Deal With The Ordeal part 8

Ron felt a certain sense of vibration in his unconscious state, his mobile was vibrating in his pocket.
He blinked his eyes a few times and closed it again. He had a reminiscence of the things that had happened a while ago, he checked his watch it was 10 past 30 in the night.
Ron got up to his feet, somehow he felt a lot fresher apart from the headache he slowly returned to the conscious state.
"Fuck man where are they, where is Arjun?" said Ron to himself totally unware of the ordeal that Arjun had to go through.
His mobile rang once again, and Varun's name flashed on the screen.
"Where are you mannnn!!!!! i 've been looking all over for you!!!" said Varun demandingly.
Varun was a guy who Ron and Arjun met at their gym. Well lets just say the duo thought he was one of the coolest guys to hang around with, from women to booze Varun provided it all. Of course he was no pimp and the guys were not even close to making out with any of the women.
But he was a guy with connections, local goons, drug pedlars, second hand bike dealers.
It was he who got Arjun his Rx 100 for a measly 8000 bucks price tag not to mention the bike was in superior condition.
Arjun and Varun were like two brothers, both devoid of parental guidance, money, love.
But quoting their words they always said " We have each other mannn" which was mostly followed by a bear hug which almost squished the smaller Arjun. Ron did not engage in such "futile" hugging tendencies, he was actually the "lover boy" among the group.
As Arjun always said about Ron " Ek baar jo isne commitment kar diya toh phir woh apna lannd ka bhi nahin sunta".


" I am at C.D block near the first island, come fast i can't find Arjun" said a panicked Ron
After sometime a distant headlight flashed grew on Ron's face and thunderous motor was becoming louder.
It was Varun.

Ron explained the entire situation to him during which both finished an entire packet of Goldfalke.

"Should we call Prakash" said Ron.
Varun nodded.

But before they could dial both heard some movement behind the bush which was accompanied by feeble shouts of anguish.