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The driver opened the door for her. She adjusted her saree and got down nervously from the car.
Her legs were shivering
Her hangs were freezing
Her stomach was having 1000s of summersaults
She was having difficulty to breadth.
She steadied herself on the ground looking nervously to the guest house main gate.
She flinched with the noise of ignition of the car. She looked back to see the car retreating from her leaving her in the darkness of the night under the cloudy hazy sky, no stars to see her, no moon to guide her, it was darkness everywhere. She closed her eyes and exhaled. There she is today. She was going to be impure forever, he was doing to be touched by the person whom she doesn't feel, all this for the love of her life, her pulkit, a lone tear rolled down her beautiful soft cheeks. "Pulkit, please forgive me" she could only tell it to herself. She looked at the sky to search her parents, but alas they were not there to see her, "how can they?" she thought. No parents can see her daughter like this giving away her soul just for money. She felt disgusted; she felt no less than a prostitute today, who sleeps around only for money. In fact she was even worse than them, atleast they are not committed, they are not into any relationships, but she...she sighed.
He could hear the tinkles of the ice in the glass, making himself a drink on the rocks, it has been ages he left drinking but today, he felt the urge to take a sip or two. He did not know why his mind was not working the way it should have. He tried to be normal, but he was not.
He called up someone and after talking for 3 minutes he disconnected the line, feeling a little sad. He looked at his phone and searched pulkit's no, he had a photo stored in his mobile with his no, a smiling one. He pressed the remove pic button and deleted his picture. "Damn It". He gulped the rest of the drink in one go and removed his jacket.
He heard the door bell, he turned to look at the bedroom door, after placing the jacket on the bar counter, and he walked out of the room and went towards the main entrance.
Khushi gradually prepared herself for the worst night in her life
The night, which is going to take her soul
The night, which she had never ever dreamt to face in her life
The night, which is going to haunt her forever
The night, which is going to be the turning point of her life
The night, which she was going to sacrifice for her love.
The night, she will become impure. Maybe her body will become impure but her heart?
Tears shed for another person are not a sign of weakness; They are sign of pure heart...
Her lips curved into a smile, while her eyes filled with tears..."Khushi, tu yeh sirf aur sirf pulkit ke liye kar rahi hai...itna mat soch...tera jism maili ho sakti hai par tera soch kabhi nahi...(khushi dont think so much, you are doing it only for pulkit, your body can become impure but your soul, uoir thinking is pure)
She wiped her tears, tucked her saree and finally walked towards the main door.
She stood there for few seconds prayed to her devi maiya for the last time and pressed the bell.
Arnav opened the latch and saw her.
A cool breeze blew, it was about to rain he thought, she met her eyes with him, "Come in" she heard.
Arnav moved to give her space to enter.
"Third room from the right" she heard him again. She could hear him locking the main door.
The passage was dark really dark. She could hardly see anything except the tiny jet of light coming from a wall. She tried to move when she heard him again "are you planning to stay here for the rest of the night?" his voice was dangerously dark, his attitude like a roaring lion.
He walked passed her and opened the door and went inside. Khushi realized it was a door not a wall from where the light was coming.
She grabbed her saree, lifted it a bit and followed him.
She entered the room nervously. The ambience itself made her so scared that when she was brushed by her own pallu she screamed and hugged him from behind clutching his t-shirt, spilling his drinks.
She instantly moved back "I am Sorry, I am really sorry..." before she could say anything further he splashed his drinks on her face and pulled her by her hair.
AHHH! She cried
She fisted his t-shirt somewhere near his neck.
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He picked her up in his arms and rushed to the bathroom, he made her sit on the floor, resting her back and rushed to the tub, opened the tap, closed the trap and started filling it with luke warm water.
He rushed to her and grabbed her, he jerked her once " Khushi!"
"Khushi!" he called her again, jerking her this time.
Khushi looked at him with dead eyes and blinked.
Arnav slapped her hard on her checks making her come back from the shock.
Khushi saw arnav and finally started reacting, her breathing increased, her face muscles now reacting; she looked at him he looked at her.
what happened next, arnav had never imagined to happened.
She crashed herself in his chest hugging him tightly crying madly, as if she was about to chock.
Arnav: Stop it Khushi
Khushi: I...I am...Sorrr...aranv ji...i...i...lied to you.
Arnav held her droopy head for support.
Khushi clutched him more and more.
Arnav picked her up and placed her on the tub.
AAAH! She cried in pain.
Arnav looked at her state and hated himself for the first time for feeling guilty.
Khushi held his hand, stopping him from moving out of the bathroom.
Arnav could still see her blood oozing out and getting dissolved in the transparent water.
He placed his hand on her core while she held his hand.
He pressed it for some time so that the blood stops and he was successful in doing that. He once again picked her up in his arms and took her to bedroom. Khushi rested her head on his chest and closed her eyes.
He placed her on the bed and wiped the water from her body, slowly cleaning her core. He removed all her clothes and makes her wear his. He could see that she had given up. She did not have that resistance anymore. He felt that he has practically raped her and that very word made him mad. He immediately placed a quilt on her got out of the room before loosing his temper once again. At any cost he just could not hurt her more than this. For the first time in his life he was in the same situation which he hated the most.
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i just came across ur ff and i must say its amazing! i really like the concept and ur way of writing and for some reason i really like the dark character of arnav.
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