'We always have a choice!'-Maaneet Ch16, Pg28 - Page 15

Chapter 15

'L, l, le, leave me' she pleaded. 'Please stop' she twisted and turned in her sleep. Tears began to fall from her closed eyes, 'I am sorry- it wont happen again.' She began to thrash around in the bed even more. Maan ran over to her, her fragile body just wouldn't allow her to wake up. He simply embraced her, her head was in his lap and he leaned against the bed- frame, stroking her forehead. 'Shh, Geet hum hai na' he tried to reassure her. Her cries slowly weakened and both were finally content in each others arms. An image of him holding her when they are old passed before his eyes and bought a smile to his face. He bent forward and kissed her cheek, 'Cant we stay like this forever?' he questioned looking up.

She pried her heavy eyes open and looked to find that she was in someone's lap- and that too, a man's. She looked up trying to avoid looking where she shouldn't and saw Maan. He looked so peaceful, his breathing was gentle and was reassuring. Suddenly she came crashing back to reality and realised that she was with Maan, alone, in a hotel room. She checked to see if she was still dressed. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that she still had the sari on from the night before. She quickly got up, put on Maan's blazer- she smelt the collar, inhaling his alluring scent, she started to weaken. Snapping out of her thoughts she found the key that he had hidden from her last night. She picked up her heels and trying not to make any noise she crept towards the door.

'Sweetie, please open your eyes' he huskily whispered as he moved towards her ear. She flashed them open immediately looking into his desire- filled eyes. 'Don't you think its about time we sort this out?' he questioned cupping her chin between his thumb and index finger. Her desire fluttered with his touch, she wanted to show him how much she longed for him, how much she wanted to be with him. She moved towards him like a moth to a flame. She knew she would get burned, but still couldn't help herself. Her eyes were glazed with lust. He had moved back- slightly taken-aback with her boldness. She stood on her tiptoes and moved into him. 'Geet, I meant talk, not anything else.' he firmly stated grabbing her wrists. 'Maan please, I want you, right now, right here.' she sensually pleaded, playing with his shirt button. She knew this was everything that she had wanted to avoid, but she couldn't control herself around him, she had well and truly fallen for his spell. Although she didn't understand this yet.

He felt himself loosing control, stealing all his reserve, she could always make him harden. He snapped back trying to increase the distance between them. 'No Geet, not this time.' He stated trying to maintain his cool. She stepped back- the other men would never say no to her, but Maan repeatedly said it to her, again and again rejecting her.

'Maan I hate you, I hate you for coming into my life, why didn't you just let me rot there. No body expected anything from me, I didn't have to impress people.' she went and sat on the bed. 'Geet how could I have left you there? I know this is tough but you are doing an amazing job, you have come so far!' he stated going over to sit next to her. He held her hands 'Geet do you remember what you said last night- that you are tainted?' her head fell in shame and a tear rolled down her cheek. He placed his finger under her chin and made her look him in the eyes. 'Darling, you are anything but tainted. Your innocence was stolen from you, you were abused and we cant get away from that. But yet you are still here, fighting, living life, making something of yourself.' he said with a smile. 'Maan why do you burden yourself with me, you can do so much bett'' 'Don't you dare finish that sentence!' he exclaimed cupping her behind the neck and pulling her closer. Their lips were merely an inch a part. 'Geet, you are special and I am falling. Please stop pushing me away and except the fact that you too feel something.' he pleaded. 'Maan' she spoke as she moved towards the window. 'I am not worthy of you, please let me go.'

She reluctantly made her way towards the door, 'Geet, if you walk out of that door now, if you make the choice to turn your back on us don't ever think that I will accept you back!' He harshly stated. She turned to look him in the eyes, she felt an un- identified pain shoot through her heart, 'Maan, I'm sorry, my fate was sealed long before you.' With that she left, closing the door gently behind her- contrasting sharply with the way that she had thrown Maan out of her life. She walked out and lent against the door, tears overflowing. She wiped her face and vowed to never cry for him again- she had to let him go. He closed his eyes hearing the door shut, 'she really left?' he gasped and walked over to the door, falling against it, he let a lone tear escape. That day something died in him, he vowed that he would not let any woman hurt him like that again.

As usual the morning came, the sun fought to rise, to break out from the grip of darkness, but it failed and the result was a sombre, bleak day.

Two innocent hearts were shattered' would they ever be able to come back from this?