*CHAPTER 11* {THERE ARE THREE PARTS SO CONTINUE READING DOWN}
PART I
Arnav walked to the table and said emotionlessly. "Khushi needs to eat something."
Payal nodded, and putting the breakfast in a tray, she headed upstairs.
Anjali looked at Arnav carefully, trying to penetrate through his mask. She could see tears in his eyes, and she wished she could pity him, but somehow, after yesterday, the only person she felt pity for was Khushiji. She got up from the table, excusing herself and headed to Khushi's room.
"Khushi, please eat." she heard Payal pleading, and walked faster.
She saw Payal, trying to get Khushi to eat something, who was sitting against the bed-post, with her hands curled in her lap, and staring at them. Her eyes ran up and down her bruised skin and she ignored Payal completely.
Payal sighed, and looked helplessly at Anjali. Anjali pursed her lips. "Don't worry Payalji. He has brought her to this, and he better bring her out of this..."
Anjali knew Arnav would try to...In fact, he BETTER try to AND succeed...
-Two Days Later-
Everyone was in the hospital, excepting Arnav who was in his office. Anjali looked at the doctor who had just walked out. "Sir, Khushiji-"
"Don't worry Mrs Jha, I-"
Anjali cut him off. "Raizada. Ms Raizada."
"Well, Ms Raizada, she will be alright, but you HAVE to get her to eat something..."
Everyone had crowded around now. Manroma spoke up. "But Daaktar Saab, Phatti Sadi Kuchh be eatwa naahi karat hai. Note at allj! Bhen (when) Khoon Bhari Taang try karat hai na, oo bahut he lase (less) eatiya rahi. Oo toh JALEBI bhi naahi khawat hai!"
"Look, I don't know what you do. But please understand the situation. She hasn't eaten properly for nearly two days, so she OBVIOUSLY got exhausted and fell unconcsious."
Payal sighed. "She REFUSES to eat..."
"At present we can handle the situation for a few days. We'll keep her on saline injections, but this cannot go on forever." Saying that, the doctor walked out, leaving the Raizada clan worried.
-That Evening-
When Arnav was told what happened when he got home, he got real mad. "Why didn't anyone find the need to tell me!" he said, and not waiting for an answer, flew upstairs. In his room, he saw Khushi lying on the bed, a sight he had been seeing for the last two days. He saw that her hand was connected to tube and she was being injected with saline. Her eyes were closed, but he knew she was awake.
He slowly walked to her and whispered. "I know you are awake ...Don't do this to yourself Khushi..." he plead.
Khushi froze as she felt her fingers caress her hair lightly. She saw images of her distraught mother; she hears the echo of Buaji's slap and felt the painful heat on her cheeks, and could hear her heart breaking and finally, found the strength to break her silence. "Why did you marry me?" she asked, unable to control herself any longer. Somewhere, inside, she still hoped that Shyam had been lying.
Arnav Singh Raizada, for the first time, could not answer her. He knew what she wanted him to say, but he did not want to lie to her anymore. He could see her eyes filling with tears again, and she blinked them away. "TELL ME!" She said louder. "Why?" she asked again, trying to hold his gaze; but he wouldn't...He COULDN'T.
Khushi knew the Shyam was right, the minute Arnav silently refused to meet her eyes. But still, inside her heart, she wished...she hoped Arnav would say something else... Would say that because he loved her, but there was a nagging contradiction that if he had loved her, it wouldn't have been for six months...it wouldn't have been on basis of blackmail...
"Khushi, I-"
The guilt in his voice, was too hard to miss. The guilt confirmed her fears. The guilt broke her... She stried to hit him, but winced in pain. Instead she just yelled at him, or atleast tried to. "WHY! WHY! WHY did you play with my feelings so much! Why! You took away my family from me..." With each word, her voice was becoming weaker.
Arnav immediately said, "Khushi, you are weak, lets talk later. You need to relax...Please?"
"WHY! Why do you even care! This is nothing given how much you hurt my feelings and broke my dreams and-" She tried to get up, and sreamed with pain as the needle in her arm sent ripples of pain shooting across her hand.
Not knowing what to do, he leaned downward and hugged her, pushing her body tightly against his. "I was going to tell you today morning, but...I am sorry Khushi. I am so sorry... I saw you hugging him on the terrace, and I-"
Khushi did not hug him back. She struggled against him, trying to pull away from him. "That man, has harassed me for months! The only reason I kept quiet was for YOUR DI!!!" she said, atleast TRIED to. Most of her words were incoherent, drowned in her sobs.
He pulled her to him again, as her sobs wracked her entire body. He could feel his shirt soaking with her tears, and every drop pierced his heart a million times; he couldn't bear to see her cry, and it hurt him even more that he was the cause of her tears.
"Why didn't you ask me! Once...Just once... I would have told you... You gave me false hopes and broke my dreams...WHY!" she said, her voice hoarse from crying.
"Khushi, I am sorry. But I just couldn't take it... I-I...You know how I am when I get angry... Please Khushi, forgive me." he plead.
Few moments passed. Khushi realized she was in his arms, and pushed him away again falling against the pillow. "Why. WHY should I forgive you..." She said, looking at him expressionlessly. "Give me ONE GOOD reason, why should I forgive you."
He stood in silence for a few seconds. Then locking his gaze with hers, he replied, "Isn't the fact that I love you reason enough?"
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Edited by Dynamix215 - 12 years ago
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