Siddhima Tujhe Bhula Diya 7/15 pg 70 - Page 3

Arps! Hahahahaha You know you love me 😉

Anyways 5 days Sober *high five* I am four days Sober and I am having Sid withdrawal symptoms but getting through them, just about 😆. Your OS is kind of helping! 😛
I know going outside for a 30 minutes is so much better than wasting that time watching the show!

SidShi ☺️ They are just adorable! Aww man I want to just hug them both! My angels! 😃

Anyways Awesome part!

Cont soon.

Oh and you have another FF to update as well! Don't forget, I am going shopping today, I will buy champals, tomatoes and eggs to throw at you!

But in all seriousness, aww I loved Sid's support to Shilpa and Sue and Sid aww she is the best sister, you kept the suspense up well till you said Superboy and I was like its Sue.

But as I was reading the part I really thought Shilpa called to say Riddhima had committed suicide or something 😕 but I was like it was a happy call.

Can you please not keep this suspense going I don't like it! 😆

I can't wait to see what happens next.

Loved the jeeja saali conversation.......U r a amazing writer

So here's another update...

Part3

Sid parked in the structure glad for once that they still lived in the penthouse, which meant they didn't have a driveway so he wouldn't get drenched on his way to their penthouse. He out of the car and thundered erupted outside as he gathered all of his belongings and as he shut his door the sky lit up with lightening. Sid's pace automatically picked up as he thought to himself how afraid Ridz must be she hated storms almost as much as she hated the dark. In fact, since that night he finally confessed his love to her she had told him that the only reason she was even able to enjoy the rain was because it brought back to her that memory, but that thunderstorms when he wasn't around still made her anxious. He got into the elevator and hit he button for their PH and he felt the smile curl on his lips as he thought about how much more she would cling to him because of the weather outside. The elevator dinged and he stepped out of it and walked, okay more like sprinted, towards the door to their house as he reached the front door he realized that he had put his keys in his bag and so in order to get them he set down the flower vase on the ledge next to the door he was holding filled with pink orchids cause he didn't want to break them and he found the keys he had put away. He gently placed the key in its hole and turned the lock and stepped inside the house was dark and all the lights were off. At first he thought it was odd, since Ridz hated the dark and hated it even more when it was storming outside, but then he realized that it had taken him longer to get out of the convention and that now it was almost midnight so she had probably gone to bed. He was about to set his keys and bags down on the entrytable when he glanced up towards the living room and saw a shadowy figure. He was about to call out Ridz's name when the figure broke apart and suddenly became two figures.

His heartbeat started racing and he instinctively started looking for something to use as a weapon while his hand reached into his pocket to locate his phone so he could call the police. He made sure to put himself between the stairs and the living room so that he would stand in the way of the theieves if they dared try to get to Ridz. He continued his stealthy approach towards them he had gotten to the cover of the fireplace when lightning lit up the sky outside and in the process lit the living room. And what it lit up was a scene Sid used to have nightmares about but had thought had been put to rest a few months ago forever. He couldn't believe what he was seeing, he wouldn't believe it. He closed his eyes tight and tried to wake up from this nightmare. It had to be that I couldn't be real. While he tried to wake up from this scene he couldn't block out the words that were being whispered in the cloak of darkness. "...Admit it, you love me. What are you so afraid of? Its just me and you no one to hide from no one to worry about hearing us. In the shelter of the dark admit to me once and for all that you do love me, that you can't imagine life without me, that you are incomplete without me." Sid tried his hardest to block out the words but they wouldn't go away, he couldn't wake up from this nightmare he tried pinching his arms, whispering it's all a dream but nothing would work. The voice continued, " Admit that the reason you have told your husband is not because you are afraid to hurt him, but because you are afraid that telling him will force you to risk your heart on our love again. Riddhima I have known your heart better than anyone else, Riddhima you gave me your heart first and I am the sole owner of that heart. Admit that no one has ever come even close to touching your heart, they couldn't because your heart has been with me this whole time." The words had gotten more possessive and angry towards the end and Sid couldn't keep his eyes shut, they automatically popped open and stayed locked on the two figures. As the one speaking continued to circle the other demanding that they admit to one another that they have been running form the truth. Sid wanted to go and shut the one speaking up forever he wanted to tell the owner of the voice to leave forever and to never come near anyone in his family again or he would have to suffer the wrath of him.

Sid was unable to see the face of the other figure as the room had darkened once again. But he could tell she was trembling he could she her body cowered and he had vowed to not let anything hurt her ever even if that meant raising a hand at the man that he had thought of not just a friend, but a brother. He took a step to intervene when he saw the figure stop circling and grasp the face of the other in his face. And another when the head of the first figure started leaning towards the second, and a third when the whispered words, "I love you Riddhima" rang out. Sid was in the process of taking the next step and letting both figures know of his prescnene when the sky and room lit up again. His eyes automatically went to the second figure he needed to do a quick assessment for his own sanity to make sure she was okay, to make sure no harm had come to her. But what he saw instead did more than shock him, it shattered him, it destroyed everything he had ever thought of himself, of his life. The eyes staring back at the first figure were filled with fear, but not fear for the safety of her being but rather fear for her heart. In fact, she herself may not know what her eyes were telling Sid so clearly. He voice was stolen, his control over his body as well. He could do nothing but watch as two people he loved more than anything else in the world admitted to each other that they wanted to be together. Oh sure the words were never spoken aloud, but it was clear what their eyes were saying. He didn't hear what was said next, he didn't hear what Riddhima had to say his thoughts and feelings started flowing around in his head they were flying by so fast he couldn't grasp a single one long enough to comprehend them, "Riddhima...Armaan...Love?...No it cant be...but her eyes...wait I thought Armaan had moved on...well even if he didn't Riddhima has...but those eyes...Armaan was being so possessive...she had to be scared...she wouldn't do that...not to me...she loves me...but she's never said it...she doesn't have to say it...she shows me...but wait what has she been showing me?...no she's just afraid I'll get mad...she's just scared that I will hurt Armaan for being overly possessive...but her eyes...I need to go there and demand answers...I need to let her know I'm here for her...she doesn't need to be afraid...of Armaan...or me....but that hug...her hands...she was holding back...wasn't she?? No she wasn't...I should just go outside and ring the bell...give her the chance to get it together...give her the chance to explain...but her eyes..." And then it hit him just like the sucker punch Armaan had given him months ago in the locker room. The way Riddhima had been acting since the second honeymoon, the way Armaan had always been near, the way his words cryptically said seemed to unhinge Ridz more. The way Armaan always said he wanted to tell him something, the way he asked if Ridz had told him yet. And...the way Riddhima was always lost in her thoughts.

As the realizations started to occur to him Sid could no longer hear, see or feel. His body automatically carried him away from the fireplace to the doorway and back out again. He passed the doorman on his way who said a polite Hello but even he didn't get the usual warm response he normally got from the Master of PH 3. Sid walked outside and as he wandered the streets of Mumbai he was lost in flashes of the past month the way Riddhima had changed the way Armaan, the many different scenarios he had caught them in...alone...the way they always seemed to be looking for something when he found one of them alone. It now occurred to them that they were looking for the other. As thoughts occurred to him his heart hardened with hard rain that pelted him as the harsh reality became clearer to him. "She still loves Armaan. She has always loved Armaan. Then why the hell did she want to marry me again? Why was she so adamant about getting remarried? Why did she have to reassure me with that final act that she was truly mine and mine alone forever if she still wanted him? I have told her always that I want her to be happy if I'm not keeping her happy then why did she lie to me? If she wanted Armaan all this time then why in the hell did she MARRY ME?? TWICE???" As Sid continued to get drenched in his aimless walking and he started to see his past, his relationship, in a new light he came to realize that Riddhima was never his. She had simply settled for what was safe. She didn't go back to Armaan not because she didn't love him, or because she had moved on, and most definitely not because she loved Sid, but because she was afraid of the uncertainty a future of loving Armaan would lead her to. She wanted the safe bet. Their marriage...their marriages...had been a farce from the beginning she was only fooling herself...and she had sure fooled him. As this thought occurred to him Sid turned and punched the first thing he could find. He was so torn apart at the reality before him that the pain from the punch didn't even register. Sid continued walking the streets as the turmoil inside of him built and along the way he would occasionally get angry and vent out his frustrations on objects along his path until finally he found himself pounding on a door of a house he knew well. A house he had been invited to many times, a house he had thought of nothing more than a place, now seemed glow in the storm like a place of refuge. The owner opened the door confused as to why someone would be knocking at this time of the night. And upon seeing the man standing on the front porch the words, "Sid!?! What are you..." before the question could be finished Sid entered the refuge leaving the owner confused and shocked.

Something cold and wet suddenly hit Sid in the face, he flinched and the grasp of the nightmare loosened its hold on him. He blinked his eyes a few times and came slowly back to the here and now and when he was finally able to focus he realized that he was not in Mumbai walking the streets during a rainstorm, he was where he had been for the past three years on the balcony outside of his room and the cold wetness seeping into him was from the snow falling all around him. He had no idea how long he had been standing out there, but unlike most he was glad that the snow had fallen. For it had broken the clutches of his past and has he tried to recover by slowing his rapid shallow breaths from memories which always seemed so vividly real. He released his aching hands from their grip on the railing and slowly raised them to flick off the snow that had already created a thin coating on him, he turned around and headed back inside. There was no chance sleep would come now and so he took a hot shower and changed his clothes and went to his desk to set about working on his research project.

-Arp