the son's boyfriend chapter 2

Two cops were standing with vikram. it was a very cold place. something about the room was very morbid, it spoke of death in an eerie silence. the steel tables and white walls added to the excruciating misery that lay in the corpse that were positioned on those cold, steel tables. 

vikram had to identify if the one he was standing next to was of vikas. surprisingly he felt emotionless. like he knew he was supposed to cry at this moment but he didnt feel the need to. slowly he raised the white sheet that had managed to hide the face he somehow wished was that of vikas. again he felt strange. why would he want it to happen. and then to his shock he saw that pale naked body. brutally smashed head. yet eyes closed , and serene face as if in sleep. it was vikas.

so he had finally died. like vikram expected it. knew it. he turned his back without even feeling a twitch in his body, but was stopped by a certain unmistable voice, the one of vishal. to his surprise it was vishal, sitting with his pulverised skull, and whatever it was said to him , ' you could have saved me, but i forgive you '. and it moved towrads vikran to hug him, but vikram was scared and he started to run. but wherever he went he saw that body with wide arms and a grin. he felt like he'll explode any moment and something within him was tearing  apart.........but he was woken up by the nurse who came to monitor the VISHAL.

it was 9;00 AM. almost 2 days had passed since that wretched phone call. after that there were just flashes that remained in his head. of vikas lying on the stretcher covered in blood, of ambulance, and hospital, and blood.... of tubes that were forced into vikas's body , of doctors and nurses and more blood.....of the sound of the machines that showed he was still alive and of the operation theatre, the white walls and blood again..

and now when the curtains of the room were pulled and sun came in violating the darkness, vikram saw vishal, unconscious. doctors had said he was alive but his brain had suffered damages. he was unconscious and likely to remain so for sometime. tubes were intruding every possible site. the fixators were keeping his bones in place and bandages were covering his wounds. but atleast he was alive.