other dark sidesA Story by Bala SubramanyanHe says it is allergic. but there is a secret behind it He have an addiction to computers. but he have a secret behind it she loves him but there is no secret in it.OTHER DARK SIDES SRI: RIP you Ram. Funerals are very exhausting. But today my
bestie crashed on a divider. He is giving me pain on my knees. I was the
one sitting beside him in his Nissan when he crashed the divider. Thrilling. I
hate it when someone cries for others. Then there is Priya. Crying crying
crying......... I think Ram's parents finally got an idea that both of
them loved each other. Good for them. Priya suddenly noticed me and just closed
her eyes for a little time. Trust me...... I don't know about that one. Ram has
more family friends than I thought. Everyone just came there just to leave some
salt water from their eyes and figure out what to eat while returning to their
home. They'll just forget Ram's life and what happened yesterday. I have
a deep fracture in my right leg. Divya and the doctor will take care of me when
I leave this funeral. Not to mention Divya will be chewing her gums and looking
at me like some loser. I am not a loser but I am definitely a loser sitting in
his funeral. I shouldn't go because he's my bestie. But I don't feel sorry for
him. He deserves it. But Trust me!!!! I will cry. Sooner or later I will cry.
YESTERDAY… Priya: He looked weird with that look but his
beard looked dark and deep and lovable. I see him every day in the Shenoy Park
with my Rottweiler. He don’t walk. But he will just stare at the pillar like a
bug. It's been three years. I'd have probably forgot how we fell in love
with each other. Only vague memories. I always have a meanness inside me.
That's the way I live. Situations make it difficult to control myself
that's what happened to me three days before. But I wasn't expecting such a
response from Ram. He's never been this way. He didn't message me for three
straight days. "Priya help us. Reply. Trouble here. Utmost
chaotic situation". The message came with buzzing. It happened. An accident and this time the same hospital. Ram, after that STRANGE ACT. He's completely different that day. He went along with Sri and got him in trouble. He is an utmost disappointment. But I didn't hear any news about Ram. Is he serious? May be....I got tremors at the very thought of Ram getting in an accident. But why do I care about him after that day. I don't know. My Tavera grunted and started rolling the flywheel in unison with the tears from my eyes...........making more and more difficult to drive. I got lost in my memory of that day. That strange day. Three days earlier....... DRG HOSPITAL A 60 plus came in a dress that priya never seen in any movies. Her name card
read Preethi. Is she a doctor? Janani wept" I told you this hospital is poor for such emergencies. We should have tried SEGOS. " “This is just an accident janani. You can't afford segos" "Why the hell I have this sort of blood type” janani asked with a hiccup. Someone touched Priya's hand. My brain creates a smile that
went into my eyes and I looked up. It's Ram. There was a tiny drop of tear
waiting for a small trigger to explode. He triggered. “What is this? The patient is dying. I will arrange for the blood transfer. You better figure out mam. I can promise you with 10 minutes.” The doctor went to talk with another weird dress. Yes this hospital is something sick and very wrong. I turned furiously “Ram, it’s no play time. We have Janani's sister inside. She needs your blood. There was an accident Idiot." “Wait I know one. Probably Sri has O plus." he
took out his mobile. That was a direct bullet into my head. "You just go away. Don't you dare, just turn around". “Look this is ridiculous“he touched my shoulder.
THE
SHENOY ROAD (WAITING FOR SIGNAL) PRIYA Rain tried to
peer inside my car windows. There was a red signal. I felt an eerie and
unsettling calm in the car. I felt something going out of my body. The time read 8:15 p.m. I still remember the Shenoy Nagar Park in Chennai where I met Ram
for the first time sitting with fully covered beard. He once asked me "Why you don't create
a dimple in your cheeks?” I smiled a bit because of that thought. DRG
HOSPITAL.... I remembered
the doctor that day. Preethi." What happened? Tell me he’s safe.” “You just now
saw him. He is safe and HEY I remember you. That day...... it was a close
call. Oh!! I think god sent that boy sri. Nice kid. But he got some
trouble in his legs. Don't you worry we’ll figure it out." Then she
noticed something was wrong with me and stopped trotting. "Hey
anything wrong priya? Stop crying" she asked. I just stared at his face and asked
"Please tell me it is not because of me " "He kept
telling to me that day like repeating something to me.' She doesn’t want to
know about me.' I just thought he was just blabbering. But he
has something about telling some matter to you. Some serious stuff that he avoids telling you”.
I hate his choice of words. If it is something then it must probably an
unpleasant one. He says that he figured a way to safely commit the suicide. Preethi came
inside. “Priya there's a big problem. He have a blood cancer .I think he knows that
.I think that's why he avoided giving blood that day. It’s very harmful for
blood transfusion and the blood loss is heavy. Results will be maximum
unfortunate. You better report his parents ".
YESTERDAY……OTHER
SIDES RAM: I laid down in the bed and a spill of tears coming from my eyes. I shouldn’t have said that word allergic…. “You doing good bro!” sri asked me. Hey you sick f**k. “I will be good. I just want to talk to her. That’s all.” I said. “Well! Good for you. So I have this tablet. It makes you get a good fast sleep. You want it?” sri asked “Come on. I can deal with it. You first get a sleep.” “Come on try this….”. something abominable. “I said you to stop and go to sleep” “Yaaaaa….. We have a small problem”. “What problem? Look we have a problem. I think you are really getting addicted to that laptop dude. I mean it.” He just stared me with his still eyes. Vandalism. “Alright!! We get to the point. I want your blood “ “Blood? What? Why?” “I know about it dude. You have a blood cancer. I saw a file in your bag.” There was an utter silence. “Oh!!!!!” I replied. “Yeah and I know you’ll die as soon as possible and you can’t deal with priya and stuff like that but you can make good money with your cancer for your family and me” “What are you talking about?” “It’ll be a little difficult to tell but just come and check this out” He opened an online blog “SPREADMYDREAD.COM” that background is just utter black. He logged inside it with a name smdcancercell111 and hit a password and his wall opened. Many of them discussing about some things. Dark and dark everything is black and red. Some kind of a Gory website. He was added in a thread. Spread my dread. I don't know these sort of things ever existed but it’s true. A blog for spreading diseases. I can't even identify the browser. I can also find cancer blogs. I read this. ANNUAL SPREAD MY DREAD CONTEST: TERMS AND CONDITIONS · VICTIMS MUST BE OVER 16 YEARS · VICTIMS MUST BE GIRLS · VICTIMS should NOT HAVE ANY CONNECTION WITH THE TOP TEN POLITICIANS OF THE WORLD. (LINK IN THE DESCRIPTION BOX) · THERE WILL BE A SEPARATE BACKGROUND CHECK FOR ALL THE VICTIMS SEPARATELY. · PARTICIPANTS WILL BE HARMED WE COME ACROSS ANY FOUL PLAY · RESULTS WILL BE ANNOUNCED AFTER A MONTH. But sri clicks a link that took us to those gory and unsettling conversations. He stopped me and showed a conversation. They are giving a good amount of money for the winner. The winner will be the person who affects most of the people. There will be a countdown. Sndaids2121: I just had sex with my girl friend and I think I did it. It’s my 2nd girl …. Feeling wonderful XO. And then some photos as expected. Jerryspreads2212: that’s a fine score bro. BUT I WILL BEAT YOU XO…. Sndaids2121: Let’s see man. Things becoming clear after reading about sndaids….. AIDS….. he must be spreading his junk to all the girls by having them unprotected… gross . Beside this a lot of links about spreading cancer, AIDS and also cold fever. This is getting weird. “Now I have an account and I want to prove myself by spreading the diseases so I want your blood. I can make a quick transfer to divya”... Divya hates this idea. I don’t know her but sri is no big
deal for her. “So you don’t want to live with her? You want to kill my and feel
proud of it? Fake you. . You are going deep into
something deep that you should never go. Stop this “ “I think she’s cheating me dude. Look I have to do this” “You think?” I stared him with my deep eyes. "Do
you think I won't tell anything to Priya about your stuff?” That
was really a bad choice of his words. I wish he’d take back those words. His
face turned red. “That’s what I am expecting. That already changed your
mind. Now you're completely different. I can live without her man. But you
should never live with this. Trust me you need some help. That's all”. I caught hold of the laptop and hit it against a wall
“THUD THUD THUD……..” Until I realized it’s gone “OH MY GOD. Get out. What have you done?” Get out. He started hitting me. “Get out and get in the car. I will be coming down and taking
you to your father. If you’re not going out I will swear to god I will kill
you” “Dude … you’re not serious”. They’re on the way to his father’s house. The Nissan screeched it’s tyres on the highway streets. SRI: Ram is furious. This
is happening. He will be telling this matter to my father. That’s a
problem. i want your blood. He shouldn't be doing this. But I want his
blood. They will undergo a background check about the participant’s victims. But
I want his blood. If it is proved I can win a big reputation and a good amount
of prize money. I just need his blood. I just need him unconscious.
I already got an injection in this car. Come on man just a small click. I can
suck it like a mosquito. I have a strong arm and I used it. I injected the
syringe and sucked his red blood. F**k….. He lost control…. But Trust me!!! I will surely win this
contest.
-BALA © 2015 Bala SubramanyanAuthor's Note
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Added on December 4, 2015 Last Updated on December 4, 2015 AuthorBala Subramanyanchennai, tamil nadu, IndiaAbouti am an irregular student who thinks to read novels and spend the rest of the life writing. more.. |