Chapter 9

 

In my opinion this is the best part i have written so far prove me right or wrong

Part 8

2 months later:

Angad and Sahil are really good friends now its amazing as to how many things they have alike. Even Sahil is quite taken by Angad and knows that they would be really good friends if Angad hadn't been part of the organization that he was so desperately trying to bring to ruins. But no matter how good of friends, he knew that one of them was going to end up killing the other there was just no other way.

Kripa slept on the comfortable bed but her face was screwed up in concentration, there was sweat all over her face, it wasn't a nightmare that she was seeing. She was reliving the most horrible chapter in her life.

Kripa was by the dresser getting ready trying on different jewelry to see which one suited her best. Prithvi was going to be home any second now, they were attending a party it was Prithvi's family friend. Kripa liked parties; it was just an excuse for her to dress up. She was wearing a low neck red dress, she finally put up the long dangling earrings and the heavy necklace and chose something simple from her collection of delicate jewelry. She put it around her neck trying to hook it together. That was the worst part about wearing jewelry, it was just too damn hard to tie it from the back.

She then felt a hand touch her partially bare shoulders, a shock wave rambled through her body, making her jump few inches above the ground. She looked into the mirror to find Prithvi smiling at her, "need help?" he did not wait for an answer he took the chain from her hand.

Kripa did not like this much of closeness, even after what Sahil had told her she would never do what he had asked. She had half the mind to run away and live her life the way she wanted to. But she knew she could not she would be found within days. Her husband, or her brother would not rest until they found her, "Its ok I ll do it myself." Kripa said trying to keep nervousness out of her voice.

Prithvi did not listen he moved her hair to the front, and since her dress was backless, revealing her back. Kripa tensed hoping against all hope that nothing happened. She had saved herself for so long and she was hoping that god would help her again. He tied her chain, putting her hair back to their original state. She breath a bit freely, "thanks" she said walking away from the dressing table, "you should get ready Prithvi we need to get going."

"Maybe I don't want to go." He said pulling kripa closer with his arms around her waist.

"…Prithvi let go of me we need to get going." Kripa said with nervousness apparent in her voice.

"Why do I always feel like ur running away from me." he said rubbing the back of his hand to her cheek.

"Its nothing like that," kripa said quicker then she attended to, "its…just that this is not the right time."

"Its never the right time!! We have been married for 8 months now, but we have never been closer to each then a hug."

Kripa forcibly relaxed herself, she knew she must if she wanted to get out of this situation, She unwillingly went closer to him, she put her hand on his cheek, "Prithvi, you know how much I love u, please don't say that. We need to get going."

"Tell me why u married me!"

"Prithvi…" she tried to get away from him, but he cornered her to the wall

"We are not going anywhere until I get to the bottom of this."

Kripa desperately racked her brain but for the first time had no excuses. She could not tell him the real reason because she would betray her brother, Prithvi if he ever found out the real reason would kill everyone that she knew her brother, Ria, Tarun. She could not let that happen no matter what happened. She had no choice there was only one solution. She put her arms around him and kissed him… to be continued…

 

i suppose many are thinking this is not that bad why did i say this was the worst chapter in kripa's past well... i havent gotten to the worst part yet!!

 

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