Red And White

I, Rahul and Anjali went to finalise our suite. Oh!!! I forgot to introduce ourselves to you. I am Nikita. Rahul was my boyfriend and fiance too. Anjali was our best friend and our cupid. Coming back to the story, we went. It was a coincidence that we all wore white particularly that day. They were confused that whether Rahul was with me or Anjali.

I was getting an instinct feeling that something bad is going to happen. But, ignoring my instinct I went with them. While we were checking out the suites. We all loved the one which has white curtains, and other room decor was red. White gives peace, and red was romantic, so I prefer that suite. Suddenly, I heard some goons had entered the hotel. I was on the balcony when I heard screaming. It was Anjali. When I came to the room, I was left shocked. The goons had locked the room and attacked both of them. They held me also. I was not able to free myself. There were screams all around. One of them attacked Rahul near his throat and he was bleeding. I could neither control the situation nor help him. Then, those goons had an eye on Anjali. They caught hold of her, started removing her clothes. I And Rahul tried to stop them but we couldn't. They raped her. In front of our eyes. We couldn't do anything. Her screams horrified me to my nerves. Her white clothes were torn and filled with blood. After achieving their motive, they left the room leaving broken souls of us. I didn't know how I managed to take them to the hospital. We all three had treatment. I was still on the safe side but Rahul and Anjali weren't. The doctor told us that Rahul had a deep cut. His larynx was badly damaged. So he won't be able to speak anymore. He lost his voice. And Anjali, she had to remain in the hospital for a much longer time. She got panic attacks. She was physically and mentally tortured. She had undergone many counseling sessions to recover. And the worst thing that happened, her family blamed her and broke all their relationship with her. Because she was impure, she lost her purity, her virginity. The society would maintain distance from her family if they had not done so with her. I couldn't forget that day. Tears were rolling down my cheeks.

Suddenly, I heard somebody called out my name. I came back to the present. It was Anjali. She was calling me to help her in getting ready. I was ready so I had to help her. I did her makeover. And she was looking really beautiful. I was wearing a shimmering pink saree and she was wearing a red saree. We came downstairs. It was her wedding. We had lots of dreams regarding our wedding and finally, she got her day. How can I miss my best friend's wedding? She had seen a lot of difficulties in her past. Now, I want her to get the happiness she deserved.

Rahul was standing downstairs. He smiled seeing us. He was waiting there. For HER.