My Blood ?

My dad and some of his friends decided to go on a trip and someone suggested that they take their families together instead of just going by themselves. So, there we were, boarding a bus, which was about to pick up three more families for a nice trip to Mussoorie. I never liked such trips, but my parents had convinced me of great fun.

My mother and father were the two people I loved the most and would do anything for them. My father, around five feet eight inches tall, a really good man and a man of his word, was about the only person whom I could trust. He kept a moustache but did not mind trimming it at times. He had great determination and was the most disciplined man I had ever seen in my life. My mother, on the other hand, was fun being around. I used to fight with her at times, but that did not matter since she did trust me a lot. She was about five feet tall, with a beautiful face and a well maintained body. She was a hardworking woman who would never leave anything undone if that seemed to be a part of her job.

There were two families in the bus but they were the only two in the bus for whom I was travelling, untill the last family boarded the bus and in it, the girl I liked the most, Aishwarya ! Ohh My GOD !! Aishwarya was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen in my life. She used to study with me in school and as far as I remember, she was amongst the toppers of the class. She had real attraction to mathematics and was sharp in calculating long multiplications without even writing anything. The last time I had seen her was in class eleventh when I left the school. She was also about five feet five inches tall and was very thin. She used to wear spectacles and had a white complexion which usually made her face glow. She had now brought back all the memories of my school days and even the thoughts of marrying her after school.

So, I was in the bus, with the girl I loved for almost about two years, who hadn't even greeted me since she had entered the bus. I went to her, told her who I was and sat down near her just to talk to her. As she realised that she had been with me for two years in school, she told me that I had grown real thin and sexy. Well, that did bring some happiness to my face and I blushed. The three day trip was about to be the most beautiful trip of my life. Whenever and wherever I got the chance, I used to talk to her trying to know how to impress her and what both of us had common and the more I talked to her, the more I kept falling in love with her.

We had booked a hotel for two nights at Mussoorie. The hotels were big, showing that a lot of money had been used there. All of the families had separate rooms. The second night, I sneaked out to the road and sat there, facing the deep valleys in the mountains trying to figure out how I would be the next day for Aishwarya when it was the last day of the trip. During that time, two black Safaris stopped in from of the hotel making a loud screeching noise. I heard the commotion the people in the Safaris were causing and decided to see what was going on in the hotel. The hotel manager told me they asked for my room number. Confused as to who they were, I dashed to my room. The sight there confused me even more. My father asked me to wait outside till the elders got to figure out there differences. While closing the door, I saw Aishwarya's father sitting there. I could not understand what was going on.

Spending some time in the lobby made me overthink the situation and I started thinking that they were talking about me liking Aishwarya. But how could they even get to know that I liked her. I never showed this to anyone, nor did I ever say this to either her or anyone else. Then I saw Aishwarya coming to me. She sat beside me and started talking to me. This was really wierd as she seemed to be just making things up to talk and she had never wanted to just talk to me anytime during the trip. But, how was I to know what was about to happen next ?

Then I saw my father coming up to me and slapping me hard on my face. He said that I had broken his trust by not telling him that me and Aishwarya were in a relationship and that he got to know this from her father. WHAT ?? In a relationship ? But I just met her in the bus ?? He then dragged me back to the room and asked me to stay away from her till the end of the trip. Before sleeping that night, my father pledged that he would never see my face again if I talked to her. All the time, I was just trying to prove to him that I was not in a relationship with her. That night I couldn't sleep. What was this even happening ? This was all going over my head. I did not talk to her the next day even if she tried to talk to me. I guess, this wasn't working for some villain in the bus, so he tried to take one last hit at this and whatever he did still hurts me all the time. He took us to special place he knew near Mussoorie, or that is what he told us, and took out a gun. Everyone there was shocked, or I must say, my family was shocked, the three uncles knew what was happening. To me, this was supposed to be the most beautiful trip but did not seem to be going good now. Then the villain fired another statement against me which I do not remember exactly but had a lot of abusing words that made me feel uncomfortable. Somehow this time, my father tried to hit this man. He tried to go towards him but was stopped by a stone hurled at him that hit his head. He fell down unconscious. My mother, understanding what was going on shout out for me to run. Run ? Why ? My father had been hit by a stone on his head, was unconscious and my mother had been just caught by the person who hit him to not let her run away. Another person was about to catch me but I escaped. I ran, two of them after me, trying to catch me. One of them even fired a bullet at me, which swayed past my left leg, hurting me bad so that I wasn't able to run anymore. The two men dragged me back to the place. I was bleeding profusely. The villain shout at the men dragging me, to stop the bleeding as my blood was important. Why ? They strapped me and hit me with something because of which I fell unconscious.

I woke up in a bed, and my left hand had been strapped to a bottle collecting blood through a syringe. Also, I had been strapped to the bed so that I am not able to move. After some struggle to get out, I lay down motionless on the bed. After a while, some woman came in, took out the syringe out of my hand and took my blood. I tried to ask her what was being done to me and why I was here but she ignored every question I asked. The next day, someone visited me. He looked to be a doctor. He told me all about why I was kept there.

I was born with a defect, a rather beautiful one, where my blood could cure any disease possible on this Earth. I never knew this till now. The next thing he said relieved me. He said that they would release me now and that they had got all the blood they wanted from me. They dropped me at my society. I walked back to my home. A lot of people were gathered there. A lot of people mourning something. I thought they were mourning because I was gone. But as I proceeded inside, I realised they were mourning someone else. They were mourning the death of my parents. Those bastards had killed them. Both of them lay dead, right in front of me. I cried, and then thinking of something got up and started walking out of the house. I called Aishwarya asking her for her father's number. I called her father, and said that my only use now was with that doctor there, who could now take all the blood from my body, untill the time of my death. They sent a car, which took me back to the lab.

It's been a month now. My parents are dead. I have not seen anyone except the nurse who comes and takes some blood from my body every now and then. I tried to kill myself by cutting my wrists but they did not let me die. I am just for a single use now, cure people of anything !