Memphis ~ Abode of the Good - Thread II // ~*[Pt 24 Pg 34]*~Completed! - Page 5

Originally posted by: BeLi3Ve

Aw, now I feel like a Villain. LOL. To be honest, I haven't started writing yet *guilty grin* So It'll take a day or two :)

Originally posted by: amulbaby06

Villain.. na na.. will wait I know sabar ka phal cake hota hai😉... how much u made wait dat much sweetness will be there in story...
but dnt make me diabetic lol 😉😉😉

Originally posted by: BeLi3Ve

Haha, no! Though I promise a kiss in the next update !! 😉

Now, I've done it! That'll keep you busy, lmao! 😈

Originally posted by: angel_anisha

found it mane 🤣 🤣

Originally posted by: Prizi

Congos fr new thread

Originally posted by: PrussianBlue

Kreeeti! Lalalalalalaa! Give us Part 20 quickly xD

Originally posted by: allseasonrain

Congrats

PART 20

"Kiss me, and you will see how important I am."
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

-- Randhir's P.O.V. --

"Anything?" she asked, again.

"Sanyukta, do you really think I'll go back on my words?" I asked, irritated. She nodded a no.

"Randhir," she said, slowly. I waited for her to continue. "Come; meet your mom with me."

It took me a while to digest that. She knows everything. Why would she want that out of everything she can ask for?

"Why are you doing this to me?" I couldn't help asking.

She avoided eye contact. "You said I could ask for anything."

"Not this, Sanyukta." I gritted my teeth.

She pressed on. "But, Randhir, you promised."

"Are you out of your f**king mind? I'm not going to that lady! You get that?" I didn't wait for her to answer. I left as soon as the words left my mouth.

How could she? I trusted her!

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~ Several Hours Later ~

Could Sanyukta really do that to me? Why? Why does everyone I trust end up breaking my heart? Why always me?

My phone beeped. It was her message.

Randhir, plz come n meet me 1ce! Jst 1 lst tym plz? My room.

Of course, I replied with a no. But after 15 minutes, I was climbing the pipeline to her window. I was ashamed of my will power. Witch. That's what she is. She loves doing it to people. Because she knows she'll get away, merely for being just herself. Damn her! Damn her for playing with my mind, my will power, my concentration, my thoughts, my heart. Damn her for her beautiful eyes, rosy lips, amazing hair and that finger she points at me. Damn her for fighting back, for arguing, for caring and then for hurting.

"What?" I sat on the window pane. There was no way I was going to step in and lower my chances of winning the fight. If I stay outside, all I'll see is the darkness inside and not her enlightened face in the moonlight. I still remember how moonlight amplifies her features. Like her usual self wasn't enough to send those beautiful models crying.

But, obviously, how can Ms. Aggarwal tolerate my solace? She walked up to me, coming into the moonlight. And, I stared at her. But this time, it wasn't due to her beauty. I noticed the tears. It was same as that winning night in the village when she thought I'd drowned. I could see the same pain and care in those eyes.

But if she really cares then why would she ask me to meet Renuka Sanyal out of all the people on this world?

Don't listen to any word that she says, my more-wiser mind said.

But of course, the less-wiser one had to put his nose in. Believe her. She cares for you. She loves you. You know it.

"Please, Randhir, just believe me this one time. I'll do whatever you want in return. Just once, meet her once?"

For the first time, I listened to the less-wiser brain.

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~ Next Morning ~

"I don't really think it's a good idea. Let's go."

"Of course it is a good idea."

"I don't want to meet that lady." I whined.

She gave me the look a mother gives to her kid when he is arguing pointlessly with her. I don't know if she was angry more or tired. "She's your mom. She loves you. You shouldn't run away. If you talk; it'll sort everything out."

I narrowed my eyebrows. "You're on her side?"

She rolled her eyes. "I'm on your side, too. You both are on one side, God, damn it."

I looked away. I didn't want to talk anymore to her.

We were at Renuka Sanyal's office. I did not want to meet her. But could I run? Ha! Sure, Karma must be laughing at me somewhere above. And, God too. She didn't let go of my hand, doubting that I'll run away. And, honestly, I would have. This is just going to result in pain. I was more frustrated at her than sad at my situation.

Though, I was waiting for the pain to come and capture me like every time it does when I'm in front of my mom, but it didn't. I guess, when I used to look at my mom, I used to feel alone. I don't feel so anymore. Though I still feel hurt but it already feels like the wound was healing.

Her love was there. Her love was enough. Sanyukta's love was enough.

"Randhir Singh Shekhawat?" the lady at the counter said. I nodded. "Renuka Ma'am is waiting."

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~ Few Hours Later ~

-- Sanyukta's P.O.V. -

I waited outside the building, constantly praying that everything works just fine between them. I was walking back and forth in front of the main door when I saw Randhir coming out.

His eyes were read and forehead was bathed with sweat. Though, I did saw relief in his eyes.

"How did it go?" I asked, trying to make an eye-contact.

He kept on staring at the ground. "I don't know," he whispered. "Nothing makes sense anymore. Why'd dad do that? Male ego is so powerful?"

"Time is the answer to all the questions. Give it some time," I said and smiled. He nodded.

I decided to change the topic.

"So, I called a cab. I mean, we don't want to be late, do we?" I chattered but he didn't reply. He kept on staring back at me, emotionless. God knows what actually happened inside. "Are you listening?"

He didn't reply but ran toward me and hugged me. I was shocked.

"Randhir, are you okay?" I asked as I hugged him back. He let me out of the hug, but didn't let go of my eyes. He kept on staring into them. I saw million answers he had got inside and million questions that he wanted inside them. I saw the pain, the relief, the restlessness and the confusion in them. I saw the want of having someone to love him back in them. I saw the craving for support in them. I saw the real Randhir in them.

Suddenly, he leaned in and I did, too.

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- PRECAP -

- "This shouldn't have happened. This never happened."

- "Does he regret kissing me?"

- "What did you do? Are you insane?"

- "Sanyukta, I think Randhir has your diary."

- "So, you thought 'this girl loves me and I make her life hell. Now, she's in depression. So let's undo this. Poor soul.' Right? You had pity on me, huh? I hate you, Randhir Singh Shekhawat!"

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Author's Note: Was it short? Sorry! But I thought it was the perfect place to stop. And yeah, now it gets spicy! Ha! Do temme if you liked it or not. Till then,

Keep BeLi3Ve-ing 😉

Loads of Love

Kriti :D