ShivIka TS - When Their Love Stood Strong [Last Part pg 8]13/3

I know I should be updating my ongoing stories rather than starting a new one.

I penned this down, after working continuously for more than four hours on my project😆 My mind is definitely not sane considering how my life is going now. My eyes are almost dropping with the non stop use of laptop

I am having a lot on my plates these days. And and, after utilizing my all strength and brain on my college stuffs, I really can't write update of any of my ongoing stories because I have to remember what have I written in earlier updates.🤣

Let me know if you have anything to say about this one, and also, IF I SHOULD CONTINUE OR NOT

This fic is kind of a sequel story to my earlier completed 5S - Will never let you go.

Red - Dialogues of Shivaay.

Blue - Dialogues of Anika

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When Their Love Stood Strong

|- Shot One -|

"Shut up. Just shut your mouth up." He shouted, turning his back towards her. The much she was taken aback with his outburst, it scared her more witnessing his that side, which hardly had come in front of her since the time they had met for the first time.

"Shivaay, listen to me please." She pleaded, catching the hold of his wrist. He visibly looked blinded with the anger. Shrugging off her hand in no time, he stepped away from her, showing her that even being near to her, disgusted him.

Her condition was same as that of a fish without water, a human without air. It suffocated her, that he hated her. She could bear any damn thing, any pain... be it physical or mental, any anything but his hatred? Never! That one thing shook her inside out.

The one, she loved more than her life was accusing her for something that left her with numbness. Being almost blank to react anything, she heard him screaming once again.

"Don't. Don't touch me with your hands... with those hands by which you had touched that..."

He stopped in middle, couldn't complete his words, unable to utter what had bothered him like anything. Something flashed before his eyes again and again. Recalling that, he felt the pain of being stabbed by several knives in his heart.

Closing his eyes, he let out his frustration as his hands picked up the Vas kept on the right side of it, and threw it in the air making it to break into pieces, scattering on the floor. Her petite figured stumbled backwards not being able to handle the way he was reacting.

But no! She could not fall weak now. She must tell him everything. She wasn't at fault. She did not do anything wrong and she would have to let him to know that. Gathering courage, she first wiped the tears from her eyes and walked towards him, slowly.

He turned her face away from her, as she came and stood in front of him. She felt her knees giving up, seeing that anger and disgust in his eyes in which, she once used to find immense love and respect.

"How can you even think of something like that about me, Shivaay?" she asked, helplessly. Staring in his eyes, she tried searching for the answer of her question. "Do you think of me, that low? You think I can ever cheat on you? You know, I loved you... I love you. I have given my every-thing to you." Her voice choked. Disappointment clouded her mind, leaving her with a thought that did she deserve it?

"You betrayed me." He spoke, stopping her gaze at her. For a moment, he wanted to take back everything he said to her. He felt an urge to pull her and hide her in his embrace. He wanted to wipe those unrolled tears, console her. But,

"You betrayed me, Anika." He repeated again, trying to gain strength which he was losing, seeing her breaking every moment with his accusations.

You betrayed me, Anika.'

You betrayed me, Anika.'

You betrayed me, Anika.'

Those words from him rang in her mind again and again, quivering her inside out. She stood still for good 30 seconds. "I betrayed you. Yeah right! I betrayed you. You know what Mr. Shivaay Singh Oberoi, you don't deserve me. You don't. Despite of knowing me for more than six years, being in relationship for more than five years and being married for three years, you still don't know me. You never did and you never will. You don't even deserve an explanation. I thought I owe you one but no, I was wrong. I was wrong. Good bye Mr. Oberoi. Hope to see you never again." She glanced at him once before she found her way to get out of that place... that place which had left nothing for her, which used to be her home once and now it was anything but not her. She could not bear it anymore. She had enough. He had dared to point on her character, had disrespected her, as a person. She would never tolerate questions over character.

Quietly listening to her, he watched her leaving. No No No! He cannot let her go. He cannot. She can't leave him. He has to stop her. "Stop right there, Mrs. Oberoi."

Her legs betrayed her. Or to be specific, her heart betrayed her, after hearing Mrs. Oberoi' from him. Tears flickered through her eyes. She wanted earth to split and jump right in it. What had she ever done to deserve that?

"Correction, Mr. Oberoi, Its Ms. Raichand now. The moment, your trust over me vanished, our relation ended right there." She answered back, turning towards him. Though, it was taking almost everything within her to pretend that strong in front of her, but she could not afford to make it visible. "For me, there is no relation without a trust. So, it ended. It ended, Mr. Oberoi... it ended." She said, letting everything slipped from her mouth, which was killing her from inside.

"Till the time, we get divorced, you are still my wife." He declared, making a walk near her. "Do you get me?" he asked, roughly grabbing her arm.

"Why? Why are you even doing this? You don't trust me. You think I have betrayed you then why don't you let me go?" she was confused, tired of his behaviour. At one moment, he was disgusted even by her touch, not willing to even see her face and the next moment, he was stopping her from leaving.

Staring at her for a while, he laughed bitterly. "I will never let you go. Yes, you are right. I hate you, for betraying me, for betraying my love but how can you even think that I will let you go so easily? You will have to pay the price of hurting me. I will make YOU pay for it! I will not let you go, because I want to punish you. Must have heard the term Revenge' right?"

She could not believe her ears. One little hope was ignited within her, that he might still trusts her but, there he was, planning to keep her with him just so that, he could take revenge from her. Now that literally broke everything within her. "You want to take revenge from me? You want to hurt me? Fair enough. Do it. Let me also see, how much and till how much time, you can do that. Let me also see till which extent you can go in your hatred and revenge?" she reverted back, challenging him.

"You have seen my love, now see my hatred too." His words escaped, hitting directly her heart. She could not believe, he had changed so much. The one, who claimed to love her, had no longer remained with any trust on her. Looking at her painful state, everything died within him.

Holding her gaze at him, for a minute, she left the hall walking back to her room, as fast as her legs could take her. She ran inside her room, closing back the door with a force. His ruthless behaviour scarred her delicate heart. Her world came crashing down, hearing him calling her a characterless woman' indirectly. Falling on the bed, she took a pillow hiding her face, sobbing and weeping badly as the tears, she held back down in the hall burst out, echoing in her entire room. Being dejected, her shivering figure became still, slipping in slumber. Sleep took over her, being drained out, emotionally.

He was left in the hall, alone. He himself didn't know how long he stood there like that. Forcing his legs to take him back to his room, realizing it was past midnight by then, he walked back.

"I can't even apologize for whatever I have said to you, Anika. But I had no option Sweetheart. I hope, you'll forgive your Shivaay after knowing how helpless I am. I love you, Anika... I love you." Speaking to her photo frame, in his hand, he confessed something which he could not confess to Anika. Shivaay Singh Oberoi, one man, as strong and hard as rock, that day was in tears, in agony of hurting his innocent lady, calling her by what not, accusing her by what not. Loving her, had brought him at one point, he never imagined in his wildest dreams, where he had no other option rather than hurting his own love, his Anika!

Index:

Part One - Scroll Above

Part Two

Part Three