaar. " she gave me her smile which was missing and seeing that smile brought a smile on my face as well. "Then, apne crush k saath rehne ka chance koi miss karta hai kya? " I asked her and she shook her head.

"So, until your apartment problem is solved, you're staying with us and no further buts and all, okay? "

She nodded like a five year old, "okay. " and started with her lunch, keeping her eye on plate focus enough not to look at Sanam. And when I looked at Sanam, he was playing with his food and his eyes... His eyes searching for her.

Maine apna kaam kar diya. Ab bas tera intezar hai.