A Maaneet Tale
Revealed
Thirty minutes had gone by as I followed the muddy footprints. So many things were on my mind, and eventually; a throbbing pain had formed into my head.
Was Geet okay? Was Muskaan okay? Who was this god damn guy?
Thousands of miserable thoughts ran through my mind as I tried to answer my own questions. The police was right at the back of my mind; I had to deal with them later.
I hurried on; keeping my eyes on the ground. It was so dark but thanks to the moon, I managed to avoid tripping on things.
Finally, the footsteps had stopped in front of a big cottage hidden in the trees. If I was out here casually, I wouldn't have even noticed the cottage was here. I took a deep breath and barged inside the cottage, only to find photo frames of Geet on the walls around me. I could feel the anger bubbling inside me like lava threatening to erupt from a volcano.
"How dare he?" I mumbled to myself as I tore the frames and photos off the wall. Not even I had so many pictures of my own wife.
Once I had made sure the walls were Geet free, I made my way further inside the place. As I walked, boxes began to surround me.
"Hey you!" somebody called out from behind me. I turned around and immediately connected my fist to his head. He groaned and eventually passed out on the ground.
***
"Hey Geet" he said as he pushed me down to sit on the chair. The guy's face was hidden from the scarf tied around his face.
"Finally, I have you" he said as he tied a rope around me and the chair. I stared at the guy with wide eyes. My hands, which were also tied with a rope felt cold and shaky.
"Who are you?" I asked with a wobbly voice. Tears threatened to fall down my cheeks.
"Be patient, i'll tell you" he said and bent down on his haunches, so his face was in level with mine. He trailed his finger down my cheek. I squirmed in my seat and shook my head vigorously.
I hated his touch.
"You are so beautiful"
I gulped.
"G-Get your hands off me. Look, tell me who you are or else --"
"Or else? What will you do? Your tied to a chair" he said and chuckled
"Maan's going to kill you when he gets his hands on you" I hissed
"So have you bothered to ask Maan who hit him on the head?" he said, ignoring my statement.
My body froze as I took in his question.
"Well... No" I said slowly.
"Wanna see who did it?" he leaned in and whispered in my ear. Sweat trickled down my temple as I tried to fit the puzzles together. Was this the guy that caused Maan to lose his memory? Was he the one that hit him on the head?
He stood back up and straightened himself before unwrapping the scarf that was tied around his face. My eyes slowly widened even more as I took in his familar face and I couldn't believe it was actually HIM.
Dev.
"You?" I exclaimed
Dev: "Yes. Me"
I was too astonished to reply back to him.
Dev: "Remember Sophia? I was her boyfriend. Remember that embarrassing moment in the bedroom?"
Dev continued on when I didn't say anything.
Dev: "Yeah, anyway. So, your questions. Why did I kidnap you? Because your beautiful AND rich. Why did I hit Maan? Because I need money"
"You need money?" I repeated, confused.
Dev: "Well yes. Because I thought that if Maan lost his memory, he would stupidly sign the papers to sell his properties, business, wealth, etc to me. But instead, I found out he had transfered it all to you. So getting his signatures was a bit pointless"
"He did? How come I didn't know all this?"
Dev: "Because he lost his memory. Duh" he said and looked at me as if I was stupid. I pressed my lips in anger and looked away in disgust.
"So what are you going to do? Hit me on the head so you can get my signatures?"
***
I stood listening to their conversation, momentarily stunned. It all made sense now. Everything.
I grabbed the metal rod that lay against the wall to my side and clutched it tightly in my hands.
Geet: "So why did you --" she began with her next question but froze when she saw me sneaking up behind Dev.
Dev: "Go on Geet, don't be scared. I'm not going to bite you" he said and chuckled again. I clenched my jaw and nudged the guy lightly on his shoulders. He tensed, turned around and before he could say anything; I raised the metal rod with all the energy I could muster and hit him. Hard. On the head.
The ugly sound of the rod echoed around the room. The weapon fell out of my hands with a clatter. Dev fell to the ground and I watched as a little pool of blood formed right beside his ear.
Geet sat frozen in her chair. Her face was pale as she took in the scene with her wide eyes which then turned to face me.
Geet sat there, and I stood there. We were both shocked at what I had just done.
*** A week later ***
It turned out that Dev had somehow broken out of jail. He had done atrocious crimes such as kidnapping, murder, assaults, and other disgusting crimes. The police was very thankful to us for catching him.
After changing into my nightie, I switched off the lamp and climbed into bed; neatly tucking the covers up to my head to block out the cold. I missed Maan. Why did he always have to go on stupid business trips?
***
I smirked as I crept inside the house. I took my shoes off and tip toed up the stairs. Geet was so gonna love me when she sees me back from the business trip already.
To my dismay, I found that Geet was already in bed. Oh well, looks like she'll have to wait for tomorrow.
After I had changed out of my office clothes into my trackies, I slipped into bed and turned to my side; finally in bed.
***
I screamed.
Who the hell was this guy in my bed?
"Get out of my bed! AAAHHH!" I screamed
The guy jolted up in bed and turned to look at me. Unfortunately, I couldn't see his face because of the dark.
"Get off!" I said
"Geet, it's me. Geet!"
"Oh my God. You know my name!!" I exclaimed and started a cat fight with him. After a few seconds, I remembered the stick I had kept at the side of my bed for protection. I quickly bent down, grabbed it, and hit the guy with it.
"OW!" he exclaimed
"Oh my Goodness, did it hurt?"
"YES." he growled
"GOOD!" I said and prepared to hit him more with my weapon. He grabbed the stick and threw it behind him before pinning me down on the bed.
"OH MY GOD. I HAVE A HUSBAND. GET OFF YOU --"
He clamped his hand to my mouth so I was unable to say anything.
***
I grabbed the stick before she could hit me with it again and threw it behind me, not caring where it landed. I clamped my hand to her mouth and pinned her against the bed. I reached for the lamp with my other hand and switched it on.
"Quiet" I said and noticed her eyes widened with realization. I removed my hand slowly from her mouth and pushed back a strand of hair that was stuck to her lip.
"Hey, you" I whispered
Her cheeks flushed and she looked embarrassed.
Geet: "Oh, it's you. I'm sorry it's just --"
"You were scared weren't you" I said softly
She nodded, her eyes watering.
"Don't cry, it's my fault. I should have told you" I said
Geet: "No, it's okay"
***
Maan: "So" he said, his lips curling into a smirk. His eyes twinkled as he kissed the top of my nose.
Maan: "Let's say that you weren't married and I was in your bed. Wouldn't you..." he trailed off, his smirk turning into a grin.
My mouth widened into a perfect O shape. Instantly, I closed my mouth and pushed him away from me so I could sit on top of him. I decided to play along.
"Maybe... I mean, you are really hot. And which girl wouldn't want a Prince in her bed?" I said, my hands snaking under his vest.
Maan: "True" he said, his hands travelling up my back and reaching the knot that secured my kameez into place. His lips connected to my neck and at that point, I melted right into him.
Precap: NONE. The END!
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Edited by Sameeha786 - 13 years ago
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