ArHi FF: The tears I've cried/ ALTERNATE Ending. - Page 2

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Chapter 2

To those who hurt and hunger

That year was the best year of Khushi's life. They made an odd quartet. The tall boy, the dainty sister, the mad dog and of course, Khushi. People don't notice whether it's winter or summer when they're happy. And Khushi was profoundly happy. She had found her anchor in Arnav. She followed him with the devotion of a love-struck puppy. His pulse sustained her entire universe. Those laughing eyes were her lifeline. And then one day, the laughter disappeared.

"Khushi! Arnav's home. Get his tea please? And a cup for Naniji too." Anjali said. "I'll keep his coat and briefcase in the meantime."

Khushi still didn't know why she had chosen to stay back. Nothing good could possibly come out of this. Her father had passed away a long time ago. Naniji had taken her under her wing, educated her, got her a small job, filled the void in her heart. With them, Khushi never felt orphaned. Time had soothed her wounds. In return, Khushi took care of the old lady, the house, the now disabled Anjali and…Arnav.

A lot of things had changed since that youthful summer. It seemed like a wave of furious thunder had taken every joy from the Raizadas. A freak robbery had led to the painful deaths of Bade Sahib and Memsahib. That day Anjali lost her leg, Arnav walled his heart and Khushi killed her dreams.

She heard their voices as she took the tea tray up. "We have a responsibility towards her, she's no longer a child, she needs to get married and get settled in life. We're the only family she has, Arnav."

Khushi's heart stilled as she heard Arnav's reply. "So give her some money Nani, get her a decent job and find her a suitable boy. There's no reason for her to stay at home like this every day. She's adequately educated. She can get a job on her own. But still, on your insistence I'm more than willing to help her. I'll find her a job and give her sufficient funds. What more do you wa-?"

"Arnav! We've known her since childhood and you've reduced her to a charity case! How callous are you? Atleast we have each other. She has no one. Do you not care? Or have you forgotten what it feels like to be alone in the world?

"What do you want me to do?" Arnav bellowed. "Unless you have a solution to the problem do not waste my time!" Khushi stood fixed. He never yelled. His voice had the silky soft dangerous tone that commandeered obedience. Anjali was the only one who never had to bear the brunt of his ruthlessness. Until now.

"Enough!" Naniji's voice came through. "Khushi will remain in this house. It's high time you stopped your philandering ways and settled down. It's decided. You will marry her. She's a special girl and she will make an excellent wi--"

Khushi heard incredulously, her heart thumping before Arnav interjected harshly.

"Excuse me? Marry her? The thought is so absurd that it doesn't warrant any answer. Yes Di, she's maybe our friend. But if I started marrying every helpless friend of mine I'd be bigoted bast***. And I'm sure she's special Nani, and I'm sure she'd make oh-such-an-excellent wife but she's not special to me and and she sure as hell will not be my wife! That's final." Still furious at his family, Arnav stalked out of the hall unaware that his words had just shattered someone's heart.

Khushi felt the ground beneath her give way. The words echoed in her ears "she's not special to me… she's not special to me…" Khushi knew that their friendship over the years had diluted. But a part of her had always hoped that behind all the walls Arnav still thought of her as his friend. A close friend. But no, she meant nothing to him. God, that hurt. Simply an insignificant entity hovering on the peripheries of his life. That's all she was, an afterthought added at the end of the page.

It was time she left. She had hung around long enough to see herself becoming a burden to them. But leaving meant leaving him. Khushi didn't know if she had the strength to do that. He'd hurt her terribly, and he would hurt her again and again in the course of their lives. But if that's the way it has to be, then she would endure it, and take whatever part of him she could get with both hands. Because the only other option was to live without him and that was no life at all.

Right, so let me know what you guys thought? Uhh…its a little slow. But somehow I can't make it seem more interesting. Terrible writer, case in point. Please leave your suggestions, etc..

My next chapter preview:

She loved him beyond earth, heaven, or hell. Every moment out of his company was agony; every moment with him was the only peace she had ever known. Every touch of his hands left an imprint on her soul. And he knew it. So did everyone else.

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