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

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Anika rubbed her eyes, when her sleep was disturbed by a nightmare. Waking up, she sat straight on her bed, her forehead covered with all sweat, her eyes tearing with pain and her heart caught up with some unknown fears.

Covering her face with her palms, she took a deep breath in order to calm herself down. But seemed like nothing helped. Giving up, she got off the bed, and went into washroom for freshening up. She came back, taking a cold shower, hoping it would made her feel little better.

Her eyes fell upon clock, striking 4 in the morning. Standing in front of the mirror, she saw her reflection while drying her hairs. How life had taken a turn for her? It seemed just few hours ago, that she was all happy with him and now, her life had turned into nothing but a bitter nightmare. She never, ever expected that someday, they would be standing on any such point.

He has changed, Anika. He has changed. She repeated in her mind, forcing her heart to admit the fact that he was not the same person, he used to be.

That he is not the same person, for whom, she mattered the most, over anything and above everything.

That he is not the same person, who loved her like she was the only one on the planet and no one, was like her.

That he is not the same person, who cared for her, forgetting his own self.

That he is not the same person, that her one tear and he would move earth and hell for soothing her pain.

That he is not the same person that her one small injury and he would panic like its life threatening.

That he is not the same person, whose eyes will soften and agonized in worry and concern if she was in trouble.

He has changed. He is not the same.

She felt a thin layer of tears forming in her eyes as her mind wandered in the past time, when they were happy together, living their blissful moments together.

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"Shivaay..." Anika unknowingly moaned as he snuggled his face in the crook of her neck, inhaling her scent.

"Stop it, Shivaay. We are in college, for god's sake." She said, bringing an angry face pushing him away.

He frowned. "So?" he was in no mood to stay away from her, that day. Sliding his hands around her petite waist, he pulled her towards him in a swift. Her palms rested on his chest, and she shook her head at his behaviour.

"What if someone sees us like this?" she asked, still trying to get off her.

Her every attempt of getting away from him, was resulting into nothing, absolutely nothing. She was too soft for someone so hard like him, who had spent hours in Jim, making his body rocky enough. Even if she tries to hit him, he would feel like roses showering over it. He always laughed over her, whenever she tried hitting him and she used to get so annoyed that it always used to results in she getting upset and then his start of making up for it, to his lady love.

"Let them see. You are mine and everyone should know it. Everyone stares at you like anything and I feel like killing each one of them." He told her, anger flickering through his eyes, remembering the gazes of all the boys of their college over her.

"Oh my my! Someone is getting jealous. God, I don't believe this. Like really? Shivaay Singh Oberoi is jealous???" she giggled, slightly surprised hearing him. He never had really vocalized that it affected him so much.

"Haan to? Yes I am jealous. That is my right, isn't that?" he asked, staring in her eyes.

She stopped laughing, seeing him so serious. "Haan baba." She replied, wrapping her arms around his neck, realising that he was very disturbed.

"What happened, Shivaay?" she asked, feeling something was wrong.

Shaking his head, he said, "Nothing."

"Shivaay, is there anything, that is disturbing you?" she asked, being concerned. She was noticing him to be disturbed from some days.

"No Sweetheart. There is nothing like that. It's just I miss you these days. You went for that training na... I was feeling incomplete without you." He told shrugging her off.

"Even I didn't want to go Shivaay, leaving you like that. But did I have any option? That came under my course and I had to go. But forget it now. I am here with you and I always will be with you." She promised, dropping a peck on his forehead, assuring him, asking him to relax. Anika had went for one training, out of the campus for four days. She had returned back just yesterday. He had missed her the most in those four days. He kept calling and messaging her every now and then. That was something surprisingly weird for Anika because she had never seen Shivaay behaving like that, since the time their relationship had started. But later, she only smiled realizing he indeed was missing her.

"I will die without you." He spoke instantly, with a fallen face.

"Shut up, Shivaay." She placed her palm on his lips, glaring at him. How dare he utter any such thing?

"Have you lost it? One more time, say that and see what I do with you." She scolded, getting upset over his words.

"I didn't not mean, to hurt you Sweetheart. Sorry." He apologized, not liking the fact that he had upset her.

"But you did. Never say that again." She cupped his face, "I love you Shivaay. I will never leave you." She promised him once again, confessing her love to him.

"I love you too Anika, more than anything, more than anyone. You are my heartbeat. You are the reason I am alive." Saying this, he embraced her, holding her close to his heart.

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A noise from outside brought her back to reality. Her fingers wiped the few tears from her cheeks. It was so not digestible that he actually had questioned over her loyalty. "I don't know. I just don't know." She cried softly. Quickly drying her hairs, she made her feet take her outside, to see what exactly happened there.

"Ah" he winced in pain, as he accidentally spilled hot coffee over his hand. Her senses got alert, forgetting about everything happened between them, she headed towards him. Rushing towards him, she took his hand in her, blowing air onto him. "Are you blind? Can't you be careful?" she burst out, ending up shouting at him, for not taking care of himself. He just couldn't help but kept staring at her. Dragging him to the tap, she held his hand below it, and started running cold water over it. "You have always been like this... Never take care of yourself." She said, painfully still her gaze fixed at his hand.

Turning off the tap, after a good amount of time, she pulled him aside. She searched for something in one of the racks of kitchen, and took out an antiseptic cream. She always kept the needed first aid in the kitchen, knowing one can get hurt while working in the kitchen. "Is it paining much?" she asked softly, caressing his hand, after applying some cream over it.

"Oh please, keep this care to yourself only. I want nothing but to take revenge from you... to hurt you." He jerked her hand, saying rudely.

Tears brimmed in her eyes. "Sorry, I forgot." She mumbled. "You want to hurt me, don't you? Let me make it easier for you." Looking here and there, her eyes stopped at the burner of the gas. Turning it on, she held her palm over it flame. His eyes widened in shock over her act. He was too much taken aback to realize anything. He took few moments to understand what was actually happening there.

"What the hell are you doing?" he screamed, taking her hand back from the flame, switching off the gas. "Have you lost it?" he ran towards the fridge, taking out ice from it. Silently watching him, she decided to observe him and then analyze things, which surely was turning complicated.

Coming back, he delicately rubbed ice cube on her palm, over the area, she burnt. She hissed in pain, as it pained her. His expressions softened, and he kept blowing air frequently over it. Lifting gaze, he saw her face, clenched in pain, slightly teary eyes. His lips touched her hand, lingering over it, unknowing to him. All he wanted to do was, to soothe her pain anyhow and she could see that.

His behaviour was getting out of understanding. "Why?" she couldn't help asking.

"What?" he asked.

"You wanted to hurt me right? Then why can't you see me in pain? I don't understand you Shivaay. What exactly do you want?" she asked, in a tired voice. His face changed into a shocked one hearing her. His hand immediately left hers. The moment he looked into her eyes, it did not come out good. He couldn't take it anymore. Shaking his head, he left from there, without saying anything.

Her tired form leaned back, resting himself on the headrest, of his bed. Why... why I have to do this? I can't do this. I can't see her upset. I can't bear her tears. She looked so broken. And today, even she hurt herself. No! It's breaking me seeing her dying every minute. How can I do this to her? I want to wipe those tears which are making her eyes stressed. I want to take her in my arms. I want to hide her in my embrace, shielding her from every pain, hurt and agony. I want to kiss her forehead, assuring her that I Love her and only her, that I can never in my wildest dreams that she can betray me, that I trust her more than I do anyone, even more than myself. Anika, I am sorry. But this is the least I can do now, for you.

"These are divorce papers. I have already signed on them." She forwarded a set of papers towards him, providing him information about the papers. Her voice went cold, saying it but she had partially become kind of emotionless. Holding herself from feeling any damn thing which would make her take back those papers, she just pretended to be still. She maintained her gaze at every other place except him because she didn't trust herself when it came to him. She had loved him with her all heart, body and soul. It wouldn't be a surprise to her if she looks in his eyes and ran straight in his arms. Not that, she was a lady who would go to that person who had doubted on her character. She was someone for whom nothing was above her, self respect. But then again, he was the love of her life. Though she had witnessed him being questioning over her loyalty towards him but what she was supposed to do with her stupid heart, which wasn't ready to accept the things seen and heard by her senses. Every time she tried hating him for what he had said to her, for his accusations on her but her heart refused to hate the one, she loved with all her almighty.

Taking divorce papers from her, he stared at them for a while before he tore in into pieces. "I will divorce you once I finish punishing you." Ah! He again did it. He again scattered her broken pieces which probably would be impossible to put back.

"As you feel right to do." she said, without arguing anything. It came as a surprise to him but he didn't make it visible. Looking in her eyes, he tried figuring out what exactly was going inside him but she averted her gaze, turning back. Damn it. Cursing himself for putting her into that state of sufferings, which was painful more than anything, he did let her go, watching how still she had become. His words had affected her to the extent that she had made herself look like a rock whom; nothing would affect now, no words, no actions.

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