“Get away from me” she hissed. “Not until you say the truth” My grip tightened on her shoulder.
“Fine! I fucking hate you, happy?” She yelled pushing me away, as if it’d work. I took a step back myself.
“Now, tell the full truth. Why. Did. You. Take. Aaliya’s. Place.” I asked trying my best to stay patient.
“What if I don’t tell you?” She asked taking a step forward. I cocked a brow at her confidence even after committing so big crime.
But I still managed to not sound as angry as I really felt when I leaned closer to her and whispered “You’ll regret.” She glared at me.
“Just like you regret betraying your bestfriend?” I said. “Sorry, she wasn’t even your friend. You didn’t just betrayed her, but her whole family.” I chuckled.
“Not only her and my family but also your family, ohh wait, If you are a cheater then why would your family be so great? maybe your family was also included in this wasn’t it? Did your father asked you to do this for my busi–” I was cut by a hand pressing over my mouth.
My brows crooked as I watched her breath nervously and heavily. “Call me whatever you want and I deserve it but not my father.” She requested moving her hand off my face.
I looked at her for another number of seconds to wonder why she can’t just tell me the fucking reason.
I’m trying my best to not come to any conclusion before knowing her side because that’s the last thing I’d ever do but she’s even making that hard for me.
But it still couldn’t help my rage when I held her by the arms again before pinning her back to the wall. “Fucking tell me why you did it.” I asked her for the last time because I don’t know what I’m going to do after this.
“You’re hurting me…” She hissed against my grip and I only tightened it.
“Tell. Me” I repeated. “I. Won’t. The only thing I can tell you is whatever I did was for Aaliya.”
“Anything but betraying her by taking her place in her wedding and marrying me wasn’t for Aaliya.” I said.
“Anything but I didn’t kill my bestfriend!” my breath stopped.
“What? Did you expect that I don’t know about it? I know every fucking thing about you!”
You don’t.
“But yeah, I’ll have to say, you planned very well. First killing him and then, getting your hands cleaned by your dear father’s money.” Flashbacks filled my head.
“I swear I didn’t..”
“You killed him, You killed my-“
“Noo…….” I yelled holding my head. “No, no, I didn’t. I, didn’t”
“What did he did to you?? Why did you killed my–“
“Nooo” I tightened my hands on my head. Her cries echoed in my head.
“Arhaan, I have to tell you something”
“Aaaaaahhhhh” I winced from he sharp pain in my head. “Arhaan!” I heard Akshara shouting before blacking out.
How can I do this. How can I use his trauma to win over a fight? I placed my hand on my forehead as I saw the doctor checking him.
“She’s responsible for this too. Didn’t even entered the house completely, already started attacking my son.” Probably his Aunt yelled.
My concentration is on Arhaan. A tear rolled down my cheek. From the moment I came here. I’m crying myself and making others cry. I looked at his mother crying for him sitting beside him.
Here, I am standing at the door looking at him. I don’t even dare to go in front of them.
Papa informed me about this just a day from the wedding. He didn’t informed me much except the fact that he was accused of killing his bestfriend. He also told me the fact that it wasn’t proved and his father managed to close the case.
I didn’t even considered before saying that to him.
I pleaded his father to let me check on him but he said that he doesn’t believe my skills. At this point, I think he’s right.
I messed up. Everything.
“Arhaan, beta” His mother shouted pulling me out of thoughts and I looked there to find his eyes slightly opening.
“Maa” he said in a weak tone. “What happened, bhaiya?” Sanya asked and I looked down squeezing my eyes shut from the guilt.
“I saw his pictures” he lied glancing at me. “I warned you all before too that he’s pressuring himself too much for his death and that’s not good for his health. He’ll have to stop or he’s health will get in danger.” The doctor informed before going back.
Everyone talked to him and walked out, leaving him for rest. I remained standing at the door.
“Do you want me to throw you your pillow there?” He asked me suddenly sounding so normal.
I took small steps towards him.
“I’m sorry” I maintained to say without my voice sounding wobbly. “It’s okay.” And that’s it I couldn’t stop my tears more.
“I’m” sob. “really” sob “sorry” sob
“I shouldn’t have mentioned that, I’m really sorry” I cried.
I swear I don’t cry this much
“Hey, hey, it’s okay” He offered a dry smile, slowly patting my shoulder.
“But it wasn’t my fault alone.” I said as soon as my tears stopped. “Did you realised what you said? You could ask me straight to tell you why I did it, I was even going to tell you myself. You didn’t had to drag my father and family in this” I sobbed.
“Fine, fine, sorry” He said walking back towards the bed.
I stood there, preparing everything in my head, from the first letter to the last letter.
“I did this all because…” I spoke and his head jerked to me.
I licked my lips before taking in another long breath. “Someo–” and after all this courage, he interrupted me.
“Let’s talk about it tomorrow.” He said and my eyes widened.
“You s-sure?” I asked taking a step ahead in surprise and he nodded.
Wasn’t he the same person who was just yelling at me an hour ago to speak? What just suddenly changed now?
“W-why?” I’ll wonder later why I’m suddenly stammering so much.
Or maybe it’s better for me, he wouldn’t have the idea about what the real reason is and it’d be better to talk about carefully in morning than at night.
“Because I expect you to he prepared till then to let me know everything.” He answered with no expression and I offered him the slightest nod.
“You can go to sleep” he said.
“And..what about us?” I asked pointing a finger at us. “Divorce” he said. I smiled like an Idiot. I’ll be free soon.
“But…where do I sleep?” I asked looking at the only bed. “Ohh, you can sleep on bed, I’ll sleep on the couch.” He said taking his pillow from the bed and walking to the couch.
“No, I can’t let you sleep on couch when your health is not very well.” I said walking to him.
“I’ll sleep on couch” I said. “Fine.” He said going back and hoping on the bed.
He has already changed. Here, I’m not able to open the hook of this lehenga. It was hard as well to wear it myself but opening it myself is like impossible. So I have no other option than sleeping in it.
I lied on the couch. After trying my best to sleep for 30 minutes, I stood up. “Arhaan, are you asleep?” I asked.
“No” he mumbled. I’m not able to sleep because of the couch but why hasn’t he slept yet? “Why?” I asked. 1,2 and 3. I’m still waiting for his reply.
Fine! “Is your guestroom empty?” I asked. “No” he said. I’m very sleepy but I can’t sleep on that uncomfortable couch at all.
I stood there for a minute, biting my lower lip before walking to him.
“Suno na” I nudged him.
“Bolo na” He replied. “I can’t sleep on couch.” I said. “Fine, sleep on bed,I’ll go sleep on it” he said standing up and walking to the couch again. “No, wait.” I said takin the pillows and placing them in the middle of bed.
“Now we both can sleep on the bed. I saw this trick in a movie” I told him. He came back and lied beside me. “Was the pillow still at place in the morning?” He asked.
“Yes, it was on place” I said closing my eyes.
“Suno na” he said after a long silence. I am sleepy but still I also can’t sleep tonight. “Bolo na” I said. “Koi galti ho jaye to maaf kar Dena” I turned to him to see him hiding a smile. “Kaisi galti?” I asked him. “Wo wali” red flushed in my cheeks. “K-konsi wali?” I turned away from him to hide any reaction. “C’mon You know it.”
I stayed silent. I know he enjoys taking fun of me. I started sleeping again.
“Suno na” he said again. I sighed. “Bolo” I said. “Aaj hamari first night hai na” I sat up.
“Besharam,sahi kaha tha maine tumhe. Abhi to tum mujhpe gala phar rahe the ab?” I asked. “I was just asking.” I heard him chuckle again. “Tum…bhad me jao” I said before sleeping.
But still, can anyone sleep in a wedding lehenga? Even if someone can, I can’t. “Arhaan” I said. “Hmm” Doesn’t he sleep? “Can you give me your T shirt? And a lower too?” I asked. He nodded and walked to his cupboard and pulled out a T-shirt and lower and threw it on me.
I ran to the washroom and quickly changed. It was impossible, but somehow, I managed to open the hooks.
“Finally…….I can sleep in peace” I said falling on the bed.
I’ll have to find that letter writer soon.
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