Alright guys, this is my second (well third-first one was realllly short!) premukti Fanfic! Hope you like!
PART ONE
Prem was walking back to the red car he had drove in, disappointed, not the fact that he had gotten rejected, but the fact that mukti thought that he didn't love her…
Prem: what dose she think of her self…
Prerna watched her son slam his fist into the car's hood, and hold his head.
Mukti inturupted her…
Mukti: choti ma?
Prerna: mukti beta tum?
Mukti felt guilty, and lonely- even though she had said no she still held his flowers…she still carried her love for him in her heart…
Prerna: what's wrong mukti?
Mukti: dose this make me a bad person choti ma, dose it?
Prerna walked up to the girl, who was like a daughter…
Prerna: no, you had every right to, and I understand the way you feel, prem was terrible with you.
Mukti's eyes welled with tears…she was getting chocked up…
Prena: ye kya? Tears? But why you said you don't love prem.
Mukti realized she would break down at any given moment, she ran home.
The rain was pouring down harder and harder…maybe it was mukti but this weather just wanted her to run away- and start fresh…
Mukti: if I leave, I wont feel guilty, he can find someone else, I can live in peace…
She reached her room, packed everything she needed and wrote a note to her baba explaining what she was about to do…
Baba,
I know you'll be upset with my decision, but you'll understand it too.
Its getting hard for me to be here- he's here, every living day and moment, I love him more- I can't do this, its not right, I have to go away from here…to live, because I know being here and not having him with his love, not just mine, will set me back. And I need to go forward.
Love your Mukti.
Her tears stained the paper, she took the suitcase and got into a taxi, to leave forever….
The rain continuously pounded on the roof of the car…like a wild drum…it seemed as though every second the rain got heavier…along with Mukti's heart. She had left…left her choti maa…family…and the love of her life behind…thinking that it was over…all over….her patience had run out…but her love was endless…each moment with prem running over and over in her head….each detail perfectly engraved in her mind…each word spoken from his tender lips echoing in her ears….oh how she wished they were one…how she wished her fantasy's could become a reality. Only if the way she loved him…he would love her….but then again it was prem….It was over…she was going back…back to where it all started- Panchmashwer. She wanted to feel every thing again…see it all again…before she left….forever.
Meanwhile…
Anger was running through his veins….frustration was shown through the grip on his beer can….eyes speaking what the lips couldn't the heart screaming what he wouldn't….questions being asked…that only the heart could answer .. 'What dose she thinks of herself?' …. 'She can't reject me?'….. 'What..?! Why dose she think I don't love her??!!' … 'What the hell dose this mean?'… 'I have to talk to her, knock some sense into her- she's gone mad!'…..He couldn't help it….he silently walked out into the gallons of rain pouring outside…for some reason he reached Mukti's house…her baba was gone, driving Mr. bajaj to a meeting. There door was virtually always open…prem silently walked in……he didn't know what was driving him there but he just walked into her room. Looking at it….all the times he had been in there….he realized he missed those moments…even if he was getting slapped in them…. His eye went towards the table there he saw the photo of her and sneha…at sneha's wedding……….he was in the background…. 'Is that why she has that photo?'… 'Because I'm in there?'….he sat into the desk chair….he felt an odd sensation…he felt her presence…he fragrance…her touch….her voice….but it wasn't her….it was her memory….quietly his eyes fell upon the drawer beside him…he opened it…there he saw a diary… he thought .. 'Basanti…and diary?' He didn't know why…but he opened it and started to read….
Dear Diary,
Choti ma just gave me this as a graduating gift…I like it. Some place were I can be alone…and just write. Today I meet choti ma's son... 'Prem' some kind of 'prem' he is. He's a totally JERK! Errrrrrr…you'd never think he's choti ma's son! Anyways I call him by his wired street name 'YUDI'…now that's pathetic…anyways I have to go for an interview….
Mukti
He didn't know why, it hurt soo much. Why did he care that she had hated him. Why? He silently read on and on…..till he reached something strange…he thought it was the transition from hatred to love…
Dear Diary,
Something is wrong…terribly wrong…I hate him…or I 'Hated' him…but…but….I miss him…do I …no…but can I? No. That's not possible …a girl like me…doesn't love a guy like him. But…but…how has he all of a sudden become…Prem…from Yudi? How? I don't know…I want to tell choti ma….but I don't know how to…all I know. I've fallen in love….I hope I won't regret it…..
Mukti
A tear rolled onto the page…prem didn't realize it was his…he was lost in his guilt….he read on….
Dear Diary,
I feel like an idiot….he doesn't love me…but…but…he can sleep with me? He can sleep with me…and not love me? Why? What did I do wrong? Why did I have to be used? Raped…why? To him it was just a 'mutual understanding'….I thought he loved me. I was wrong….soo wrong…it's my fault why couldn't I see that ….a guy like him…just cant fall in love….why?
Mukti
He felt as if someone or something was stabbing him with guilt in his chest….he read on…but she didn't write for soo long….
Dear Diary,
We Won. I won. But still, I lost everything.
Mukti
He knew what she meant…he went on to the last entry…as tears flowed down his face….
Dear Diary,
I'm tired…I've given up hope. He doesn't love me. He pities me. But I can't help it- I love him so much, its like a fire that can't be burt out, a storm that won't die, and night that won't turn into day…
Mukti
He couldn't help it anymore…tears rolled down his face to the book…he turned the page…and more tears welled in his eyes…It was the photo of him and her….ripped apart…yet taped back together………
MEANWHILE:
Mukti was trying to let her memories not let tears well in her red eyes…but it was difficult…she thought of all the pain she had been through…and how it was all gone…not the pain…but the moments she had spent with her loved ones…suddenly a thought leapt in her mind… 'Oh crap….I forgot my Diary!'…she flipped open her phone and franticly dialed her home phone number…her baba would be there….no one in the bajaj family usually went out in the rain….
Ring……..Ring…………Ring
…Click….someone picked it up….
Mukti: Hello! Hello! Baba!!?? It's me Mukti!!! I know you may be mad- but I left you a note…So you know I left right- I'm sorry, but you know why I had to do it…
Prem's heart dropped hearing her voice…he wanted to say so much but stood silently and listened….
Mukti: baba…I forgot my Diary…I know your mad…I shouldn't have left…But…don't worry…once I'm over him…I…I'll….come back….baba…can you give me my diary…please? I'll be at the hotel in Panchmashwer…please bring it….before it comes into the wrong hands….
He hung up the phone….ran into the room…took the diary and ran to his red sports car….by the time he reached the car he was already soaking wet…but tonight the rain would hide his tears….
TWO HOURS LATER…
It was night fall…everyone that had come to the hotel was now inside enjoying the warmth and comfort….but outside by the beach we could see one wet figure…sitting out in the pouring rain…trying to wash away her emotions and memories...tonight she would try to forgot…try to move on….tonight she herself couldn't tell what was the rain…and what were her tears….tonight she would let the emotions locked inside her heart pour out with the weather…
She was crying so hard she didn't hear it when he sat beside her…but when the wind changed its path…her eyes wandered up…seeing the face she loved so dearly….with an emotion in his eyes… 'Could it be...'...She thought… 'Is he…is he here for me?'…. 'No'…
Mukti: prem….prem….what are you doing here….
He was silent…
Mukti: what…did I leave some work? I'm pretty sure I finished it all…what do you want...
He stood up…his white t-shirt had become transparent from the rain…water dripped from his hair….when she looked into his eyes…it. it looked as though he had cried…but for what…better yet…for who?...she didn't notice at first…but now she did…a white leather book in his hands….he diary….she stood up and took it from his hands….
Mukti: what!!! …why are you doing with this…?
Prem: Do you hate me that much?
Trying to avoid his hypnotic gaze….she spoke
Mukti: what...
He took the bold five steps and walked to her….looking sharply into her eyes….he didn't know what part of him had taken over…but he let it…grabbed her waist ...his face was only centimeters away from hers….he could smell her…feel her….he was part of her….she wanted to let go…but a part of her had taken over…her legs had melted….he voice was shunned…her eyes wandered into his…she could feel his breath…so heavy and tense….just like hers….
Prem: Do you hate me that much?
She was silent…
Prem: I don't care if you hate me…. Because you cant…I wont let you…you cant leave me….i wont let you…..
Mukti was about to speak…but his eyes told her to shut up…
Prem: today I will speak Basanti…today I get to say what I want…today I get to say how I feel….
Mukti: feel…?
He quietly moved his face closer….she closed her eyes…thinking he was going to kiss her…he went for her ear….
Prem: I love you Miss. Mukti Dheshmuhk….I love you….
No words could describe how long she had longed for those very words to be spoken from his tender lips…no words could describe her relief…no words could describe this moment….no words…. His gaze was fixed on her…he wanted and answer…he was expecting the worse…when he realized….her eyes were fixed on his…he realized tears were flowing down her soft checks tears of joy and relief….she expressed her answer…not with common words…but with her lips…they reached for his….and met….
Left in the rain, were two lovers…bodies…souls…spirits….and lips…they were now one…..and no one could change that…
TO BE CONTINUED…
Okeay I hoped you liked…
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Reeha
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