AbhIya FF: And I will Be Waiting: B-2-Updtd- Pg131 - Page 51

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Library, Raichand Mansion.

Abhay was pacing around angrily in the study , the stormy rain outside , echoing his mood as the water beat against the windows and the lighting showed sparks amidst the dim lamps off the study. How dare they! How dare they go against his love and not let him bring Maithli into the house? His own house? Chaand and Haseena were just trying to control him , like always. He had been so angry by the strong opposition to his decision that he had shut himself up in the library and refused to speak to anyone. Maithli had called him and he had told her that he was coming to live with her. He will deal with the authorities as and when they question him. But he would choose his love! Zeenia had told Abhay to get his brains back from the deep freezer ! Aargh! Abhay felt like biting her neck at times but he couldn't. It was Anushka's neck. Just then , the door of the library opened a little and Abhay looked sideways angrily. A meek servant peeped in.

Servant ( clearing his throat )- Umm, Sir. Haseena madam is calling you.

Abhay ( hisses)- Get lost. I am not coming. I am not talking. Go and tell that to your Haseena madam!

The servant nods , terrified and steps back. Then, thinking something , he looks in again.

Servant ( timidly )- We are retiring for the night, Sir. Do you want anything before we sleep?

Abhay ( threateningly )- Your blood!...Don't you just get it , Bhuvan? LEAVE!

The servant gets terrified and quickly leaves. Abhay turns towards the window angrily , trying to calm himself. Didn't they all just get the point? He wanted to be alone and he was in no mood to see anyone's face! Just then, the study's door creaked again and Abhay lost his cool. Bhuvan! The ever irritating Bhuvan! It was his habit to ask Abhay every question a good 20 times. Abhay was in no mood to hear his 'excuse me , sir' again. Impulsively, Abhay picks up a crystal ashtray and spinning around throws it at the door with full force.And even before the ashtray crashes its destination, Abhay's mouth falls open in shock. The ashtray hits the delicate forehead of Piya who has just timidly peeped in.

Piya ( recoiling in pain)- Abhay!....( catching hold of the door for support )… ah, ouch!...

Abhay ( running to her )- DAMN! Are you… ( holding her by her arms and bringing her in)… are you okay?

Piya's head is throbbing and she can barely see clearly as Abhay makes her sit securely on a couch and kneels next to her. Piya feels something trickle down her temple and Abhay's face goes white in horror.

Abhay ( holding her face)- Piya? Piya?... Damn me! I am… ( pulls off tissues from a box and presses them in a ball on her forehead )… I am so bloody sorry! I thought.. I thought it was my servant trying to …. ( wipes the blood and Piya is barely able to open her eyes as she holds Abhay's hand)… trying to irritate me. ..( looks at the wound on her fair skin)…..that hurts , right?... ( feeling a lump in his throat )… Piya, talk to me. Is it paining a lot?

Piya looks at Abhay's pain-stricken face , emotion swimming in his ice blue eyes and his crestfallen face. His one hand is tightly gripping her hand while the other is holding the bloody tissues to her forehead. Piya's head is throbbing and tears are rolling down her cheeks. It hurts, Abhay. She wanted to tell him. It hurts when you look at me and remember everything except how much you loved me. Piya's bbay browns fixed on Abhay's face, she gently shakes her head , a painful smile coming over her face.

Piya ( putting down Abhay's hand from her forehead )- No… its okay…. ( touches the wound)… it is just a bruise. The bleeding has stopped. Don't worry.

Abhay looks at the reddish swollen spot with an ugly bruise. He lifts his fingers and touches the wound and so sensitively that he feels the pain more than her . Her expressions of pain come on his face. Piya looks at his suddenly baby face and she gulps her emotions.

Piya ( pacifying him)- Relax, Abhay. You know you have a temper and …

Abhay ( still looking at her wound interrupts her)- Can I kiss you?

Piya's words stand still in her throat and her eyes go wide in shock. She leaves Abhay's arms as his ice-blues and his disturbed mouth look at her with a feeling that he himself is not aware of. Piya feels her heart pound as she sees that Abhay is close enough to gather her in his arms.

Piya ( softly )- Abhay….wh-what are you….

Abhay ( holds her face )- I hurt you. Let me make this okay and… ( looking into her eyes)……I …I want to make this okay. It's a healing kiss.Honest.

Piya is moved by the innocence and pain on his face and tears well up in her eyes as she clenches her fists. She doesn't say anything and just lowers her head. Abhay , without a second thought , without any hesitance , bends down and kisses her wounded forehead. As soon as his lips touch her skin, Piya , feels her heart skip a beat and she closes her eyes. Abhay's signature fragrance of cinnamon and balsam that no one knew better than her ensnares her senses. Abhay feels a strange passionate spark in his cold veins as he kisses her soft forehead. His hands leave her face and move down to her shoulders. He looks at her face and it seems a myriad of emotions – emotions for him. Abhay , swept by the moment , presses his lips to her eyelids and that unhinges Piya. His breath against her skin , his hands on her , his lips on her – this was her Abhay! He loved her , he loved her , he loved her. Only if he remembered what they were. Piya has to control the urge to hug him and kiss him back . He can't know! If he doubts her feelings , he would only go more frustrated than ever . His mind was in a weak state and too much playing around with it would drive him crazy. With all her strength , Piya puts her hands on his shoulders and gently moves him back, bringing him back to reality.

Piya ( hoarsely )- Abhay….

Abhay opens his eyes and realizes what he is doing. Shocked at his behavior and unsettled by the feminine fragrance of Piya climing into his breath, he instantly moves away from her. Turning his head away , he gathers hold of himself. Damn me! What was that! What the hell was I doing? I….I felt something immoral for Piya, didn't I? Die Abhay , die! She is your girlfriend's niece! Abhay feels his veins bursting and a strange heaviness in his heart as, balancing himself, he turns back to look at Piya.

She is still seated on the couch, her face as clear as the rainwater but flushed pink . She gets up, straightening her skirt and smiling at him to put him at ease.

Piya ( feeling her forehead )- See, you made it all okay, Abhay. I look good again, don't I?... ( she tries to joke, please Abhay , don't think too much, you felt nothing , don't push your mind)…..Abhay?

Abhay lifts his eyes to her face and it looks as though he is ashamed of himself. Abhay, she is not Maithli! What has come over you? Treat her like a kid, okay?

Abhay ( trying to be at ease)- Beautiful. See, I heal just fine. Good vampire.

Piya ( picking up her bag )- I-I will leave now.

Abhay ( narrows her eyebrows )- But you never told me why you came to see me in the first place?

Piya stops in her tracks and then, thinking something puts her handbag back at the peg table. She walks up to Abhay and , a little hesitantly, puts her point forward.

Piya ( a little scared )- Abhay , I am going to say something and you are not going to like it. But please listen to me and… ( points to her forehead jokingly )… and don't hit me with an ashtray , okay?

Abhay ( sounds guilty and hurt)- Don't remind me. I wouldn't raise a finger to hurt you, Piya. Neve.

Piya ( seriously )- Look Abhay. I understand what you… ( words just don't come to my mouth )… you and Maithli, you know. But put aside your anger and impulse for a few minutes and think. I repeat – THINK. Chaand Uncle, Haseena Aunty , your entire vampire clan has nurtured you and protected you for centuries . As a son, as a vampire , you have moral duties towards them. You cannot forego rules and bring Maithli into your house , putting your parents in a tight spot in front of the clan- That is just not you, Abhay. Abhay can't do any wrong , ever. …. ( puts a hand on Abhay's shoulder)… love is not love, Abhay when it threatens the ones who love you. That is all I wanted to say. I cannot stop you ….i mean, who am i. But I care. And…. ( shakes her head)…. I should go now. Goodnight.

Just then, a shrill feminine voice shakes up the whole Raichand mansion. Its Zeenia screaming her lungs out and screaming for Piya .

Zeenia ( shouting from the bedroom)- Piya Jaiswal! I am not wearing this neon orange nightie to bed! How dare you not get my tiger print pajamas! Come here !

Rolling her eyes, and leaving everything , Piya runs out of the study.

Abhay keeps looking at the door from where Piya just left . She touched inside him, Abhay felt. His hand, unknowingly , went to his heart as he sat on the couch – the exact spot where Piya had been sitting.

Love is not love, Abhay , when it threatens the ones who love you.

Piya's words were boomeranging in his head . He put his finger and thumb on the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes. Just then, he smelt blood. His eyes flew open and he looked at his hand. It had dried blood on it . Piya's blood! Suddenly, something struck Abhay.

Abhay ( shocked at the realization)- Piya's blood! She bled in front of me. I touched her blood. I had my fingers in her blood. Then… then, why didn't I feel the thirst for her blood? Why didn't my vampire instincts unsettle me! She is human. I should have craved for her blood at the sight of it . Why didn't it happen!

Abhay picks a tissue from the side table to wipe his hands when something jutting out of Piya's bag catches his attention. It's a neatly rolled paper bound in a carved silver finger ring. Abhay looks at it and , as though compelled to do it, he pulls the paper out . Using the tissue paper , he removes the ring and unrolls the scroll. It's a note written in a classic good running hand in black ink. Curious, Abhay reads it intently…

" My soulheart Piya…..

Torture Chamber , Bolshva HQs

She had been tied to a wooden chair , her hands and legs immovable. Five knives have been stabbed into her neck and the black blood is flowing down her body . Two black hounds from hell are seated at her feet , drinking the Huraan blood that is trickling down the chair. Her face is in a terrible spasm of pain and her eyes are bloodshot from all the tortured tears that are swimming in them. As she sits in the torture chamber under the harsh spotlight, the deep masculine baritone of the majesty spills into her ears like a burst of hot lava. His voice seems to travel around the room. She gulps the pain but no cry escapes her stabbed throat.

Majesty ( echoing )- Tut, tut, tut. You are such a beautiful vampire, Tanushree. And personally, I hate massacring beauty and that too of a special Bolsh like you. I mean I had to take this hard decision of getting your fellow vampires to stab you with poisoned knives. Now, look, just look. How these hounds are drinking your blood. Sickness, I tell you.

Tanushree ( closing her eyes)- I need to know why am I being punished.

Majesty ( laughs )- Ah, the guts of this new blood. You don't know why you are being punished, Tanushree? We sent you to trap Sambhav . To get us the master werewolf so that we can enslave him. Not to get enslaved and make goo-goo eyes at him. You are feeling, Tanushree. This is just to tell you what we can do with you.

Tanushree ( feeling her neck will break and her head will fall off any second )- You can't scare me, majesty. I am not afraid of anything. Death . Is that what you want to scare me with? NEGATIVE. I know what I am supposed to do with Sambhav and I will do it. Grabbing me and torturing me like this is not going to bring Sam at your feet.

Majesty ( after a pause)- You talk back to me, Tanushree. Not done. Do you know what we are doing to you right now? Filling you with more poison. The preserved poison of the most barbaric Bolshvas. To make you more evil. So, that you stop feeling.

Tanushree ( laughs painfully as blood spurts out of her neck )- You mean , am sort of a blood transfusion project where you are programming me for further evil. Majesty, I might end up killing Sambhav if over pumped with evil.

Majesty ( amused )- No. You won't kill Sambhav. Your fellow Bolshvas won't let you. I think you got the point and the …. ( warningly )… and the warning as well.

Tanushree ( fighting tears )- I sure did. Just one question. When do I get to see you?

Majesty ( sternly )- Nobody gets to see me, Tanushree.

Tanushree( thoughtfully )- I will. Someday. Majesty.

Majesty ( his voice fading )- Get Sam.

And then, the lights come on and Tanushree sees Natasha, her big cat eyes scanning Tanushree , smoking her cigarette. Two other vampires are standing behind her. Natasha signals the two men and they approach Tanushree. One of them takes the hounds away while the other pulls the knives out of Tanushree's neck. He unties her and to his and Natasha's shock, Tanushree springs to her feet , throwing him off. Tanushree puts her hands on her neck and heals herself , catching her breath and blood returning to her face.

Natasha ( haughtily )- I hope you learnt your lesson well, Tanzie. And I…

Before Natasha can finish her sentence , Tanushree growls and hits Natasha in her abdomen with her heeled shoe. Even before Natasha can react back , the young vampire , grabs her neck , lifts her in the air and pins her to the wall with the anger and speed of a cannibal .

Tanushree ( her eyes glowing )- Such a fool, Natzie! Before bitching about me to Majesty , you should have known. Everytime , you punish me, I grow stronger!... ( beats her head against the wall)… does that hurt enough, eh?

Natasha ( squealing in pain)- Let me go , you bitch!

Tanushree throws Natasha on the ground with full force , making her bones crack like bone china.

Tanushree ( keeping her heeled shoe on Natasha's neck )- Don't test me again, cat eyes. I am a mutant Bolshva and next time , you act smart , I will BITE you. And am sure you know what that means!

With this Tanushree kicks Natasha in her stomach, making her yelp like a street dog, and just zooms out of the chamber.

TO BE CONTNUED….