Thread 2: Surrogate Relations part 19 (17/8) - Page 22

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PART 13a

13b. The Party Ends

"Where is Geet?" Maan asked Daadi.

"The restroom, she must be on her way back now. You know what Maan, I think I'm getting too old for these parties, I can't wait to stretch my tired bones. I think Geet has also started to feel tired."

"Why don't you go to aunty and take your leave, then. I'll come with Geet."

Geet was walking back from the restroom. She was dead tired and couldn't wait to reach home. Her legs were starting to ache from being strapped to high heels and her mad rush to the washroom hadn't helped either. Something had triggered off her nausea again and in her wish not to alarm Daadi she had wasted precious seconds. Now after throwing up most of her dinner, her head was starting to spin. Head bend down, she put her full concentration on placing one foot in front of the other to reach the end of the corridor. So she didn't notice the person who came behind her until a hand landed on her shoulder to spin her around. The sudden movement twisted her feet, making her cry out. Her terrified eyes met the leering ones of Rahul.

"Hi beautiful" his words were slurred from the amount of drinks indulged. "I wanted to you to dance with me..."

"Take your hands of me ..." Geet tried to push his hand off...but his grip tightened and he continued as if she never spoke... "...but you were busy dancing with others. And now the party is over!"

"Let me go..." she struggled. Fear made her ignore the pain in her feet.

"Not fair...I saw you...all clingy with Maan Singh Khurana." He ran his free hand up and down her arm, making her skin crawl.

"Let me go..." With a burst of energy she managed to break free. But as she tried to run her legs buckled, making her fall.

He laughed seeing her plight and then sat down beside her. She inched back and he followed, liking the fear in her eyes. It made him feel powerful that he had her in his mercy. He now had her trapped against the wall. Her panic filled eyes looked for an escape route or help but the corridor was seemed deserted.

"Go away...leave me alone.." she pleaded, her voice breaking in her fright.

"You look more beautiful when you are frightened...tell you what give me a kiss ...then I'll let you go!" he moved his head forward, lips puckered. His breath reeked of alcohol. She pushed his head back in panic, making him loose balance. sobbing in panic she tried to stand, using her hand on the wall as leverage. She almost managed too but Rahul caught hold of her hand and pulled her down with such force that she fell down hard, hitting her head on the wall. He pressed himself on her, making her escape impossible...memories of the past crowded in almost paralyzing her, robbing her off the ability to fight.

Suddenly he was lifted off her with an angry bellow. She scrambled away on her knees, away from her attacker, away from her saviour away from the sound of violence.

"Geet" his voice stopped her. She turned to look at him, her saviour, his eyes blazing with unleashed anger. Power, strength and violence radiated from him and for a moment he was just another man, another person to fear. She moved back as he approached, as if she didn't recognise him, the eyes that met his filled with genuine terror. He stopped, trying to shake himself of the violence he could taste in his tongue. He didn't want to frighten her more.

"Geet...its me ...Maan..." he soothed, as he took a step forward, leaving an unconscious Rahul.

" You know me...I'll never hurt you..." he took another step towards her. Geet pulled her knees to her chest and hugged herself tighter with her arms around them.she was shivering, her breath turning to shuddering sobs. With her face pressed to her knees, all he could see of her face was her eyes, still alive with fear as she watched him.

Maan realized he was not the right person to go to her just then. He pulled out his phone and called, "Sam..."

He spent agonized minutes watching Geet until Sam arrived, helpless to do anything to comfort her, even as his soul called out to go to her...

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More than an hour elapsed before Maan carried a calmer Geet to her room. Daadi moved ahead of them, concern for Geet giving her the energy to go on. She moved about pulling the comforter down and adjusting the pillows.

"Let me tell Nakul to bring some ice for her swelling. Maan put a pillow under her foot. I'll be back in a minute." Daadi cast a worried glance at Geet who was still pale."

Take your time dadima I'll stay with Geet until then."

The silence that followed Daadi's exit stretched until Geet blurted out, "I'm sorry!"

"Sorry?"

"For ruining the party, for frightening Daadi and.."

"Stop...that is quite a long list...who ruined the party which was already over? You?...if anybody did it is that...that scoundrel Rahul." Maan said striking away all the stronger adjectives he preferred to use, not wanting to shock Geet. "As for Daadi, she cares about you, so anything happens to you is bound to disturb her. And?...there was more to the woes against you?" he asked with a gentle smile.

"For letting you think that I don't trust u." she said in a small voice not looking at him. He sat down on the end of the bed, facing her. He lifted her face to make her look at him and saw the tears that shimmered in her eyes.

"I didn't feel bad...no may be a little. I didn't like the helplessness I felt...that I couldn't comfort you. But I understood. It was not just Rahul who attacked you ...there was someone else too...someone from the past..." Her breath caught in a sob and tears over flowed. He cupped her face with his hand and brushed away the tear with his thumb.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

She shook her head in negation.

"You know you can trust me, don't you? That I'll never judge u..."

"It's not that...I don't think I can..."

Nakul came in , making Maan drop his hand. But when he went to the washroom to get the towels Maan said. "I'll wait until you are ready to talk." He stood up knowing Daadi will be arriving soon. He tilted her head up to look at him and peering deep into her eyes said, "in case I forgot to mention, there was no one in the party as beautiful as you. Thank you for the dance." He touched his fingers to his lips and with a tender smile transferred them to her cheek with a touch.

He turned back at the door, leaving as daadi came in, and found her touching her cheek in wonder.

ok that ends part 13...sorry the continuation came a bit late...power was fluctuating in the morn...so if u combine this and the dance part 13 is quite long...hai na?😉waiting for ur comments...criticism...but press like plzzz

PART 14 on pg 49

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