Words of Silence: PAGE 202 Oct 25 2006 - Page 89

Chapter Forty Four

The door bell rang as soon as the clock hit seven and Kripa ran to the door. "I'll get it." She yelled before Sana could even get up. Sana smiled remembering that's exactly how she ran after she had fallen in love with Sahil. Although they had been married for a few years then, she was excited like it was the first time he had left for work.

Kripa opened the door and looked at a smiling yet exhausted Angad. She leaned over and kissed his cheek. "I thought you would never get home." She complained taking his briefcase and coat.

"Water." She gave him the glass once was sitting down on his bed.

"Thank you, how did you know?" He drank the glass and then placed it on the floor and pulled her down beside him.

"Because that's the first thing I like to get my hands on when I come back from the hospital." She hugged him because it was fact that he hadn't met Amna yet. "How was your day?"

"It was good. I missed you." He picked up his pair of sweats and shirt. "I'll talk to you after I take a shower."

"Ok." She left him after placing a kiss on his cheek.

After dinner while Kripa was taking a shower Angad worked on a few things and then went to check his e-mail. Mostly everything was from work and other business associates, but one e-mail caught his eye. The subject was Amna.

Unsure he opened the e-mail and read it.

I'm very sure that you're really happy with Kripa now. You always loved her and I always knew it, yet denied it. The night Kripa met with her accident I found out that Dad also had a heart attack and I had to rush to London. I came to see Kripa first, stopped at the door when I saw you with her. That's when I realized how much you loved her and not me. And, that you were ready to marry me only because Kripa told you to. I was overwhelmed, but then I thought back to the night we spent together. I couldn't let you go Angad, so I decided to still get married to you. I loved you then and I love you now.

I know Kripa told you I missed my flight but that's not the truth. I was there and watched you guys get married right in front of my eyes. I told Kripa that I knew everything about them. I didn't expect her to react the way she did. She asked me to back away and let her get married to you.

Amna was lying, Angad told himself as he glanced at the door on his bathroom. If she wanted to break his marriage with Amna she would have done it long back and moreover she wouldn't have kept their relationship to limits. He continued reading to find out what she wanted to tell him. If she was there why didn't she stop the marriage?

I know you're thinking if I was there I should have stopped the marriage. I didn't because I saw how much you loved Kripa. But Angad she knew that I am… pregnant.

He froze. His heart stopped at the word.

Amna was pregnant?

He went back and continued reading.

Kripa knew this well because I told her that night. I told her we should at least let you know that I'm pregnant and then we'll do exactly how you want it to be. But she said you didn't care if I was pregnant or not. You loved Kripa and nothing was more important, to her.

No, Angad couldn't believe Kripa did such a thing. She was a selfless person, she would never tell Amna such a thing specially when she knew she was pregnant. He shook his head.

It couldn't be true. He closed the laptop and put it away. The words appeared in front of him again and again, I am one month pregnant. That's couldn't be true. Amna couldn't be pregnant and if she was pregnant, Kripa didn't know about it.

He stood by the window and though back to the note yesterday. Was it from Amna? She said she wanted her to be happy with Kripa. Then why would she be sending Kripa such notes like the one yesterday.

Kripa walked out of the bathroom and stopped running the towel in her hair when she saw his sulking face. Without a word she stood in front of the dresser.

Did he come to know everything about Amna? No, he would be yelling and screaming by now if he knew about Amna and her pregnancy. He loved kids and the fact would be very important for him. She cursed herself, she should have told him before getting married. But she couldn't because even she didn't know before they got married.

She looked at him through the mirror. "Angad." She watched him startle, drive out of his thoughts. "Are you okay? You look upset." She walked over to him and placed a hand on his arm. "Is everything okay?" She took hold of his arm and turned him. "Angad say something."

"I need to know what the truth is Kripa." He cupped her face in his hands and pulled her closer. There was fear in his eyes if nothing else. He was scared of what Kripa was going to tell him. "Where was Amna when we got married?"

Kripa turned around, "I told you she missed her flight. I'm tired Angad and you have to wake up early tomorrow as well."

She turned around and switched the lights off. Before she could walk away Angad caught her hand and pulled her back. Her body hit hard against his; he looked at her in rage than in fear.

"You knew Amna was pregnant, didn't you?" He was quivering because he didn't know what he might do next. He didn't want to hurt her, if she hadn't done anything wrong. But he didn't know how he would punish her if she did do something wrong.

Kripa looked up into his eyes, cool and gray. Deep and dark. Angry and sad. "I did."

At that moment everything froze. A cool breeze came into the room and Angad left Kripa's hand. She watched him with her eyes clouding, he was shocked and hurt. He was angry yet in denial.

He turned back to her and pulled her again. "I'll ask you again, and this time you'll tell me honestly." He took a deep breath and saw the sadness in her eyes. He saw that she wasn't lying last time and she wasn't going to this time either. "Did you know that Amna was pregnant?" He pressed his finger harder into her arms. Although the material was thick, they both knew she would find his finger prints when it came off.

"She told me before we got married, that she knew about us. I wanted to tell you but-" She couldn't continue because he pushed her back harshly and turned around, dragging a hand through his hair. "Angad listen to me at least."

"No." He turned around and caught her chin this time, not gently.

Her eyes closed, his grip was tight and painful. "Please Angad let me explain."

"There is nothing left to be explained Kripa. Nothing. Weren't you the one who always told me that we were doing wrong by betraying Amna. So on and so forth. Then what happened? You hid the fact from me and we got married while she was left alone to grieve for a mistake that wasn't suppose to happen, that wasn't even her fault." He pressed his fingers into her jaw and felt her shiver, he left her.

"Angad, I love-"

"Oh no. Don't you even dare say that now." When she tried to move back he gathered her hair in his hands and pulled her head up. "How do I punish you for this, Kripa? How will I face myself every morning when I wake up to know that somewhere in this world Amna is taking care of our child, alone. Facing the troubles she shouldn't be."

"Angad please leave me." She wasn't going to cry, she told herself again and again. He loved her. They would find Amna and settle everything.

"No." He pulled her head higher, painfully. "You wanted to stay away from me because you were guilty. Now I'll punish in a way you'll never forget." He turned her around with her hair still in his hand. When she realized what was happening it was too late. She laid under him. Before she could move her hands, her wrists were cuffed, pinned to her sides.

"Angad for God's sake leave me." She moved her wrists in his hands. His grip was so harsh that her skin burned when she moved her hands. "Angad leave me and go to Amna, I won't stop you, but please leave me. I promise you I'll find her for you. You're going to regret more than I will."

"I will not leave you, Kripa. Hell, that's the last thing I'll do is leave you."

He saw it then in her eyes, trust. She was trusting him that he wouldn't do something stupid to hurt her. But why? Did she worry about the trust he had built within him for her.

"I wanted to give you everything Kripa, but you ruined everything from your hands. I gave you my everything, trusted you blindly. But what did you do? You gave me pain and agony. Yes is still love you, and I always will. But I'll never forgive you for what you did. Not because it hurt me, but because you hurt Amna when she didn't deserve it."

She smiled at him, his grip was lighter but she didn't dare move. "Look who's talking now." Once again she saw the flame of anger in his eyes but she ignored it, it was too late. "You don't love me Angad. You would listen to me if you did. You aren't angry because I hid something from you. You don't care about Amna, it's your child you care about. You love me, not lust me. Wrong. You've lusted me since the beginning, and this is your ego that's been hurt not you."

"Ego?" He laughed, but she saw how deeply her words hurt him. But she didn't care at the moment. If she tried to just talk to him he wasn't going to listen. "If it's my ego that's hurt then I'll hurt yours as well."

She crossed her legs and pushed them up, and almost pushed him away. But he had her again, and he pressed himself against her until she laid flat under him, again. Her hands were still to her sides but he wasn't holding her wrists anymore. Instead one hand rested tight against her throat while the other pulled her head from her hair.

He saw it again, she was still trusting him. Still hoping he would leave her and give her a chance to explain. It hurt, oh how it hurt to see her like this. This was the last thing he had imagined. He wanted to love her not punish her. He wanted to love her with compassion, not take her with passion.

"Angad," she was breathless. He felt her pulse race against the hand that rested tightly in her throat. "This won't prove anything."

"I don't need to prove anything. I need to punish you and I don't see a better way of doing so."

Because her hands were free she picked them up to push him away. But he was quick, his hands pressed on her wrists and even there he felt her pulse. Rapid and scared.

"You'll debase us both Angad."

"I don't care Kripa. You've demeaned yourself with your own hands and I've demeaned myself by trusting you, your words. I felt it the night you told me she missed her flight. I should have asked you or got in touch with her and we wouldn't be here right now."

"Angad don't do this." She was quite and then he saw the trust that held within her eyes starting to fade away slowly. But she knew, her knew, it was too late.

He didn't care about right or wrong. Truth or lies. He wanted to punish and he was going to do that. "Why not?" It was back, the anger, the recklessness. He was going to take her with passion and she'd read it in his eyes.

She reminded herself again, she wouldn't give up. And nor would she cry. "You will not rape me Angad." Her eyes lowered to his neck in shame. She was asking her husband to not rape her.

"No I won't rape you Kripa." His voice was teasing yet harsh.

Her eyes met his again. And he saw the flame of trust rekindle there again. "I will have you. And, you won't stop me. You'll help me."

Hey guys,

I hope you guys enjoyed this part. I'll post the next part tomorrow. Alright, since alot of you guys are going back to the CA's and the introduction I posted on the first page, I'll change them because I've changed the story slightly. 😳 Although it;s nice to see you guys confused, it bugs me. 😆

Hmmm..... lets see. I think that's it. Now don't question me about Amna's pregnancy or the fact that Kripa knew abt it cuz I won't answer any questions. 😃

Hugs and Kisses,

Neha

P.S. I need to know if anyone is reading my FF under the age of 14. Don't ask why just tell me.😆