Scene 9
Ananya trudged down the corridor trying to steady her hands as she carried the tea tray precariously towards the living room. She tried to convince herself that the shaking in her hands was an innate response to gain balance and avoid spilling any tea rather than any nerves settling within. Her body was still sore all over from that fatal encounter last night. She had repeated her shower ritual right after in guilt of the intimacy she indulged in with Garv, as hopeless as it was to conceal the bite marks dented along her neck and shoulders. She had chosen to wrap her shawl in such a way that hid her love wounds, hoping against hope that it wouldn't raise any suspicion.
She entered into their room and wore a face of forced serenity as she delivered them their tea. Samar was still asleep while Amar was buttoning up a checked shirt. He turned around to the noise of her footsteps. Nothing in his expression conveyed any sign of suspicion instead his face lightened up as she entered.
'Morning Ananya' he said quite pleasantly leaving the top quarter of his shirt unbuttoned
. Just like Garv, though with more modesty, Ananya remarked, dispelling the thought as quickly as it came. She found it rather funny how differently the brothers behaved when she met them individually. He was nothing like his usual egoistic self, the fact that he had reverted to calling her by her name rather than the almost condescending and degrading manner he normally addressed her in from 'dulhaniya' to 'laundiya' spoke volumes. Yet she wondered at this change. Could it be another ploy they were staging? You could never be too safe around them, she had learnt that much till now.
Ananya effected a cheery response and handed him his cup. He paused regarding her curiously before taking a sip and putting it down.
'Thanks. Hold on..' He picked up a nearby cushion and whacked his younger brother up. Samar groaned in vexation as his sleep was disturbed and rolled off his covers. He jerked up instantly as he saw Ananya and fell off the bed in comical fashion hurriedly scrambling for his black vest which he slipped into as he stood up to greet her blushing profusely.
'Morning Chote Thakur' She said trying to contain her laughter and handed him the tea. It was sort of endearing to see him redden from embarrassment of being seen shirtless before her. Did she really think that or was she just distracting herself by looking at the lighter side of the brothers, in desperation of trying to ram out any thoughts on Garv Thakur..
Stop it Ananya.Her thoughts drifted back to the two brothers before her. As the two youngest of the 5 they tried their best to live up to the image perpetuated by their elder brothers and their controlling mother..what would it take to rupture that? Ananya wondered. They eyed her with interest as she turned her back on them and rifled through their wardrobe pulling out their creased clothing.
'Im doing a load of ironing' she said in response to their questioning stares.. They watched her in pensive silence as she sorted through their crumpled clothes. Although overshadowed by their elder brothers Ananya couldn't help but remark how undeniably handsome they were in their own ways, really any girl might easily fall for their boyish charms. Yet the reminder that she was their wife stung her. She could not imagine herself in intimacy with either of them. Last night Garv had claimed her, his image was stubbornly ingrained within her, his possessive touches engraved upon her that as hard as she may try just would not wash off. She shuddered at the thought of her having intimate relations with anyone else other than him now. How could she when her mind was consumed by thoughts of him, her body ached for his touches and her heart..she didn't know what her heart wanted.
'Whats wrong Ananya?' Amar spoke seemingly concerned bringing her out of her reverie
'Oh.. its..nothing' she said quietly.
'You don't seem yourself today' he continued a flicker of doubt in his voice.
She smiled reassuringly before looking away furtively.
'I had trouble sleeping last night, that's all.'
She took their empty cups from them and placed it upon the tray set on the side table as she did her shawl slipped off her shoulders. They furrowed their eyes while looking at the rashes but she hastily covered herself up again.
'Are you sure nothing's bothering you Ananya?' Samar inquired.
No, I'm not sure, someone is bothering me, my space, my thoughts, my peace..
'Drink up fast, breakfast is ready downstairs'. She said distantly. They eyed her with appeal as she walked passed them and exchanged sly glances at each other after she left, their former arrogance returning in full force.
'Shes hiding something bhaiya, maybe we should follow her.' Amar nodded his acquiescence and they pursued her out.
She left them starting for Shakti's room. They stopped short of Shakti's room eavesdropping in on their conversation. Soni came out of her room and spotted them. She quickly pulled them away under the pretext that their mother needed them to do some work. The brothers shot daggers at their sister before reluctantly leaving.
Shakti was rummaging for something in his drawers when she disrupted him. He directed his gaze to her as she posed the tray on his table. Ananya forced a smile and repeated her message for breakfast.
He strode to her towering above her as he neared her and locked into her gaze.
'You don't think I know what's going on?'
Ananya looked up at him with an angelic look trying her best to appear ignorant.
'What are you talking about?' She said pleasantly
'The milk you gave us yesterday..you were trying to drug us.' It wasn't a question. She continued to look up naively at him. Shakti gripped her wrist and pinned it behind her back.
'Dont lie to me Ananya, I know you too well, I know you inside out' he said frustratingly pinning her arm up against the wall while leaning into her.
Ananya grew anxious wondering if he had found out about her intimate encounter with Garv. She looked unfazed as he continued to tighten his grasp.
'Speak Ananya. ' he continued to drill her looking at her searchingly while she merely looked at him in defiance.
'What were you trying to do by drugging us?'
'Trying to keep you away from me as much as possible.'
'You really think we were going to take advantage of you?'
'Its happened before hasn't it?' She said quite sternly. He brushed away her comment and instead said,
'What are you hiding?' His eyes drifted to her neck and he prised her shawl off while slackening his grip on her wrist.
'Who did this to you?' he spoke with a sudden change of genuine concern and tenderness. Though this quickly rendered into an abrupt impatience when she was silent and he probed her further.
'Look you're making a big mistake with Garv, you are only destroying yourself by being with him.' She shrugged him off her and stepped away from him while gazing at him enquiringly.
'Why do you even care Shakti Thakur?' Weren't you the one who bought me into this doomed marriage? She said solemnly.
He relapsed into silence and lowered his gaze from her challenging stare.
Who are you to me now Shakti, it's all your fault I'm in this mess that I am.She walked away gravely leaving him downcast. She hadnt denied that she had been with Garv. Shakti upturned his chair in aggravation before falling on the bed in sober silence.
Now the hardest. She would have to face him some point. If she let him knew how much an impact he was having on her it would defeat her purpose and she didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing that, it was enough that he had lured her in to that stage.
She knocked at his door but there was no response. She entered his room. He was sleeping soundlessly, without any covers, she watched the muscles in his back rise and fall with each breath he took as he slept.
She set the tray quietly and knelt down by him. He turned around on his back and slept with one arm behind his head. She became mesmerised by his unusually peaceful countenance, he was anything but that yet in sleep he looked the image of innocence. She was tempted to kiss him as he slept. Without thinking she began to extend her hands to his face and cupped his cheeks, he felt warm. She planted a kiss on his forehead and turned to go. Garv opened his eyes and grabbed her wrist. She felt the throbbing of her heart as he stood up recalling the familiarity of his body heat as he pulled her back to his chest narrowing the gap between them.
'What are you doing in my room?' He said softly from behind her
'I .. I bought your tea' she quivered, failing to conceal her apprehension. She felt his breath on her neck and shuddered.
'Stay.' He commanded and began to wrap his arms around her sliding his hands along her arms and through her fingers before closing them in a clasp and stroking her hands gently with his own. She felt his hot breath on her neck as he brushed his mouth against her skin and felt his contentment at the curling of his lips against her skin.
'Garv I-'
'What?' He probed, adamantly squeezing his arms around her whilst kissing her neck softly. She shut her eyes and turned her face away in timidity as he kissed her neck and throat insistently before she angled her face over her shoulder towards him meeting his lips with hers. He smiled coaxingly at her as she gazed at him nervously.
'Garv don't do this.' She said in a frail tone. He was tempted to throw her on his bed and make love to her there and then, to prove to her that he didn't need her consent. She was his. Only his.
'Why?' He breathed, eyes gleaming with desire, a tinge of fury in his voice.
She looked at their reflections in the mirror, looked at his wild eyes that pursued her. He brushed her hair away from her face and nuzzled close to her.
'Are you worried dear wife' that our secret will be discovered.' He pulled her in a crushing embrace and turned round to face her. She cast her eyes downward as he leant in to her till his mouth brushed hers, mesmerised by her fragile beauty.
'Garv please' she gazed at him entreatingly while his eyes twinkled with malice and he kissed her long and hard. It caught her by surprise and she raised her arms up against his body successfully pushing him away with every strength left in her. She wasn't going to let him do it again. She turned for the door but he swiftly pulled her back and pinned her down on his bed.
She felt suffocated as he held her still and regarded her with a burning desire; he wanted to chain her up and tie her down, where no one could reach her except him..
She turned her face away from his as he pressed his face against her and whispered into her ear with gritted teeth
'You belong to me Ananya. Just me'
Something in the way he said the words made Ananya warm up inside. It was unbecoming of her..
I ought to hate him for what he did, what he is doing to me.. She turned her face to his again and kissed him trying to match his vigourous pace, she felt his taut firm muscles flex against her body as they kissed. She wanted to touch him and as if sensing her need he released his hands from hers and slipped them up her waist, inching closer to her blouse. She wanted to repel him but found herself drawing him closer as she slid her hands up his chest and round his neck. He lifted her round so he was lying down on the bed and she was above him. Her long tresses fell against him, her eyes were glazed, and he became magnified by her natural beauty. She slid her hands slowly up his chest while keeping her eyes locked on his and brought her lips to his in a passionate kiss. Their bodies brushed teasingly against one another but she broke off the kiss before they could go any further and moved off the bed. He sat up and leaned to the side planting his elbow on the bed examining her with a mixture of contempt and attraction.
'Get back here' he said dangerously
She backed away keeping her eyes fixed on him and ran out from the room before he could do any further damage.
Edited by daenerysnow - 9 years ago
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