A promise

That deafening gunshot was still ringing in my ears making the scene in front of me go blur, as I watched him fall to the ground with a final thud. I could not even say a proper goodbye to my brother. I look up and see a look of triumph on his killers face, I try to reach the killer, but his goons have held me in place. The killer laughed menacingly at me, and then he bent down to my eye level and said to his goons, "Release he

r, let her run to her dead brother". Then he looked at me and said " You saved him five years ago, you saved him when I kidnapped him, but you could not save him today. His death was inevitable after what he did five years ago. You cannot escape your fate in this world. Remember that."

I look at the killer's mask covered face and ask " What are you talking about? What happened between you and my brother five years ago? Whatever happened was with a girl who was mentally unstable and was just blaming my brother for something he did not do." The killer held my neck and choked me and said " You saved your brother from a lifetime in jail five years ago just because you are a CBI officer. But you forgot one thing, KARMA. You think that the girl was unstable? You think Rape makes a girl unstable? You think that your fucking Gay brother did not rape me just because he is gay? Well, you are wrong, he raped me and left me in between an empty road that night. He raped me to prove to his friends that he is not gay, that he is as straight as any of them, that he could also do things with a girl like a normal guy can. So, you better accept that your dead brother was no saint and neither are you. Yes, I am that girl who was raped five years ago, I am standing in front of you while you, you are being strangled by me at this moment." The killer finally took the mask off and saw that same haunting face that I had seen five years ago in the court.

I look at her and say in a breathless voice " You, you did all this? Why? My brother was proven no guilty in the court. All the pieces of evidence pointed at your boyfriend. Then why did you do all this? Why did you kidnap my brother as well as his colleagues who were present in the court five years ago and got them raped? You know, the doctor right back then, you are mentally unstable. You have cooked up a story with which you have convinced yourself. My brother has always been innocent. I have always carried the load that I could not help you get the justice that time, but today I feel that you do not deserve it. You killed my brother, you kidnapped all these men, you got them raped, you got them molested, there is a capital punishment waiting for you, and this time I will tell the court to not leave you."

I looked at my brother's lifeless body and cried. Since the goons had left me, I tried to get up with my broken leg, and rush towards my brother. When I reached him, I took him in my arms, reminiscing the time when I had taken him in my arms for the first time when he was born. I had promised him that time that I will protect him always, and today, I had failed. I hugged his lifeless body and wept. All I could do was keep telling him, how sorry I was for not protecting him. It felt like ages, but I heard the police siren and wiped my tears. I closed my brothers' empty eyes and told my last goodbye to him. I saw a piece of paper in my brothers hand and removed it, It read " Dear sis, I love you, I know you have tried your best to remove me from this mess, but I guess my time has come to tell you a final Goodbye. Keep loving and keep progressing. You are the World's Best Sister any gay brother would ask for."

"So, you found the last note your brother would ever write to you? How do you feel? Sad? Broken?" Said the voice that I loved. I turned back and saw the love of my life with his hands around the waist of my brothers killer. He said " You thought that I loved you? That I cared about you? This all has been an act to get your brother in the open and kill him, just like your brother killed my love the day he raped her. You said that I was the one to rape my love? No, it was your brother, but you guys caught me when I reached there to save her. You thought I was the culprit, but it was your brother, and he deserves this, so do you."

I looked at him with disgust and said " I wish you knew the whole truth, then maybe you would not have supported her. But, it is said that love makes us do things that have no limits. You used me to get to my brother so that she could take her revenge, whereas, I loved you for who you were. My love was pure, but your's was filled with intentions. Maybe, my love lost, but you both also do not have a pure form of love. She was raped and you both are convinced that it was my brother, but today, I want to show you a proof that I did not present in front of the court that day to save her from humiliation."

I opened my phone and showed them the video that I had never watched after that dreadful day. It clearly showed that my ex-love was the one to rape my brothers killer and my brother was the one to save her. My brother had got injured very badly while saving her. She had got both the guys mixed up. When the video ended, my brother's killer looked at me with horror finally realising her mistake. I switched off the video and walked away from there silently mourning the loss of my brother.