Arhi FF: Was there ever love? Final Chapter Update - Page 7

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awww this is so sad poor khushi but love arnav here totally love the DMG thing :D

Hope you like this chapter...but for those thought Khushi has suffered alot...there will be a big bomb dropping in the next chapter where she will be broken. Here it goes...

AND I AM CURRENTLY WRITING SOULMATE NOW...SO IT WILL BE UPDATED TODAY...I BELEIVE...

❤️❓Was there ever love?❤️❓
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They stood there, however, lost in their own worlds. Arnav stood there fuming with fire, while Khushi just stood softly shedding tears, controlling herself to not start crying out loud. She was traumatized by the words. The words that people described her. Though Khushi couldn't read minds, she knew what Arnav was thinking somehow. He was debating between going downstairs and staying here. His actions told that to, he took one step forward and one step backward. He always did this when he was mad. Always controlling himself to maintain peace. Arnav looks up at her with an agony face, "Khushi'shh. Don't cry."

"Don't cry. Is that what you're saying to me? Don't cry when people are talking trash about me?" Khushi whispered to him while sobbing more heavenly now. Incredulous about what Arnav was saying to her. Surprised that he stood there in front of her telling her not cry as if nothing happened. As if what the conversation they both heard below t wasn't heartbreaking. Arnav grabs her shoulders with his one hand and wipes her tears. He tries to soothe her, but what does he know. What does he know about what happens when one suffers. What does he know? He's a guy who can get away with anything. He's a guy who can shut a mouth. What does he know? He knows nothing. What does he know about how she had survived the past four years. Years of passing through the five stages of death, except there was no death ( I was sitting in my speech two minutes ago, where I am supposed to give a speech over myself but my professor talks the whole period over the five stages of death. Not even kidding'.he talked for 2 straight hours about his past and the five stages of death. Unlike other, who were, groaning...I was leaping in my chair because no speech today!) Where she cried to sleep, crying how nobody trusted her. Crying how she lost her respect. Crying how he left her because he never wanted to marry. Crying because she was alone. But to whom was crying to. To whom, when there was no whom.

"Khushi?" said an angelic voice behind her. Khushi jumped out of Arnav arms and ran to Payal. She cried cripplingly as she hugged Payal, whom she called her older sister. Unknowingly, to Khushi, there were more than two people standing there. It was not just Payal and Arnav standing there and watching her, but Anjali, Atul, Armaan, and their small clan. They stared at her as she bawled, howled, and wailed. Armaan stepped forward and took Khushi in his arms and soothed her. Slowly, she stopped crying and started getting hiccups.

"Khushi, why did you come back? Didn't I tell you specifically that don't come back," Armaan says to her as they finally settle in her bed. Khushi had told him everything in the car. She never hides anything from him, even if he was Arnav's best friend. She told him everything, knowing he always listens without interrupting. "You think I'm stupid when I told you to leave. These people here don't understand, Khushi. They will never. There mindsets are just like this. You can even go to war, but they won't change. Just forget it. Go back Khushi, go back please."

"No." said a strong heavy voice. Khushi and Armaan both look up and see Raj standing there with his arms folded. "Khushi, you will stay and that's final."

"But Bhai'" Khushi says, but Raj interrupts her. (For those who wonders, where the name Raj comes from. This supporting Raj is my actual brother. He is always there for me and brings me back on my feet. So that's why I put Raj as a character in here. Raj is an accountant with a CPA and works for Arnav)

"No buts. You will stay here and fight this battle and prove your innocence. Don't listen to those b****es. They know nothing. Armaan was right before, but not now. Now, you have matured. Matured that you will stay here and win this battle. We're Gupta, we don't lose." Raj says to her as Armaan nods in agreement.

"Bhai is right Khushi. I guess it is better if you stay here." Armaan says to her as he pats her head softly.

Khushi sits there, unsure of what to do. Her mind tells her to flee, but her heart tells her to be brave. Should I stay? Or should I not? Were the questions running through her head at that time as Armaan and Raj stare at her. She nods her head slightly giving into her brothers' advice.

"Good. Now got to sleep." Raj says as he kisses top of her head and leaves.

"Hey! What about me?" Armaan cries like a baby. Raj turns around and smacks him in the shoulder and picks him up.

"You're sleeping with me, if you want to stay at house. And leave her some time alone." Raj whispers the last line for only Armaan to here. Armaan widens his and says ohh silently.

"Good night, Nickelodeon." Armaan says to her. Khushi pretends to groan at hearing her childhood nickname, but inside she's happy to hear her nickname. Armaan always has ways of making her less depressed even when they fight.

"Bye, see you tomorrow...buthead." Khushi smiles as Armaan turns around with confused look.

Khushi sits in her bed, wondering what she should do. She has the opportunity to make a run because she knows Raj Bhai never wakes up and her parent's bedroom is far away. No, what am I thinking. I can't escape, what my parents will think of me. Khushi Kumari Gupta go to sleep. It's just a nightmare and soon it will be all over. All over...all over...all over... Khushi says to herself as she lies down on her bed.

A hour later, Khushi wakes up again losing the battle against sleeping. Why can't I fall asleep! Khushi gets up from the bed and walks over to the window. Her room is in the front of the house. As she opens the window to take breath some fresh air to calm her, she hears voices.

"How is she?" Khushi widens her eyes at recognizing the voice. Arnav? What is he doing here...Is he asking about me? Khushi leans a bit forward.

"----he put a strong word to it." Armaan says. Khushi creases her nose for missing his conversation.

"Good."

"I was just talking to Raj, he said he'll move to London if Khushi really wants to leave."

"Four years is enough for her, she's just taking this deep."

"Dude, what are you saying? Do you even remember what b***sh*t garbage they said about her, man they torn her apart...it's all because of you man."

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"What were you doing up there, with her? I told you to stay away from her."

"Nothing. Just came few seconds before you did." Arnav says. Khushi raises her eyebrows knowing that Arnav is lying. "-------okay. See you tomorrow."

She looks down again and sees him walking still in his tux. As he gets to his car, he stops slowly. Khushi runs to her bed quickly, knowing he is going to check her window. She lies on her bed and sits there wondering when this world is going to end. She wasn't like others; she didn't want to be special. She wanted to be invisible. And yet, the world played against her. It made her visible, but in a wrong way. She wondered what Arnav Singh Raizada carried that people turned against who he turned against. She never understood that. She dated him the longest, yet she didn't know some things about him. Like, one, why did he want to date Khushi in the first place. When she was the opposite of him. She wasn't pretty as the other girls were. She was just simple. A girl with waist-length black hair with small bangs, large dark brown eyes, and simple fair skin color. She didn't wear any make-up, just lotion. She didn't style her hair or paint her nails every other day. She never had a pedicure. Never went to a club or high school booze party. The only thing she did was sit in the library and read novels or dance alone in her house. And here she was, people telling her she was a wh**e. When she went to London, she panicked. After settling in London for one year, she did a fertility test. She didn't care what people thought, she wanted to make sure she didn't run away from the truth. Luckily, she was fertile. Who knew you could do crazy stunts after hearing people talk about things you never once considered. Khushi thought of this as she slowly drifted to sleep...

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It was Friday. Khushi felt normal again, loving her schedule: waking in the morning going to work, and staying in her bedroom afterwards. She was now in her room reading The Cinderella Pact again (a really good...read it again and again. I found it funny and romantic). She never got fulfilled by reading it once or twice, but she had read it again and again to picture. Just as she got to the last chapter, she heard a knock. She looks at the door and says, "Come in," and goes back to reading the book ignoring whoever walked in.

Two hours later, Khushi sits on the second floor reading her novel. She didn't care if she was reading at a cocktail party because nobody could see her this time. She sat on the bed in a locked room wearing a dress Avinash lends her http://www.simplydresses.com/shop/viewitem-PD682283 . Again, when she reaches the last chapter, she hears the doorknob turning. She shuts her novel and stares at the door that now opens.

"Finally." says Arnav as he walks in throwing a pin away. He stops midway when he sees her there too. "What the-? Why couldn't you open the door, I've been playing with it for five minutes." Khushi ignores him and goes back to reading her novel. Arnav goes and sits beside her on the bed. Khushi, suddenly, loses her concentration on the novel. "You can put it aside, if you're not focusing on it." Khushi looks up at Arnav, who looks straight ahead. Khushi closes the novel and puts it on the bed table. She looks straight ahead too.

"What are you doing here? Do you always have to follow me?" She questions him. Arnav turns and looks at her.

"I didn't follow you, I just wanted peace. And do you always have to be so away from the world?" he replies.

"What you want me to go and dance in the middle of the stage, and increase my popularity rate even more?" she retorts. Afterwards, they both sit there still, looking straight ahead as if it was really interesting to see a blank wall. Arnav checks Khushi out from the corner of his left eyes while looking ahead. Khushi, as always, feels his gaze and starts fidgeting with the dress.

"If you tear that dress, somebody is nooot going to be happpy." Arnav sings the last phrase. Khushi stops fidgeting and unwrinkled her dress. As Khushi gets up from the bed, she feels a strong grip on her wrist, "Don't go."

Khushi turns around and stares at his pleading eyes. "Didn't Armaan tell you to stay away from me?" Khushi replies to him as Arnav grips her harder pulls her on the bed again. He grabs her shoulder with fuming eyes. Khushi stops still as she sees his eyes.

"Why did you go away?" Arnav whispers to her. Khushi sits there shocked. Shocked that he was asking why she left. Shocked that she realized that he didn't want her to leave. Shocked that he has seen and heard everything and is still asking her why she left. She shrugged herself to release his arms and gets up again and heads toward the door. She turns back and glares at him.

"Don't you know. Don't you know who is the reason behind this?" She says to leave and leaves. She curses continuously as she makes her way through the crowd. The crowd that stares at her and something behind her as well. The crowd that gasps as they see her here dressed elegantly and not suffering.

Khushi stands there still on the sidewalk, replaying what just happened. Hey Devi Maiya...hey Devi Maiya...Hey Devi Maiya....Khushi keeps repeating the mantra to calm herself. However, she is aware of the person standing before breathing profoundly over what he just saw. He grabs her shoulders and questions with agony, "Are you okay? Do we need to go the hospital? Khushi...Khushi?" Arnav asks her as she nods her head. Arnav grips her shoulder harder and yells, "WHAT THE F**K KHUSHI! WERE YOU PLANNING TO DIE! WHY DID YOU F***ING STOP WHEN YOU SAW THE CAR COMING. ARE YOU INSANE! ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND? He loosens his grip on her and turns around while running his fingers though his hair.

Precap: "I can't stay here Bhai. I can't do this. I'm going back'back to London." Khushi says to Raj, who nods his head in agreement after seeing what happened today. Khushi turns around and stops when she sees him standing there with a shock look.

❤️❓Was there ever love?❤️❓

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I like looking nice, but I always put comfort over fashion. I don't find thin girls attractive; be happy and healthy. I've never had a problem with the way I look. I'd rather have lunch with my friends than go to a gym.

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