"Carefully Khushi." He Whispered looking down at her.
She nodded still lost in his gaze, she loved it when he cared so much about her, her whole world started spinning. All she could see was him and all he could was her.
"Chotey?" Anjali said in a questioning voice, confused, happy.
Arnav shook from the moment and turned to face his sister while still holding Khushi's hand.
"Di…" Arnav said his voice trailing away, he knew he had to tell his sister now, but he couldn't find the words to break her heart. Arnav lowered his gaze towards the ground, searching for the words.
Khushi who knew him better than anyone knew what he needed to say and she also knew him well enough to know he couldn't find the words. He had done so much for her and now it was her turn.
Khushi stood up still clutching Arnav's hand, Arnav turned to face her with her questioning eyes.
Khushi put her other hand on Arnav's shoulder, "Its Okay. Ill Do It. You Shouldn't have to." She said tears trickling down her cheeks.
"Khushiji, Chotey Ye sab… kya?" Anjali questioned worriedly.
"A..A..A…njalliijii.." Khushi said shakily. Arnav clutched her hand tighter in reassurance.
Anajali moved towards Khushi, "Batow na." She said comfortingly.
"Aap ke..Patti.. Wo…Um..Wo.. Hes no what you think, Hes a slimy snake who has been sent to jail. He tried to…To…To….With..Me…" Khushi couldn't take it any more the thought made her shake. Arnav spun her around, wiped her tears and pulled her in. "Khushi,,," He whispered. "I cant do this anymore. I hate myself. I don't deserve anyone. Especially you…" She cried deeper into his chest. "Khushi stop it, Im the lucky one. I Am Me." Arnav argued.
He wanted to tell her he loved her and she meant the world to him. But the words felt impossible, they felt like knives in his throat. And plus this couldn't be the right time to even begin to think of confessing. All this had just started out as a reason to protect his sister but now he realised Khushi was his everything.
Khushi pulled away and grabbed Anjali's hand "I..Imm..So..So..Sorry.. This is all my faul..ttt.." She wept. She fell to her knees on the solid rock. She screamed as she hit her knees hard and she could already feel the blood trickling out but she didn't care, nothing could be more painful than what she had just told Anjali.
Arnav had to hold himself back to pull her up off the ground, he hated it. He didn't want to see her tears, nor the blood, nor the pain. It wasn't her fault why didn't she get that.
Anjali started crying right there and then, she held Khushi by the shoulders and picked her up. She looked her in the eyes "Khushiji, This isn't your fault. Its mine. I should have seen it."
"Anjaliji.." And she gently hugged her. Khushi felt so guilty, Anjali was acting strong for her. Khushi could be so selfish she thought to herself.
Khushi felt sick to her stomach. She had had enough. This was all too much. She held her head tightly and thought hard. She had been so foolish. All these games. All this pain.
Payal grabbed Khushi's shoulder, "Khushi, Nahi. NAHI. You cant." Payal said reading Khushi's thoughts.
Khushi thought of the one thing she could do to make it all stop. Suicide.
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