No update tmrw.

So enjoy this little one hehe.

Kabhi gardishon ka maara
Kabhi khwahishon se haara
Roothe chaand ka hai chakor
Zara se bhi samjhote se
Yeh parhez rakhta hai kyun
Maane na kabhi koi zor
Duniya jahaan ki bandishon ki
Yeh kahaan parwaah kare
Jab kheenche teri dor
Kheenche teri dor...

Manchala.. mann chala teri ore
Manchala.. mann chala teri ore

Chapter 17

Mehek walked down the steps, Shaurya was waiting for her at the bottom. She wore a long black dress, with silver intricate work on it. There were no sleeves so her neck was completely a devoid of jewellery. Her long hair fell down in curls down her back. Shaurya held out his hand for her, and Mehek reluctantly placed her hand in his. Karuna ma beamed, at them.

"You look so beautiful together She said.

Shaurya had some charity ball to go to, he was the main speaker and Karuna ma seeing the invite had insisted that she go with him. Shaurya's hand on fell on the small of her back. Mehek felt his fingers touch the ends of her hair. Mehek looked up at him. And Shaurya was still starring at her.

"Who chose this dress? He asked in friendly manner yet his eyes held mild irritation in them.

"I did, out of all of them I think this one was the best Karuna ma said happily. Shaurya said nothing.

"I wish you would come with us too Mehek said.

"Oh dear I think you two should spend more time alone, I am always here She said pushing them out the door.

The rest of the journey went by in silence.

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He left her side as soon as they arrived and grew busy with other people. Mehek had always hated these parties and found a chair and just plopped down. Her feet hurt, she hated the shoes, she half wanted to just walk around barefoot. Mehek played with the end of a napkin, music started and Shaurya asked someone to dance. Mehek tore the end of the napkin and frowned. What the hell? How could he do that, she was his date/partner. She should have been the first person he asked. Mehek exhaled and looked up a younger guy was at her side.

"Hi He said nervously. Mehek kept looking at Shaurya and did not really pay attention to him.

"My names Vikaar can I have a dance with you? He asked her, Mehek looked up at him and took his hand. She wanted so badly to hit the girl that danced with him. Mehek felt the guy tell her something but she did not really hear him.

Shaurya noticed it a minute later and glared at her. Mehek glared back at him.

The music stopped and he continued dancing with that short thin witch, in a revealing red dress. Mehek walked off in annoyance. She did not even want to be here anymore, she thought as she walked down a deserted corridor. She pulled of her shoes in anger.

"Hello Mehek The voice chilled her to her core. Sandeep. Mehek felt bile rise in her throat. She stumbled a little and her vision blurred.

She turned around and took a step away from him.

"I have thought about the day I would see you again He said grabbing her wrist, so hard she felt like bone would snap in half. Mehek's chest felt heavy. She felt like she would faint. She tried to steady each breath she took.

His hands were touching, her those hands that hurt snow flake all those years ago. Mehek tried to scream but his hand came over her mouth.

"Your boyfriend is giving a speech he won't save you now, like he did all those years ago. He could still blackmail me with his stupid pictures, but frankly after seeing you tonight I have decided on one thing I will taste every inch of this skin and then throw you back in his face. Only that will satisfy me... Mehek kicked him and tried to escape. He twisted her wrist and a sharp pain stabbed her. She screamed loudly but it was stifled by his hand. Mehek bit his hand.

He let her go and slapped her so hard that she fell onto the floor. He grabbed the end of her dress and dragged her. Mehek heard the material tear. She screamed as loud as she could but the music was on so loud no one could hear her.

"HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! She screamed.

"Shaurya!!!!!!!

Again, and again.

Mehek was unsure what happened all she felt was Sandeep kick her, and tell her to shut up.

And then he was gone.

Everything went blank.

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Shaurya.

Shaurya Khanna hated every second of the entire evening he hated these goddamn parties. He hated that his mother had forced him to come for one. He hated that he was with her here. And that all he could think about was how beautiful she looked across the room, sitting alone. How that black velvet dressed hugged her soft curves like a glove. He spotted one of his business partners daughters Stella. She was annoying but he needed to distract himself from her. Mehek Sharma had always been a head ache his entire life. Growing up she had been like a pesky annoying bug that loomed around him ordering him constantly around. She had always been a princess, a f**king princess. That was the apple of his mother's eye. But as he got older and so did the princess, she was like a storm in his life. Or perhaps trouble. Like on big shit storm constantly causing problems.

She was angry, she always got angry. When he spoke to another girl. She would drive them all away. Stella hugged him and she went onto the floor with another guy. Some younger guy. It angered him to no end how every man in the room looked at her. The kid probably had not seen her come with him. He wanted to walk over and drag her away from that kid, who kept starring at her boobs. Shaurya looked back at Stella and, when he looked up he saw her walking out.

Her long black hair was so beautiful as it tumbled down her back.  The kid followed her out of the room. Why was he following her out?

"Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to call Shaurya Khanna... He went up on the stage. He looked around the room and weird feeling settled over him.

"I work with code all day, when I first started I never thought that... He said there was music on.

 He kept looking at the door. His tie began to suffocate him. As he thought of the kid touching her. He would kill her.

"Excuse me he said, everyone looked at him confused. He walked towards the door and pulled his tie off the kid was standing against the wall on his phone.

His eyes narrowed where was Mehek?

"Where is Mehek? He asked the kid looked at him blankly.

"Where is Mehek the girl you were dancing with?

"Oh, she went that way I think He said, looking confused.

He walked down the corridor and he heard a whimper being drowned out by the music. A large man was bent over her, she was on the floor, in a ball. She was holding her hands over her face.

He grabbed the man and pushed him away.

He looked at her and her eyes closed. Sandeep. Sandeep had hit her. He bent down and touched her, a cold chill ran down his spine. Sandeep ran backwards.

 "Mehek He touched her, he had slapped, her. Something nagged him, he had seen her hurt before! Sandeep had hurt her.

Before. he held her against him.

He picked her up.

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"7 ribs were broken, she has severe damage around the pelvic area, her wrist was broken, Miss Sharma is lucky that the perpetrator was stopped in time...

Shaurya s hands shook. He would kill him. He had blackmailed him with the fact, that he had dealt with drugs illegally, after hacking him. but now it would take one phone call, one phone call and he could have him put in jail. But he would not make it easy on that asshole.

"Will she be ok? He asked him, the doctor frowned and looked back at Mehek, she looked unbearably fragile in the bed. Her hand was in cast that animal had broken her wrist. All of the anger he felt towards her had evaporated, the thought that if he had not come there, she could have died. He felt innately shocked. He reached out and touched her hand. He had let her go. Never again. Never again.

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Mehek woke up, she could hear a beeping next to her. Shaurya was sleeping near her holding her hand. Mehek winced and tried to remember what happened and how she got there. Very slowly everything started to come back to her. Sandeep, hurting her. Shaurya woke up, when she pulled her hand away. His eyes had bags under them.

Seeing her awake, his shoulders sagged, and he bent down and kissed her forehead. There was an inherent softness in them.

TO BE CONTINUED...

RKDEWAANA2017-08-07 13:04:44