A house full of questions

As soon as he asked, “Are you okay?” she tried to respond — her lips trembled, her voice shaky,

“I... I…”

and before she could complete the sentence, her eyes rolled back and she fainted.

For a moment, he froze. His heartbeat skipped, panic rising in his chest.

“Hey! Hey, get up... what happened now? Hello? Can you hear me?” he said, lightly tapping her cheeks.

But there was no response.

“Oh God…” he muttered, looking up helplessly. “I just told you not to make her ask me any more questions, and now you made her faint?! If you had to make her faint, at least u should do it earlier— I wouldn’t have had to lie so much!”

He sighed, running his hand through his hair in frustration. “You’re really enjoying this, aren’t you, God? I get it, you’re watching me suffer and laughing. I was supposed to attend a party tonight… look at me now!”

He looked back at the unconscious girl, still breathing faintly.

“What do I even do now? I don’t know her name, I don’t know her address… I can’t just leave her here like this.”

He glanced around — the street was quiet, the night growing colder.

“Doctor? No, it’s already late… and the clinics on the other side of town get closed until now.” He groaned. “By the time I go there and come back, she might…”

He shook his head quickly, cutting off the thought. “No, no, think, Shreyansh, think!”

And then, suddenly — an idea.

“Home…?”

He froze again. “Wait— what the hell am I even thinking?! Take her to my house? Seriously? What will I even say to my family??

He looked at her again, her pale face barely moving with each breath. His heart twisted.

“Damn it…” he muttered under his breath, “there’s no other choice.”

He gently lifted her motionless body and placed her in the back seat of his car. His heart was pounding fast, and his hands trembled — a strange mixture of fear and helplessness. Just as he got into the driver’s seat, his phone started ringing.

“Hello…” he answered, trying to sound as normal as he could.

“Bro, where the hell are you? We’ve been waiting at the party for an hour!” his friend shouted from the other end.

Shreyansh closed his eyes for a moment, exhaling deeply. “I’m sorry, man. Something urgent came up. I’ll meet you guys tomorrow.”

A disappointed sigh followed. “Fine, but you better have a damn good reason.”

“Yeah, sure,” he murmured, ending the call.

The silence that followed felt heavier than ever — only the soft sound of Shreya’s breathing filled the air. He sat there for a few seconds, staring blankly at the steering wheel before starting the car.

As he began to drive through the empty road, thoughts flooded his mind like a storm.

“I’m taking her home… but what will I even say when they ask? Who is she? Where did I find her? Why is she unconscious?”

He ran a frustrated hand through his hair. “I’ve never taken any girl home before… and tonight, of all nights, this happens.”

He glanced at the girl lying beside him, pale and still, and muttered under his breath, “Think, man… think of something believable. Something that makes sense.”

He sighed again, shaking his head.

“You have no idea what you’ve put me through,” he whispered, looking at her with a mix of concern and disbelief. “Since the moment I met you, all I’ve done is lie. First, I lied to you… now I have to lie to my family. God knows how many more lies are waiting for me.”

He gave a small, nervous laugh. “Damn, I’ve never been this scared before. Not even during my final exams.”

His gaze softened as it fell on her face again. She looked so calm, almost peaceful — as if sleeping in a world far away from all the pain she had just felt. “And you… you’re lying there so peacefully, while I’m the one losing my mind here,” he whispered.

The road stretched endlessly ahead, darkness wrapping around them like a quiet secret. He gripped the steering wheel tighter and drove on — not knowing that this single decision… would change both of their lives forever.

After wrestling endlessly with his thoughts, Shreyansh finally reached home.

He parked the car in front of the large iron gate and just sat there for a few moments, staring blankly at the steering wheel. The silence around him was deafening. His heart raced as he looked at the unconscious girl beside him.

“What the hell am I supposed to say now…” he murmured to himself, running a hand through his hair. “Well… whatever happens, happens.”

Taking a deep breath, he stepped out of the car and walked around to the other side. Carefully, he lifted her into his arms and carried her inside.

The moment he entered the living room, everyone froze.

His parents were sitting on the couch, and his two younger brothers, Aarav and Armaan, were playing a video game. Within seconds, all eyes were on him.

A mix of shock and confusion filled the air.

His father was the first to speak, his voice firm and slightly angry.

“Shreyansh… what is this? Who is this girl? And why have you brought her here? Why is she unconscious? What on earth is going on?”

Before he could even open his mouth, his mother spoke — her voice soft but filled with worry.

“Yes, beta… who is she? And what is she doing here in this condition?”

From behind, Aarav and Armaan exchanged mischievous glances, clearly enjoying the scene.

Aarav smirked. “Bhaiya, why are you so quiet? Come on, tell us… no need to be nervous!”

Armaan laughed. “Yeah, bhaiya, what’s there to hide? If she’s your girlfriend, just admit it. We won’t tell anyone!”

Shreyansh blinked in disbelief. “Girlfriend?” he repeated, completely thrown off.

Armaan chuckled again. “Oh, so that’s how you planned to introduce our future bhabhi, huh? Just bring her home unconscious so we can’t ask her anything?”

Both brothers burst into laughter.

Shreyansh’s jaw tightened. “Can you both just shut up for once?” he snapped, glaring at them.

Aarav raised his hands playfully. “Alright, alright… we’ll stay quiet. But at least say something, bhaiya, right Armaan?”

“Exactly,” Armaan nodded, still grinning.

Before the teasing could go any further, their father’s voice boomed across the room.

“That’s enough! All of you, quiet!”

The laughter died instantly. His father turned back to Shreyansh, his expression serious.

“Now,” he said slowly, “are you going to tell us what’s going on?”

The room went silent again — everyone waiting, eyes fixed on him, while Shreyansh stood there, clutching his nerves and trying to come up with a lie convincing enough to hide the chaos that had just entered his life.

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