Betrayal - Rahul Nuthakki

Betrayal

Sunny was sitting in a dark room, leaning against the wall,pointing a pistol to his temple. He looked vanquished. He was crying uncontrollably.He knew that he has done wrong…That he was guilty….He shot five times, five bullets. The sixth one was still in the barrel, waiting to pierce through his head.

Sunny pulled the trigger…the gun clicked but nothing happened…..Death decided to taunt him..like life….

He remembered the day they met. The day it happened to him,his first love. He found the connection rather instantly. He saw her at a wedding. They talked a couple of times. After the wedding,they haven’t met for a while. Sunny tried very hard and found her number.

He called her up. “Ruby” he said.
“This is Sunny.from the wedding.do you remember me?”
“oh yes i do.How are you Sunny?”
“Yeah i’ve been good.I was just wondering if you wanted to meet for a coffee”

She agreed.They met almost every day, for eight long years. “Eight long years..” he thought.

Sunny pulled the trigger again. The gun made the clicking noise again. “Death is playing hard to get” thought Sunny.

……….They have been together longer than many of their friends have been in any relationship. It was beautiful.

They made plans for the future,too.

Then,it happened. She started asking him to open up to her. Asking him what he does for a living. She has asked him before but he evaded the question every time. For he was into no ordinary business.

He is a covert operative,but on the wrong side of the street. He is not with the government or with the police. He is with the bad guys. He does the deeds for them, He carries out the deals for the organisation. Sunny is the main operative, and he operates from his city only There was not much travel involved. Which is why he could pass it off as a normal office job to everyone.

The third time..he pulled the trigger for the third time. The click almost sounded like a jeer to him. it was as if life and death were jeering at him in unison, at the joke all of this has transpired into….

“Why dont you tell me what you do?” she said
“It is none of your business.but i can tell you that i love you beyond measure” he cajoled her in his arms. They were in his apartment, having an early morning coffee.
“What would you do if i cheated on you?” she asked.
“No,you wouldn’t do that.” he said and planted a kiss on her lips.

Sunny took another shot,for the fourth time,almost certain that the gun won’t show him any mercy,any consideration to his agony. The bullet never came out….

He got a text message on his phone. He had a job to do, according to the sender. He dressed up, went to the office for the briefing. The boss was already there,looking at a file.

“This is a very important elimination” he said
Sunny simply nodded.
The briefing went on for a while. Then he asked who the target is. The boss told him that he will be shown the target at the spot.But he was told that the target is a very high placed employee in the government’s covert group.

He walked into the hotel, which happens to be the spot for that day’s execution. The target was in room 501, and he has to ensure minimal damage and disturbance. He loaded his Enfield revolver and his pistol,just in case. He caught a bartender, killed him and swapped clothes. Just like in the movies. “They get it perfectly right” he smiled.

He knocked the door that read 501. Someone inside said “come in” He opened the door.

What he saw inside took him by complete shock. He had never envisaged this in the wildest of dreams……

His head took a spin. He was shattered. There she was, in bed with the target. His girlfriend of 8 long years, sleeping with someone else.He felt the world fall apart,around him.

He recovered soon enough, Closed the door behind him

“Sunny what are you doing here?” she said,covering herself up.

That was the last question she ever asked.Sunny acted swiftly. He took out the handgun, shot five times at what was his whole life in person. She crumbled there, into a heap, in the sheets.

Then He emptied the revolver into the target, with angst.

Then,he locked himself up in the toilet. Sunny cried and cried for hours together.

Sunny took one more shot,for the last time. A bullet pierced his temple…it didn’t hurt him as much as the betrayal did. He lay there, lifeless

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