His Unwanted Human Mate

Chapter-2

Ashi's POV:

'I love you the most my Ashu.'

Ashu, that's what she used to call me and now a fear sowed in my heart, there won't be anyone calling me again with that name.

'Mom will always love you and will be by your side. She will protect you from every bad thing. Never trust anyone, my baby, all they gonna do is hurt. Love is so precious to be found easily. Love doesn't come easy but here I am to always love you.' remembering those words are sending daggers to my heart.

I love her. Can I blame that she left me? I look at the lifeless body laid in front of me and a house filled with guests whose faces are unknown. My dad died when I was young and everyone from his family pushed mom and me away.

Mom and Dad, it's a love marriage, and my mother's happiness cost her family. Coming from a strict family background she was refused to love anyone, which caused my mom to elope with my dad.

Quite the scenes you get to see in India and my mom always wanted to keep me away from those shadows. The only person I know from my mom's side is her brother, Rishi. He left his family cos he couldn't bear the injustice that happened to his lovely sister.

So away from both families I knew none of them except uncle Rishi.

Everyone came and tried to console me, as it was that easy. For a girl who became an orphan in a night, it's even hard for me to breathe. I am waiting for my uncle to show up.

She raised me with the value of love and yet I am alone now having no one to love. I won't be able to feel loved again, I will always miss the warmth she gave me, I will always feel the void she left behind. If only I could heal, if only that is easy.

*After the cremation ceremony*

My room is now dark, just like me. My house is silent, just like my mind, my family is void just like my heart. Tears flowed down again over my stained cheeks, I couldn't let them stop. How can I when the pain inside me is unbearable and they are finding the way out on their own accord.

How can I end this pain? I can't bear this pain, it's killing me from within. All I see is darkness, inside and out.

I turned on the bed lamp. There stood a photo of me and mom, happy faces, pretty smiles, best memories. It was when mom took me to bail for vacation. Teardrops fell on the photograph.

I hug it to my chest and let out the silent cry, again. I have no one to call me mine, why should I live mom? I don't want to. The very breath I take reminds me of how alone I am. I can't imagine a life without you mom, will end this pain once and forever, I thought.

I found a paper cutter in a draw, I pulled it out and bring it closer to my wrist. I was about to cut.

"Are you mad?" a voice boomed in my room.

I opened my eyes to see uncle Rishi standing by the door, with worry-filled eyes. He ran towards me and pushed the cutter away. I expected him to hit me, I was even ready for the pain. How can a mere slap overpower the pain I am feeling right now?

But instead, I felt warmth. He pulled me into his embrace and tried to comfort me. I was surprised by his action.

"Are you mad Ashi? Why are you trying to end your life? You have me, Your uncle will take care of you" he said.

I pulled back and gave a stern look at him "That uncle who only showed his face on my mother's death? Who never cared for us before, why now?" I ask him.

I wanted to ask this the moment I saw him. My mom loved him but he never showed his face and now after my mom's death he shows up and tells me I have him in my life, so I should believe him?

"I Am sorry Ashi, you have every right to be angry with me, when I left India I left everything behind. I haven't turned back again but I always stayed in touch with your mother asking about your whereabouts. I always loved my sister and I will always love her, will take care of you as well. Trust me, give me a chance" he said.

"Why should I?" I ask.

He looked me into the eyes and took the photograph from my hands, he stroked gently on my mother's face. "I promised her that I will take care of you, I will love you as I loved her. You got this uncle Ashi" he said.

His face turned sad for a bit "She knew she was going to die, that disease was eating her alive. She didn't want you to know that" tears rolled down from his face. I tried to subdue my muffles.

"Pack your bags, I have arranged the flights, we will move the first thing in the morning," he said.

"To where?" I asked.

"New Orleans" he answered.

"Why?" I ask.

"I work there Ashi, my life is there and I don't want to leave you here. There is nothing left here. We will go there and you can start a new life" he replied."Will see you at 6:00 in the morning" he said and left the room, without even listening to my response.

My uncle is in his 40's but doesn't look like that. I think I don't have any other choice than to leave this place. With the little strength, I have I packed my luggage. I packed only a few clothes, my basic stuff, my journal, and a photograph of my family. This will do I guess.

How am I even going to cope with this? Am I a good daughter? My mom died and now I am moving country, starting a new life. I don't know how it is going to be, I am a little scared. I put all the packed stuff in one corner of the room and turned off the lights.

I got onto the bed, I couldn't sleep, I turned aside and saw the empty side of my bed, it was only yesterday mom was sleeping here, we were together and now it's gone. I let out muffles and my eyes got blurred once again. After an hour or two I felt darkness take over me.

*Next Morning*

I haven't slept last night, I couldn't sleep at all. Now we are at the airport, waiting for a private jet. How rich is he? What does he do? I am traveling with a person about whom I know nothing. Why am I doing this? maybe because I couldn't see any future in India anymore? or maybe because I have no one over there and I will drown myself in loneliness?

I don't know why is the reason but I felt like I had to move away from here, my homeland, wherever I go my roots are here, I will always be an Indian.

We both got on the flight. I am seeing outside the window, whereas uncle is going through some files.

"The journey is going to be a long one, you can have a nap Ashi" he spoke and placed a small duvet over me.

He was about to leave my side "Uncle" I called him.

"What is it Ashi?" he asked.

"I am trusting,you" I said.

He flashed a genuine smile and nodded at me.