Translation: We vowed to to live and die together, then why am I living a life worse
than death? We both had the same hopes, we both decided to get together
and live life together. Then why did you go far away from me? Why did
you leave me alone? WHY?
"Where are we going?" she asked Yash
once he started the car.
He stared straight ahead at the road and
Why was he ignoring her? Annoyed, she
turned her body around to face him.
"Tell me!" she demanded, "I think I
deserve to know, otherwise I can call this kidnap."
She was surprised to hear him chuckle,
still staring directly ahead. "Go ahead, call this kidnap. You got in the car
willingly. I didn't force you to come with me."
He had a point. She turned her body
back around and scowled, folding her arms across her chest. They drove in
silence for a few minutes until she couldn't take it anymore.
"Yashji, you know you're such a nice guy," she said, trying to sweet
talk him, "Please tell me where you're taking me."
He stopped his car on the side of the
road and turned around to face her. His face held a somber expression.
"Where you should be right now."
"What do you mean? Please stop
talking in codes Yash!" she replied, frustrated. "You're so damn mysterious. I
don't even know what's wrong with you. One moment, you're an asshole, and the
next you're very concerned about me? Yet you didn't even know my name... I
think you're from another planet. There's no way you can possibly be human!"
She took a deep breath and glared at
him, silently demanding answers.
"Aarti, trust me. You'll see for
yourself... I should have told you before, but I wasn't sure. I didn't know
about your feelings, or I promise I would've told you!"
"What are you talking about Yash?"
she asked him, confused. "Please be clear."
Yash sighed and looked away from her.
It was almost as if he was scared to face her. "You won't believe me if I tell
you. Please understand Aarti... you'll have to see it for yourself. First tell
me what your relationship with Prashant is."
"Oh God, Yash are you trying to
propose your love to me or something? Why the hell are you so concerned about
mine and Prashant's relationship... it has nothing to do with you!"
"Aarti," he said sternly, "Just tell
She glared at him. She wasn't going
to tell him... why should she? She and Prashant had agreed to keep their
relationship a secret. It was Prashant's idea, not hers. She wanted to tell the
world that they were together, but he said it was better that they kept their
relationship hidden. His reasoning was that people would spread rumours. He
told Aarti that they'd tell their friends later on. Only Mansi and Sunita knew
about her relationship with Prashant, nobody else. And she definitely wasn't
going to break Prashant's trust for a stranger she'd met the previous day!
"We're just friends," she lied,
looking away from him.
"Is that so?" Yash asked her. "So
it's one sided love?"
Aarti glared at him again. Why was he
so stuck up?
"Who do you think you are to call
this one sided love?" she snapped, not caring anymore that she gave it away. She knew that he was provoking her to confess, but she couldn't help it! "He loves me just as much as I love him!"
"Really? Then why hasn't he asked you
out?" he asked her sounding patient.
Who the hell was he to talk when he
hadn't asked Arpita out himself? That was if what Mansi had said was anything
to go by. She decided to trust the information she had received from her friend
and use it to her advantage.
"Ask Arpita out before you talk," she
yelled, her face burning, "At least my fiance
had the guts to ask me out."
Yash looked alarmed that she brought
Arpita into the conversation. He looked like he was going to say something, but
held it back.
"Interesting, so you two are
together. Anyways, I could care less," he told her darkly.
What was wrong with this man? Why
would he ask her anything about her relationship with Prashant if he didn't
"Then what is your problem?" she asked,
pressing her lips together, annoyed beyond belief.
"Because I feel bad. I don't want
anyone to go through this," he told her honestly.
She was confused now. Utterly
"Once again, please speak clearly,"
she said adamantly.
"Aarti, see for yourself. Just
promise me one thing."
She raised her eyebrows. Who was he
to ask her to promise him something? But nevertheless, she was curious. "What?"
she asked him rudely.
Aarti glared at him. "Why would I cry
at something you want to show me? Don't think you're that important to be cried
Yash looked frustrated.
"Just come out," he said through
She opened her door and exited the
car, feeling a gust of wind blow right into her face, causing her hair to fly
back behind her. She shivered, it was quite chilly now. She looked at her phone
and saw that it was nearing one in the early morning.
She licked her lips to moisturize
them and turned around to see Yash staring at her with a concerned expression
on his face. How was she able to decipher his expressions, but not make sense
of them? He baffled her.
"Yeah, where are we going?" she asked
him, ignoring his expression. After all, yesterday when she asked him if he was
okay, he had replied very rudely.
"Follow me," he answered coolly.
He started to walk ahead of her and she
followed him immediately.
Where was he taking her? And why did
he ask her not to cry... why was he so concerned about Prashant? Why the hell
was Yash Scindhia so much like a puzzle?
He stopped in his tracks, and when he
stopped she stopped too. They were outside Nida Gill's house. She was a rich
girl who had a reputation for being the bitchiest female on campus. Aarti never
talked to her, but knew all about her from many people.
"Yash? Why did you bring me here?" she asked him, wondering if he had gone crazy.
"Just wait," Yash told her. "Be
He grabbed her hand and crouched down
behind some bushes with her. Now she really thought he was nuts.
"What do you mean be patient?" she
said loudly. She was so loud that Yash had to cover her mouth with his hands.
"Be quiet," he said in a hushed tone.
"Just wait and watch."
Just then, she noticed Nida drive her
car into the driveway. This felt wrong, spying on someone like this... and Yash
had been the one to call her a spy yesterday. What a hypocrite.
She kept on watching the scene
unfold. When Prashant exited her car too, her eyes widened.
So many questions ran through her
mind. Prashant was here? He knew Nida? Why was he here at night? Did Nida have
a brother or something that Prashant needed to study with at one AM?
Aarti looked at Yash and whispered,
"What's going on? I'm confused. I'm not watching anymore... this isn't right. I
trust Prashant, he wouldn't ever do anything stupid, and if he knew I was here,
I wouldn't be able to explain myself. I have to go. Let's go Yash!"
Yash squeezed her wrist.
"Watch," he demanded quietly.
She opened her mouth to protest then
turned around to watch instead. She was here already, she might as well just
They headed towards the house. Nida
seemed to be looking around for her keys. She didn't appear to find them
anywhere, so she turned to give him an apologetic look.
"Sorry Prashant," she told him,
Her tone made Aarti's insides boil.
How dare she talk to her Prashant like that?
"Who the hell..." she started, only to
have Yash clasp his hand over her mouth once more.
"Quiet," he snarled.
She looked in front of her again.
"It's okay Nids," she heard Prashant
Nids? He was on a nickname basis with
her, and he didn't bother telling her about Nida? What was going on here?
"In the car?" Nida asked in a soft
voice, almost seductively, walking
closer to Prashant and playing with the collar of his shirt.
Aarti was fuming by this point. Prashant say no, she pleaded in her
Prashant took Nida's hand and started
to make his way towards the car with her.
"Do you have it?" Nida asked him.
Prashant took out his wallet and
handed it to her. "See for yourself," he said with a wink.
Nida opened his wallet and took out a
condom. Aarti covered her mouth with her own hands this time to prevent herself
from gasping. Mansi was right! But the bigger question was why Nida needed to
know if he had a condom?
She slipped the condom in the pocket
of her jeans and handed the wallet back to Prashant who tucked it away
"Let's go in the car," he told her.
"Not quite yet," Nida said in a
Then she walked close to him, pushing
him against her car, pressing her body against his.
Aarti was about to shoot up and
separate them when Yash wrapped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her
close to him.
"Keep watching," he told her.
"Yash, I can't watch this! I have to
stop it before Prashant does something stupid under her influence!" she pleaded
with Yash, "Please let me go."
"Aarti he's done something stupid
long ago. Just watch otherwise you'll find excuses for his behaviour."
Aarti could feel her lips tremble as
she watched the rest of the scene.
Nida slid her hands up his neck, and
into Prashant's hair. She leaned forward and kissed Prashant passionately.
Aarti felt her heart sink in her
Then Prashant kissed Nida back with
even more passion, grabbing her bottom in the process.
Aarti couldn't take it anymore. She forcefully
pulled herself away from Yash, got up and stormed up to the two of them.
"I trusted you!" she yelled through
tears, "I trusted you Prashant. I trusted you."
They broke apart immediately. Nida
licked her lips and stared at Aarti curiously.
"Prashant, who's this?" she asked,
raising her eyebrow.
Prashant looked alarmed.
"Aarti, let's go somewhere else and
talk about it," he told her calmly.
"No Prashant!" she yelled. "No! We'll
talk about it here. Don't I matter to you? Why Prashant, why? You promised me
your life. You promised me the future. You promised that we'd get married!"
Prashant looked scared.
"Aarti... who said I'm taking back
that promise?" he asked her.
Then she felt a warm hand on her
shoulder. Yash's hand. He followed her here? She thought he'd continue to hide
behind the bushes... but he had the guts to expose himself in front of
Prashant? If she wasn't so preoccupied with what had just happened, she might have even admired him.
"Nida," Yash said, "Take your house
keys and go in. I got them from Arpita. Let these two sort out their problems."
Nida nodded, took the keys and
vanished inside the house, looking perplexed the whole time.
Then Yash turned to leave, but Aarti
grabbed his wrist to stop him.
"No Yash, please don't leave me," she
begged, her eyes glistening.
"Yash?" Prashant asked, "Was this
He sounded like he'd been betrayed.
"Prashant you don't play with a
girl's feelings," Yash said angrily. "I told you the other day too. You just
don't break a girl's heart! I told you not to hurt Aarti, but you didn't listen
Aarti fell to her knees as they
spoke. Their words barely reached her ears, all she knew was that she had
broken down crying.
"Why Prashant?" she whispered from
the ground. "Why?"
"Because I was confused Aarti. I love
you Aarti, I want to marry you. But I have feelings for Nida too, and she was
willing to give me more than you were right now. I couldn't leave you because I
loved you. I still love you."
"Then leave Nida," Aarti whispered
hopefully. "We'll try again, please leave Nida. I promise that I'll never bring
this up again."
"Aarti, I can't... I can't leave her.
I... I really like her Aarti. I can't."
Aarti suddenly got furious. She got up,
wiped her tears and glared at him. "So you can two time us, but you can't leave
one of us?"
"I'm sorry Aarti," Prashant told her
sincerely. "I'm sorry, but... I just can't be committed right now. Let's be
friends, let's get married later on, but let's not be serious right now. Let's
enjoy ourselves. Please."
"NO!" she screamed, "NO Prashant! You
can't do that. I would never cheat on you, but you cheated on me. I'm willing
to accept you back, but you know it yourself that you wouldn't ever take me
back if I did what you did! Prashant, what more do you want? I'm taking you
back right? Please Prashant, don't do this."
Aarti closed her eyes and grabbed his
shirt. "Prashant, don't leave me," she begged, placing her head on his chest.
Prashant held Aarti's shoulders,
pulled her from him and looked into her eyes. "I'm not leaving you," he told
her. "I'm not going anywhere. Aarti, I'm still here. I just don't want
commitment at the moment. We'll get committed once we're done enjoying
Frustrated, she let out another
painful sob. "Prashant," she whispered, "Please. You know you love me. Don't
say that. We'll be with each other, and only each other. P... Prashant, please
She leaned closer to him, pulled his
head down and leaned in to kiss him, but Prashant backed away.
"Aarti, please stop it!" he said
Aarti felt her heart break into a
million pieces. He was willing to kiss Nida, but he couldn't kiss her? He
kissed her the other day, what was his problem now?
"P... Prashant? Don't... Don't... I att... attract you anymore?" she asked him painfully in between sobs.
"Aarti, you do! It's just... now's
not the time."
"Time? There's a time to kiss your
"No, Aarti it isn't like that. We
"Prashant!" she shouted through tears.
"The other day you were the one telling me you wanted to be with me, you were
the one convincing me that we were together... but now you're saying that we
aren't? Now you're telling me that that was all a lie?"
"Yes!" Prashant finally yelled fiercely,
losing his cool. He grabbed her shoulders forcefully and looked straight into
her eyes. "Yes it was all a lie! Are you happy now? I lied to you okay? Because
I didn't want to hurt you. I love you Aarti, dammit I really do! But I want to
enjoy myself right now. I promise we'll get married. I promise you I won't
marry anyone else but you. But right
now, right now... I just can't be committed. I don't want to be."
"S... So this is it? You're breaking
up with me? For another girl? For Nida. You're going to leave me?" she
whispered, her eyes glossing over with a new layer of tears.
be a nightmare,
she thought to herself. Please let me
wake up now. I can't bear this anymore.
Prashant turned around as Aarti fell
down to her knees once more, holding her hands together against her mouth and
"Yes," he said, unable to look at
Aarti felt teardrop after teardrop
fall from her eyes, one after the other. She couldn't breathe. She needed to
get out of here.
She took off her heels and sprinted
towards Yash's car barefoot. Her blue dress flew behind her. She didn't even care
about the cold anymore. She wanted the wind to take her away. She wanted to go
under her covers and fall asleep forever. The pain was overwhelming right now.
As soon as she reached the passenger
side of the car, she tried to open the door, but to no avail. It was locked.
Aarti fell down into a heap on the road. She leaned against the car and cried.
"Why Prashant? Why?" she whispered to
herself. "Why did you leave me?"
Just then she felt a hand on her
shoulder, and she smiled through the tears.
"Prashant?" she said hopefully. "You
came back for me?"
Then she turned around to face Yash
and her smile dropped. He bent down, held her shoulders and gently made her
"Come on," he said softly, opening
the passenger side of the door for her. "Come in."
She got in without a word.
She hated crying like this in front
of anyone, but right now, she had no option but to cry. Her heart wasn't
letting her feel anything but pain.
He drove to a beach. It was about two
in the morning at this point.
"There's nobody here," he told her
quietly, "I always come here when I'm sad. There isn't ever anybody here."
He helped her out of the car and put
his arms around her shoulders as he steered her towards the water. He sat her
down on a rock directly in front of the shore and he sat down beside her, on
the same rock.
"Why did he leave me Yash?" she asked
The tears weren't falling anymore.
Now she just felt dead.
"Am I not pretty enough?" she added,
seeking an answer.
Yash looked at her and in a genuine
tone, told her, "You're beautiful Aarti. He's a jerk. You deserve better."
Aarti shook her head.
"I deserve him. I need him Yash... I
won't be able to live without him. I need him. I need him to come back to me."
She felt a sob escape her mouth again. She leaned in to Yash and gently rested her head on his shoulder. She
could feel his arm protectively wrap around her body.