Author's Note
I wanted this to be something romantic , something light but when I started to type it out all my frustration and anger regarding this NKK came out and it was originally supposed to be a One Shot but since the idea for which I started to write this down didn't even start here , it will have to be long. So kindly bear with me ! I am also sorry as I have not been able to reply on my Scarred With Love FF , will reply as soon as possible. But as I read all of them , I am on Cloud Nine with the response I got. Thank you so much for the love people š³ā¤ļø
By the way , even I couldn't understand the Author's Note š¤£
ONE DAY TO LIVE
Shivika Three Shot (TS)
Genre: Romance, Angst, Passion
Date: 13th May 2017
PART- I (Overcoming NKK)
When the sun goes down, the stars come out.
"Shivaaay"
Annika screamed while running towards me. She ran as if her life depended on it. Something was very wrong. She looked extremely panicked and before I could ask what was wrong. She stood in front of me and an explosion came, deafening in its thunderous exultation, the bullet ripping, piercing and penetrating the atmosphere leaving a hollow silence. Suddenly, Annika's whole body trembled and a red hole appeared in her chest. Before I could comprehend anything, she started to lose control of her body, I held her by her waist and her eyes closed. No, this was not happening. No, Noo, Nooo, NOOO. I could not lose my Annika in a mere few seconds. I WOULD NOT. She did not have any right to do this to me. She was My Annika. MINE. She could not leave me while trying to save me because without her I was worse than dead and she knew that. She bloody knew that very well, she has to wake up and she will.
I scream for her to wake up but she does not open her eyes. Her blood is soaking her clothes. Her blood is everywhere, I scream again but all I see is her blood. My world is fading away and I feel a tremendous pain in my heart, ripping my already damaged heart but before I am completely engulfed in darkness, I scream for the last time.
"ANNIKA"
I feel the darkness fade away, replaced by a ray of light as I open my eyes slowly. I feel something warm beside me and as I completely open my eyes, I see her. My angel, my guardian angel as Rudy calls her. My Annika .She is completely fine and I release the breath I had not realized I had been holding. Holy Hell. It was just a nightmare .A stupid nightmare. A nightmare that could completely tear away my perfectly weaved world. A Nightmare that would never become a reality. However, a very real nightmare .What was wrong with me? Why was I even thinking like this when my Annika was sleeping right beside me and I was with her? What does it matter it looked real or not? It was just a nightmare, a residual of my fears. Until I died I will never let any harm come to my Annika, is not that what I promised myself yesterday? Yesterday suddenly seemed so far away, it seemed like a decade already. Still the memories were weaved in my soul in such a way that I could never forget them. Yesterday was something I, Shivaay Singh Oberoi had never experienced in his whole 3 decades of life. Yesterday was bliss. Pure Bliss, when our relationship had broken all its barriers and stood in its raw, naked glory. We had crossed all the thorns thrown in our way; we have completed one chapter of our life by leaving behind all our prejudices, misunderstandings and our ego just to begin another chapter. Now only the petals and fragrance of the roses were left for us, for our whole life. I had accepted Annika yesterday even after knowing she was a prostitute's daughter, though it was false scheme hatched by my mother, which we got to know later. For the time being, when I thought the news to be true, my whole world had come crashing down and when I mean my whole world I mean it. The press had attacked Annika like vultures eager to devour the prey. But who could have thought that I Shivaay Singh Oberoi would not give two hoots about Naam Khoon Khandaan and be more concerned about my wife. I had not thought about my own beliefs and only thought about how Annika will be affected. I did NOT care about Annika's father or in this case the lack of as Annika's supposed mother had declared that she just had a one night stand, to be more specific " Raat ka Rishta" with Annika's Father. Then she had shared her doubts regarding his marital status, how Nayantaraji thought Annika's father was married. "Raat ko idhar majje aur din mein udhar" was precisely what she said. For one moment, everything had stopped and then it all came in waves. First, the press, then my mom's perfectly timed Oh My Mata's and then the self-proclaimed chammiya's wish to take her daughter with her. When I finally had the courage to look after her, I did not see Annika. I saw a lost and hungry girl who refused to be broken by the world, a girl surrounded by many hungry wolves, a girl who searched for a ray in never ending darkness but she never let anyone realize how lonely she truly was , how her small shoulders were drooping from the burdens she carried alone. A girl who just craved a little amount of care, a little bit of love and a ray of light.
And that is when I realized how I would die without this vulnerably tough girl who once broke my gaadi ka shheesha and had slowly broken all my barriers including the one that lead straight to my heart.
Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi 2
Anupamaa
