Insecurity
“You think keeping it hidden will make me feel warm and fuzzy”
“NO keeping it hidden because its my professional dealing, don’t be full of yourself” they were fighting in hushed tones, again in the kitchen again over how they perceived each other
“IAM full of myself?” she was furious
“Yes you want me to report every professional interaction I have with people”
“Are you an idiot? THIS woman is my mother” she teared up
He lowered his gaze
“U are just being impudent and stupid” she scowled
“What was I supposed to say? “She married a scam artist and she is forcing the bank to throw money at them?”
Mrunalini’s jaw dropped
“NOOOO” her eyes sparkled
He walked up to her
She stepped back
“Don’t” she trembled
“I was not going to hide it, I was going to tell you after you married me” he growled
“So we are back to marriage then?”
“I HAVE to… I need openness and honesty and sharing”
“You just displayed how great you are in all of it” she mocked
He closed the gap as she gasped
“Having fun eh?” he whispered
“I am just sayin”
“You want it all without the marriage?” he smiled derisively
“I WANT to know because she birthed me and did nothing else” her eyes filled up with tears
He reached for her
She pushed him away, they were tussling in the kitchen
“I wasn’t trying to be sneaky Mrunalini”
“She is accusing me of manipulating your opinion” Mrunalini is furious she sighed, giving up her fight as he held both her wrists
“You know its not true, why do you give a damn”
“Because I was entitled to know she visited your office and you kept me in the dark”
“I didn’t tell you because it would send you over the edge”
“So I am crazy?” she cried
“Stop it” he warned, gathering her close
“She is selfish to the point of destroying herself” Aatreya gently rocked her in his arms
“U think by trashing her you can gain back confidence with me?”
“I cannot gain back confidence with you in any way” he was caustic
She pulled away
He held her tighter
“You want me to be aware of the fact that your parents did you dirty, but you don’t want to share anything about how you feel and you just want to use me as ur f---boi”
She pushed him away viciously
“I DID NOT ask for you to be my f---boi” she warned
“Oh no… you didn’t… you don’t even care about it or anything else to make that effort” his eyes blazed with anger
“what should I do to make you happy?” she smiled sweet angrily
“For a change TRUST ME” he hissed with grit teeth
“No” she said vehemently
“Fine… then do not blow a gasket if I don’t share stuff”
“Get out of my house” she whimpered
“No Mrunalini” he said calmly
“You are not my savior” she whispered wiping tears
“No… why should I be… I am just your lover, you only wanted that did u forget?”
She knew she was cornered
He was clever and argued well
She was exhausted
She sighed as her shoulders slumped
“thanks for bringing him home” she said quietly
“I ordered take out, I am going to check on it…”
“I am going to go shower”
“If that’s an invitation I accept” he sighed
“No its not…” she crossed her arms primly
“then I will just help myself” he held her chin and gave her the most mind numbing kiss
“Are they really broke?” she whispered leaning on his forehead
“More than broke” he said licking her lower lip
“I know I am not supposed to rejoice but I feel happy”
“You should celebrate… let me buy you lingerie” he stayed on her lips
“I have enough”
“Not the kind I looked at last night”
She laughed
“Who was wearing it?” she wanted to know
“someone hot” he said quietly
“LIVE?”
“On TV” he said
“Did u record it?”
“Go home with me I can play the show”
Gently she melted into his form
“I never said anything to Baba or you” she said sadly
“She can go… um…. Go take a shower”
“Lets go to my place tonight, there is a BBQ place Ive been wanting to check out, we can go”
“thanks for being mean to her” she sighed still leaning on him
“U are welcome”
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