The way I love you. Anshi/Shivika OS. AN on page 5

Okay so with this I am ending my one month challenge series and will now solely concentrate on my FF did I love you not? I may write some random shots but I am going to be really busy with work now so i don't want to get your hopes up. There is One shot I am writing that was supposed to come out before this one but I don't know when I'll finish it. Anyway, this is the final story before the events of my FF started. So people who haven't read it now can read it in continuation and to people who are already reading it, I am sorry for the time confusion.😆

Aftermath: https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/ishqbaaaz/4670848/aftermath-obbros-os-an-on-page-3

The way I love you

"how dare you, Shivay Singh Oberoi?"

Shivay sighed and turned to face her. and he had thought that he could get out of her without any wounds. He hadn't expected this reaction from Anika but he wasn't particularly surprised either. When it came to her brother she was overprotective. He understood that.

"I just took him to the best orthopaedic doctor available. How is that a crime?" he asked her calmly.

"taking him without telling me is. I was worried that someone had kidnapped him!" she shrieked. The fear in her voice was so palpable that Shivay was taken by surprise.

"has that happened before?" he asked her genuinely worried.

"what has?" she asked, her irritation slipping into her tone.

"kidnap." He said.

Anika's eyes widened and then she shut them close trying to forget the flashes of that memory when Sahil had been missing. Gritting her teeth she voiced out, "yes. the day you got me arrested."

The pang of guilt hit Shivay like an arrow straight through his heart. But he looked away telling himself that it was in the past. Now he had to make sure that he gave her all that she desired. And more.

"he is my brother." she said through her clenched teeth.

"yes." he said, pushing down his anger, "he is your brother and that is why I care for him. Because you mean a lot to me."

That made Anika falter. She sighed realising that she was overreacting.

"just don't do this again okay?" she said warily. "I love my brother. and he will always be my first priority."

Shivay was in his cabin when his secretary knocked on his cabin door.

"sir, there has been a problem."

Shivay looked up from his file.

"it's the media sir." He continued. "they got news of you taking your fiance's brother to the doctor and..."

Shivay frowned, "and?"

"sir they found out his identity and a lot of reporters went to his school. It created a huge commotion and while the teachers were trying to get him out he got hurt."

Shivay stood up immediately. Sahil was hurt? "how bad?"

"he is in the city hospital. We are trying to get the news off the channels but it is spreading like wild fire. Miss Anika's photos are already out."

When Shivay reached the hospital, his security team advised him to go in through the back entrance as there was media on the road in front of the main entrance. He felt angry. He was used to this and so till now he hadn't minded. He had been accustomed to the fact that even his sneeze could become the next breaking news. But Anika was not used to this. She wasn't even prepared for this.

He hurriedly made his way up to the stairs as soon as he got the room number from the reception. When he walked into the corridor the first thing he saw was Anika sitting outside the room with her head in her hands. He made his way to her.

"Anika" he called out.

She looked up and his heart clenched. her eyes were red and puffy, a clear indication to the fact that she had been crying. He bent down in front of her and he saw her eyes numbly following his movements.

"is he okay?" he asked softly.

He saw something change in her gaze. Suddenly he felt cold. He eyes had hardened. She got up and bent down to grab his hand. He looked down at her hand holding his and let her pull him up to the terrace.

The moment they reached the centre of the terrace she pulled her hand away as though touching him as like touching a live wire.

"what's wrong?" Shivay asked her. he understood that she was angry with what had happened to her brother. even he was blinded when it came to his brothers and so he thought it was best if she took it out on him. he'd survive, wouldn't he? He steeled his heart. He knew that now whatever she would say would hurt him but he would take it all if only it meant that she would have peace.

"what's wrong?" she repeated his question mockingly. "everything is wrong. Us is what is wrong."

He could feel the anger radiating off her.

"Anika I am sorry..." Shivay tried to calm her but she cut him off.

"I don't want your sorry. My brother is admitted in the hospital. Does your sorry take away his pain? Does it?" she asked her voice getting louder and louder.

"Anika..."

"no mister Shivay Singh Oberoi. It doesn't." then taking a deep breath she continued, "I was happy you know. before I met you I was happy with what I had. And then you came and everything became a mess. One problem after another. It's like there is no end to it."

"Anika...it comes with the oberoi name..."

"but I don't want your name!" she screamed. "I don't want you. all I want is a clam and peaceful future for my brother. and being with you just destroyed that."

Her words hit him like bullets. Yet he stood firm. He had already know that he would bleed in this fight. Yet he hadn't run away because he loved her.

"Anika, I know this is all your anger speaking and I understand." He said trying to reason with her.

"no you don't" she said angrily. "I don't understand. Why did you do this to me? why are you marrying me? just because I hurt your ego?" she asked looking away from his eyes, tears brimming in hers.

He felt a pang at his heart. He swallowed and answered her, "you are in no state to listen to or understand my reasons." Would she believe him now if he told her that he loved her.

"your reasons Shivay are simple" she said. "they are selfish. You just wanted to break me no matter what the cost and you have successfully done so. I am puppet dancing to your tunes with no say in it."

That was when he lost it. He could take her anger, her insults, her hatred but for her to mock his love for her, to not only doubt it but to claim that it didn't even exist, that he could not take.

"I gave you the choice." He said clenching his jaw.

"did you really?" Anika countered, "then fine. I don't want to marry you. I don't want to be with you."

Her response made him take a step back. He felt a sharp ache in his heart. Like someone was poking it with a needle, repeatedly.

"Anika, I don't get it. Why are you so against our marriage?" he asked her trying to change her answer. It was okay if she didn't love him. his love was enough for both of them. All he wanted right now was not to lose her.

"because it's suffocating. What we have between us is destroying me Shivay. if only we had never met none of this would have happened." she said and thought in her mind, that she wasn't sure if he loved her, she couldn't bring herself to trust him. they were poles apart and right now all her insecurities were raising their heads up. The future she could see with him was black and full of loneliness. Because no matter what he would never love her, for this man didn't believe in love.

"I care for you Anika." He said still trying to get past her.

"no you don't" she said more to herself than to him.

"Anika, please" Shivay pleaded, "tell me how to make this right... what do I have to do to make you believe me?"

"walk away from me and my life." She said tears spilling out. A part of her brain was shouting at her to stop. Her heart was being wrenched out, yet these word were not stopping. Anika shook her head frantically. No. this was the only way out. These ways he could protect her brother. and protect her heart.

She walked to the edge of the terrace and for a moment Shivay felt his heart stop. He took a step forward and stopped when she turned to him.

"look down there Shivay. my brother is in the hospital thanks to them and I can't even move out of here or have some peace because they are stalking us here too."

Shivay's attention was more on her movements then her words. She was clearly distressed and right now the last place he wanted her to be at was the edge of the terrace

"please step away from there." He told her slowly.

"then you step away from me" she said not realising what the cause of his current fear.

Shivay looked at her sadly. The same thing again. he kept doing this to her, breaking her. the problem was not whether he hated or loved her, the problem was him. she was right. he really did always destroy her.

"you are right."

She looked up at him, her eyes wide.

Shivay looked at her, his eyes had lost their shine, "this is suffocating. I can't force you like this. You want out of this then that is what I will give you." with that he took three steps back still looking at her.

Omkara and Rudra were laughing at a story about their grandfather that their dadi had just told them when they heard the stomping footsteps of their brother. they all turned around only to see Shivay wiz past them without even noticing their presence. Dadi frowned. No matter what, Shivay never did that.

"O" Rudra asked. "why is bhaiya angry?"

Shivay shut his door with a bang and walked inside his room. He paced for a while trying to come to terms with what had just happened. He could feel something clawing at his heart and he loosened the first two buttons of his shirt and sat down on his bed. But then he got up and walked to the table, caught hold of the lamp and then threw it away. he heard the glass shatter and that distracted him for a second so he started throwing anything that came to his hands on to the floor.

Feeling exhausted and worn down he sat down on the floor propping his back against his bed and pulled his hands through his hair. He felt like crying. The one thing in his life that he desperately wanted, he had let go of it himself. He had destroyed all of it himself. She was right. if only he hadn't met her, even he would not be going through this pain now.

He felt tar sting his eyes and he pressed his palms on to them to stop himself from crying. He hadn't even realised that he had built up this habit of not letting his tears flow for every time his brothers saw tears in his eyes they would cry too.

He felt his brothers presence and turned his head sideways only to see his brothers standing on the other side of the glass, beyond the pool. He swallowed the lump in his throat and got up. Making his way to the glass door he looked at them. Breaking the eye contact by looking away he shut the curtains down.

Omkara was sitting in his studio, sculpting. But his mind was totally distracted. He had seen his brother in pain and he wanted to go to him but he also knew that Shivay needed space right now to calm down. he wondered what had caused this. Had Shivay had a fight with Anika?

He heard someone enter his studio and looked up. It was his Father Tej Singh OBeroi.

"what are you doing here?" he asked him coldly.

"I came here to tell you to go and stop your brother."

Omkara frowned. "stop who?" he asked confused.

"Shivay."

That did nothing to clear his confusion.

"what are you talking about?" he asked getting irritated now.

"oh, don't you know that your brother has called a press conference?" Tej asked sarcastically.

This was news to Omkara. He hadn't even known that.

His attention was again drawn to Tej.

"I don't know what it is he wan't to announce to the world but my sources have told ethat he is breaking his engagement with that girl."

"he is doing what?" Omkara stood up with a start.

"yes. and apparently taking the whole blame for it too. Listen Omkara." Tej said getting serious, "his last announcement caused a huge scandal but we didn't get a huge negative backlash so that is why when the board of directors asked to take away his decision making power I used my Veto power to stop it."

That surprised Om. He looked at the man in front of him warily waiting for the word but to come.

"but" Tej continued, "this time if he really is taking the blame I will be forced to take away all his power in the favour of our business. We have an entire empire running various sectors. Many of them depend on the direct trust with the people and the other companies we work with. If he keeps fluctuating like this it sets a bad example not to mention it also lowers our stock prices."

"why do you want me to stop him?" Omkara cut him off. There was a small hope rising in his heart that may be his father did care for his brother.

"what kind of stupid question is that?" Tej asked, "of course I will stop him. if we lose Shivay so suddenly half of our empire will collapse. I want you to take his place but even I know you cannot handle all of his responsibilities at once. Even he took years to build that kind of trust."

And with that his hope died. Omkara looked away in disgust, unshed tears of disappointment in his eyes.

"and for once I though you care for your own nephew."

Tej sighed and said, "Omkara, I am not a monster and I do care about him. but the difference between us is that our priorities are different. To me my business comes first and to you your emotions which hold you back from achieving your true potential."

With that Tej left the studio leaving Omkara lost in his thoughts.

Just then Rudra came running to him. Omkara held on to his shoulders to calm him down. Panting Rudra said, "O, it's bhai. I was sitting outside his room waiting for him to open his door. But when he did he just stormed out, fully dressed like he was going for a meeting or something. I called after him but he didn't stop."

Anika had come down to have tea. As she was going back up she saw Omkara and Rudra enter the hospital. Her heart clenched. had they come here to say goodbye? To accuse her of hurting their brother? she didn't want hat. She loved them both and she knew she wouldn't be able to stand strong in the face of their disappointment in her.

She turned around ready to walk away without acknowledging them but to her surprise she felt someone grab her arm. She turned around and saw that it was Rudra looking at her like a child looking at his mother, with expectancy in his eyes. she felt tears spring to her eyes. she looked up at Omkara and whispered, "I am sorry."

Omkara could see how pale she looked, as if the life had been sucked out of her. he didn't like to see her so dead.

"sorry for what?" he asked her, his voice hard.

Anika flinched at his tone and closed her eyes letting a tear or two fall.

"for hurting him." she said slowly her eyes still closed and her head bowed down.

"then don't hurt him" she heard him say and smiled sadly. If only it were so simple.

"I don't know what happened between you'll but I have only one question." Omkara said and lightly touched her chin with his fingers making her look up at him. "answer me with all honesty."

She opened her eyes and looked into his. He didn't have to ask her to be honest. With him, she could never lie. That was how their relationship had developed. To her he was the person she knew who would never judge her.

"do you love him?"

His question made her heart sink and she couldn't stop the tears anymore. With soft sobs she nodded first slowly and then frantically. Rudra put his arm around her to stop her from nodding.

"then why are you two breaking up." He asked her gently.

"because I asked him to. He doesn't love me Om. And I can't take it, being so close to him yet so far."

Omkara looked at her shocked and then he let out chuckles at the whole idiocy of these two. Anika looked at him confused at his reaction.

"he doesn't love you?" Om said, "yeah right. that is why he for the first time in his life gave up and accepted his defeat. Shivay is a man who does not even lift his finger up to please someone and here he turned the whole world upside down just to bring a smile to your face. and now he is about to destroy his whole career, his years of hard work and himself just to give you the future you asked him for. And that too when he knows that destroying him will still not make you come to him."

Anika looked at him, her eyes wide. She hadn't known. She though back to everything that had happened in the past one month and suddenly it was all clear. Like a veil was lifted from her eyes. he had loved her. all along he had loved her.

"we need to stop him." She said looking around frantically.

"then go and stop him" she heard Omkara's voice.

She looked up at him confused.

"he is going to give a press conference. And right now you are the only person in this world who can stop him." Omkara said.

Anika took a step forward but then remembered that Sahil would be all alone here.

"don't worry Di." She felt Rudra assure her, "I will stay here with Sahil. You go to your bagad billa."

Anika laughed at that wiping her moist eyes.

Omkara hit the brakes and unlocked the car. He got out of the car along with Anika.

"go straight in. I have already told the security to let you in. his press conference is about to start. You need to hurry."

Anika looked at him gratefully, "Om, I don't know how to thank you."

"then don't. just always keep my brother happy." He said smiling at her.

Just as she was about to turn away he caught hold of her hand. Anika turned to him puzzeled.

"Anika, if ever something like this happens, my love for my brother compels me to stand by him." he said seriously.

Anika smiled at him and said, "don't worry. You will never have to stand against me because from now onwards I will always stand by your brother."

As the reporter were discussing what could be the cause of this sudden press conference they saw Shivay Singh Oberoi come out onto the podium. It always awed them how his form commanded such authority and respect without him even trying to. He just had that kind of presence where everyone was aware of it the moment he entered a room. He stood out in a crowd like a sore thump just by standing there aloof.

Shivay took a seat behind the set of mikes placed on the table. Even though there was a lot of noise around him Shivay was having this weird feeling like he was attending someone's funeral. May be he was. His own emotions were dead right now. his hopes, his feelings were all just that. dead.

As all the reporters settled down Shivay closed his eyes. tis was going to cost him every hing he had earned in his lifetime. but he thought about his brothers and dadi waiting for him at home and ther concerned faces flashed one by one in front of him. no matter what he lost they would still be with him and so he drew courage from that.

Shivay let out a breath and spoke into the mike. "good evening everyone. I have called this press conference to make an announcement with regards to my wedding."

There was a sudden pin drop silence. Everyone waiting eagerly for him to continue.

"my wedding with Anika will not..."

"will take place at the end of this month."

Shivay froze. That was her voice. Was he hallucinating? Had he lost his sanity along with her? he snapped his head to the side and saw her there, smiling proudly, looking straight at him. he slowly stood up and followed her every movement as she walked up to him.

She touched his arm and that snapped him out of his daze. A sudden rage took over him. he was doing exactly what she wanted then why was she here? Catching hold of her hand he pulled her back out of the door from where she had entered. His secretary quickly took the mike to announce the break for refreshments.

Shivay pulled her along till they reached a secluded area and then spun around to face her.

"what are you doing here?" he asked through his gritted teeth.

Anika smiled slightly, "I am here to confess." She said. Shivay felt a small surge of hope. But he didn't want to be disappointed again. so he turned around and walked to the window putting a physical distance between them. Looking out the window he asked her to continue.

Anika felt irritated at his reaction but she understood why he was doing so. She had hurt him just a few hours before and he was putting up a shield of nonchalance around him to avoid any further wounds.

"Shivay look at me." she said with gentleness. She saw him stiffen and then slowly he turned his head to look at her.

Anika searched his eyes and all she found was fear, fear of being hurt again. she felt tears sting at the back of her eyes for what she had done to him. she swallowed hard and said still not breaking the eye contact.

"I love you."

She saw his eyes look at her for a full second without any change in them and then his eyes widened. He looked at her, still sceptical to believe her.

"If you want proof" she said trying to get him to react, "I am here right now. and I just announced our marriage."

When he still didn't react she burst out laughing, "god Shivay. do you even realise that I proposed to you the same way you proposed to me. by announcing our marriage to the world."

"I don't believe this" she heard him say and her laughter died.

"what do I have to do to make you believe me?" she said softly, repeating his own words to him from the time they had been on the hospital terrace. A fear gripped her that may be he too would ask her to walk away.

"come to me."

Her words made her eyes go wide and then a smile came on to her lips. She saw him smile tiredly and she knew that this battle was won. He had believed her. he stretched out his hand towards her and she crossed the distance between them and not only caught his hand in hers but also flung herself onto him. he stepped back from the shock of it but the hugged her tightly and buried his face in her hair.

When everyone saw Shivay Singh Oberoi walking out the door for the second time that day, holding his future wife's hand everyone was stunned by how happy the man looked. He was smiling and giving her side glances as she smiled and whispered things to him. it was amazing how the room that a few minutes ago had seemed so tense and morbid all of a sudden seemed so full of life.

As they took their place behind the table all the reporters quickly took their seats too. Shivay felt Anika's grip tighten on his hand and he tugged on her hand. When she looked at him he gave her and assuring smile. She didn't have to be nervous.

Anika smiled. She trusted him. If she made a mistake he would cover it up.

The normal questions and pleasantries were exchanged and soon Anika's nerves had calmed down and she was even joking around with the media. Shivay smiled impressed at how fast she had adapted to this.

Suddenly a man from behind asked her a question.

"Ma'am don't you think that your marriage date was announced out of the blue right now? What was the reason for your sudden appearance here?"

Shivay stiffened a little and was about to answer the question when he heard her reply.

"Shivay has always been like this, she said. He always takes upon him all the responsibilities and so today he didn't want me to face the media after what had happened to my brother." she thought to herself how her words were true even though they had a different meaning to these people. She turned to look at Shivay and her eyes grew a little sad. He smiled at her, asking her to not feel bad about it.

"but I decided that from now on no matter what happens in our life, we would face it together. And so I came here." With that she gave a smile to Shivay.

As she turned back her head to look in front, Shivay smiled at her proudly. She was strong, intelligent and basically just perfect. And she was his and he was hers.

So there you go. Finally they are going to get married. Yay!! Too bad that the marriage doesn't happen in my FF. but at last they love each other for now right. I really had a tough time writing this one since Anshi is so strong with emotions that writing it in words feels like something is missing. I have something I am writing on ObBros, so let's see when I finish that. But for now do tell me how it was.

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