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AWESUM PART!!!!!! 👏
cant wait 2 know her dark past....
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hey Aishu cont soon! n thnx 4 tha PM/update!

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Great part👏.Seems like they couldn't live without each other.Curious to know her deep dark past.Continue..........

Ok so in this short "beautiful" past u wrote, how old were Kripa and Angad?? It was very cute Aishu!! I wonder what went wrong since everything seemed so....well awesome.

Sorry, again guys for being a total late latif but what can I do? I am ridiculously busy these days and my end of year exams for every subject (xept EMS) r coming up.

Plus im barely getting the comp coz my bro also has exams cumin up n apparently they are more important than mine.

Right now to the part. I know this is lazy but it is either this or nothing. I never knew it was so hard to write a deep dark past! The part will be posted in lots of little parts and eventually ul have the whole part. DW, something important will happen in each sub-part so u hopefully wont be bored.

Oh yeah and pms will b goin out after ive finished the part completely.

Part 18:

The day was the day after her graduation and there was not a shadow of a doubt in her head that what happened that day was no misunderstanding from her side.

Everyone was at the celebrations and typically, practically everyone was smashed by the end of the party. Kripa did not drink so she felt out of place whereas everyone else was completely drunk. One thought echoed through her mind over and over again. Angad where are you? He was supposed to come to this party but had not turned up. Even though Kripa was worried about him and wanted to go find out where he could possibly be, her friends fobbed her off with an excuse and made her stay.

Finally the party was over and Kripa sighed in relief walking towards the door. Suddenly somebody grabbed her. She was being pulled somewhere! The person had their hand over her mouth so screaming was useless. Nobody even noticed as everybody there was wasted and most had gone. After a short time of darkness a candle was only just dimly lit giving the room an eerie ambience'

She was made to turn so that she could look into a pair of steely grey eyes. She gasped as she noticed who it was. Relief flooded through her and so she hugged him instantly. Main kya kuch soch rahi thi. Obviously yahan kuch nahin ho sakta hai'

"Prithvi!!! Thank god it is you! I was wondering who it could possibly be. You scared the life out of me you know!" She practically screamed the words at him- still in terror.

He lifted up her chin slightly so that she looked into his eyes again and she could see the fire burning in them. That fire was nothing like what she had seen before. It was destructive and would take a lot with it. Even Kripa in her startled state could see that. It was almost as if pure evil was dripping from them or something. He was getting closer and closer. Now Kripa was not born yesterday so she decided to use her brains to get out of the situation cleanly.

"Prithvi' I think somebody is calling me. Can you hear that? I better go" She struggled free and took a step towards the door. He instantly pulled her back so that she collided into his chest. Automatically she remembered that day at the park when AK had confessed. But this was nothing like that even though it seemed the same. Kripa was wincing in pain and yet Prithvi didn't let go.

"Not now' not yet." Her heart had started thumping steadily faster now- and it was nothing to do with attraction for the man behind her.

She turned to face him again.

"Prithvi' I need to go."

"Not until'" She feared what meaning those words might have.

"Prithvi, I want me to go!"

"I don't." He replied calmly.

"Well not until'" He came closer and dipped his face to meet hers '

but she turned so that his lips touched her neck. She winced at the touch of his cold lips and tongue on her bare neck.

"Prithvi' Angad is my boyfriend."

"I know, but I also know that he won't be for much longer. And anyways, I love you and u love me-that is all that matters" She was baffled at his statements and hesitantly said

"Prithvi, I love Angad. I do and I always will."

He raised his face so that he could look at her in the eye. She was glad he was not kissing her neck anymore but the look in his eyes made it no easier. By now Kripa was beyond petrified. But her love for Angad would not stay quiet.

"Oh but you wont. Because after this night' you won't love anyone but me Kripa. Is that clear?"

Kripa opened her mouth in automatic protest but Prithvi's lips came down on hers. She was disgusted! His tongue was about to explore her mouth but she wrenched his mouth away from hers to preserve whatever shame there was left. But that seemed to be the end of her resistance however as he encased her in his arms so that resistance was futile and he was coming down again but she trashed her head about, hoping for a good ending to this and fast!

"LET ME GO!"

In response to that he flung her on the bed and practically tore her top off of her. A few tears escaped her eyes but aside from that, her face showed no emotion whatsoever as the shock and humiliation was too much for her to bear. He came closer, and closer. In one last cry of distress she shouted "ANGAD!" wishing that her love was strong enough to make this cruel torture stop!

Almost as if in answer, a phone (presumably Prithvi's) started ringing and Kripa took the oppurtunity to run as fast as she could for her life! Prithi turned around to chase her but she had already gone out of the room and locked the door from the outside so that he was trapped! But still, she didn't stop running, she kept running till she saw some other people and then realising that she was wearing nothing but a bra! She quickly ran into any old room to save her humiliation. And there she found a sheet there that she wrapped around herself before running again- this time out of the door. She kept running' and running. Trying to free herself of the horrendous memories this night had caused. And as it flashed through her head again, and again, the long unshed tears spilled out like a waterfall. Not stopping for even a second. Eventually she reached a house which she pounded the door of even though she knew Angad would not be there, still clutching her sheet desperately and wailing as if it was the end of the world. Who knew that this night held even more pain for Kripa than it already seemed?

She continued to pound the door, still wailing like a child but for her dignity back. She knew there was only one person that could make her feel better and that was Angad. He was her cure for anything and everything. She couldn't think straight right then or else she would have left, as she knew he was not there. However, she must have been in luck as he did open the door and was in mid-shout . "What on '"

"Kripa? Come in'"

She instantly lept at him. Clinging onto Angad for dear life as he attempted to drag her inside. If Kripa was even the slightest bit in her senses she would have noticed that there was a girl there who looked anything but decent and judging by the piles of books scattered everywhere they were 'studying'. If she had noticed she would have seen through the pretense automatically as Angad was never the 'study types'. However she didn't and even when Angad told the girl to leave politely- she was oblivious and continued to clig on to him whilst crying. She might even have noticed the irritated look Angad had on his face- if she had cared to look but she didn't.

It was Angad who had to stop her eventually though as he sighed and pulled her away from him and pasted a concerned face on himself. She looked at him and started answering the look in his eyes that clearly said "What Kripa?!?"

"I sob I sob sob who main wahan bursting into tears"

Angad sighed again and for the first time noticed that she was wearing a sheet around her. His cunning little brain knew exactly what to do.

"Kripa- tum, yahan aise!"

"*still crying*"

"Well anyways since you are already that far'" He reached for her but she just hugged him. He took it in his stride and tried to kiss her but she was crying too hard.

"Kripa stop crying." He had said that with a concerned tone in his voice but she was still continuing.

"Kripa STOP CRYING!" She was silenced instantly even though her eyes still spouted silent tears. She looked up at him. He did not elaborate but instead tried to take the sheet off of her but she stopped him.

"Angad nahin' yeh galat hai." However he gave a stern look that she could just not ignore and allowed him to kiss her. He had done it passionately but for once- she could fee no love in it at all. She could not respond but she could not push him away either. She just didn't have the strength to do that- mentally or physically. Angad tried to deepen the kiss and he continued till he got bored of her unresponsiveness.

Seemingly concerned he said "Kripa come up to the bedroom. I'll get you sorted" Now you would have thought that Kripa would know better but Angad's wish was her command. She could never doubt what he said. And in the state she was in just then, if he had told her to jump off a cliff, she would. And even if there were any doubts in her head, they all would have cleared up at his next sentence.

"Come on, you'll catch a cold. (The door was still open and of course she wasn't wearing much)" Hope was revived in her somewhere. Now that was the Angad that she knew. Seeing him once would make her heart content yet hungry for more all at the same time. She followed him like a bee to honey and her now gullibe mind only wanted to be safe. And safe was with him. Or so she thought.

They entered the bedroom and he sat her on the bed. He got down on his knees and looked straight into her eyes with his face so close to her so that all she could see was his warm chocolatey eyes and a deep voice that said "I love you"

She may have even succumbed if it weren't for the image of Prithvi coming back to haunt her. She sat upright with a jerk-her judgement of right and wrong returning to her slightly.

"No Angad'this is wrong."

"I love you'I want to love you. What is wrong in that."

For once Kripa had no answer- or was too emotionally unstable to think of one but whatever it was- she did not reply. She even let him take off the sheet covering her without any response. It was as if she was a lifeless rag doll. However, she was alive enough to notice how his lustful eyes were drinking up the image of her body. The look made her cringe. This was sinful! He tried advancing towards her whilst fiddling with his own buttons but she moved back on the bed. He forgot about his buttons and reached for her again. "No!" It was a shrill cry that came from her but went unnoticed as Angad advanced and started kissing her in places that Kripa did not even want to think about. He started upwards moving his way down'This wasa the second time this night that someone had attempted to rape her but his time it was different. Much , much , more scary. This was the man she loved. This man or at least the man that was present before this night was the love of her life. And despite herself being physically capable (maybe) she could do nothing to stop him. Her own love would take her to the pits of hell! "No!" She cried again and this time with a response. He rose, anger clearly evident in his eyes that had hardened to steel resembling a certain other pair that Kripa would never would have wanted to remember again. His eyes' They were'Prithvi'No'NO! Is all that ran through her head before she acted on the current of panic running through her for the secong time this night and pushed him off of her with all of the force that she could muster. He forcefully grabbed her hair and tipped her head back so that he could kiss her'