PremHeer || Goodbye To You (a oneshot)

Well, I was in a weird move a few days ago, and kept seeing this scene replaying in my head. Oh, and I apologise for not censoring it anymore than I did. I actually was going to post it completely uncensored, but then I figured I should at least asterisk out that one word. 😆

Anyways, this is something I needed to get out. It didn't start as PremHeer, just random couple in my head, then it became them.



"How could you?" she accused, tears pouring down her cheeks. He shied his eyes away. Her eyes threw accusations at him, blaming him for everything that had gone wrong. And he could not defend himself. Not this time. Because she was right. It was his fault.

"I'm sorry," even to his ears, his words sounded hollow.

She laughed bitterly. "You're always sorry," she spat. He winced at just how sharp her tongue had become. Again, it had been his fault that her character had taken such a turn. "It doesn't change what you did."

He had nothing to say to that.

"Get out," she told him. He looked up in shock. She was calm, as though she were doing something she had been thinking about for a long time. But he could see the turmoil in her eyes, the pain it was causing her to throw him out of her life. Because she was throwing him out of her life, he knew that. He stood frozen in his spot, hoping she would reconsider. "Didn't you hear me? Get out," she repeated firmly.

He took a step forward, wanting to gather her in his arms and tell her that it would never happen again, he would never make such a mistake again. She seemed to anticipate such a move, and before he could even say anything, she had hurled a pillow at him. It hit his chest. "You arrogant, self-centred son of a *****! Why is it so hard for you to understand? I want you out!" she screamed, hurling anything she could grab at him.

"Heer," Prem's voice broke as he trailed off, staring at his wife in disbelief. He would not defend himself, he had no right to. But he could not live without Heer. The mere thought of leaving had him reeling. It was impossible to breathe without her near him, how was he to manage the rest of his life?

"You believed her!" she yelled, hurling a book he had been reading at him. It hit him on his chest. "You always believed her, and you never trusted me!" Her tears were no longer silent, the sobs wracking her slight frame. The bulge in her belly was made all the more obvious as her chest heaved with her cries and screams.

How could anyone respond to that when it was the truth? He had believed his mother over his wife, believed that his wife had been unfaithful, that her brother had murdered his sister. When all his Heer had done was try and protect him from the truth. He had not seen the truth in her eyes as he had accused her of infidelity, but had seen the complete devastation when he had told her their relationship was over.

And now it was, for real this time. It did not matter that he had found the truth out, it did not matter that she was pregnant with his baby. It did not matter that Prem knew that Heer loved him as much as he did her. She had had enough, and she was finally venting all that she had suppressed. Every little hurt and pain he had caused her was pouring forth in her rage, in her accurate missiles, all launched straight at him.

"I never want to see you again!" She was panting hard, glaring at him through the sheen of tears that she was so carefully holding back now. "Get out of my house, and get out of my life."

Prem could not breathe. 'This was what it felt like when your world ended,' he mused to himself darkly. Every reason of being was being snatched away from him. His Heer never wanted to see him again. She was telling him that he was no longer a part of her life. He would never be a part of his child's life. Slowly, he began to back away, knowing that there was no changing Heer's mind. As he closed the door behind him, he heard Heer give a muffled cry, and fling something against the door. The fearsome crash behind him did not shock him out of his stupor, but he did wonder morbidly if she had flung the picture of them at their anniversary on the wall, or the new vase he had bought.

He shuffled away from the door, each step feeling as though it were taking him away from life. And it was. Because life was with Heer, and their unborn child. Life was with the woman he loved more than anything. Life had rejected him though.

And he had no one to blame but himself.


Do please let me know what you think? Or hit the 'like' button.

*edit add*

Whoops, I just realised I forgot to censor it, so I have now! *kaan pakaring* I am so sorry! 😆 Thanks Shabo for pointing it out! 😆

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Love,
Radz

amazing!wondrful one shot..very neatly written..

You know what I thought about this. It was painfully, delightfully tragic.

Goodness me A! Goodness Goodness me! Glorious! Absolutely Glorious!

My Spot! Be back....

Love:-Nonee

A! That was heart-rending, gut-wrenching and utterly tragic....

The smile's been wiped from my face as I write, a poignant feeling taking over my fingers, May two soulmates never ever have to go through such anguish, such pain, such soul shattering...Oh! A! This is so so sad.....

I can't begin to think of the trauma Heer has been through...and will be in for the rest of her life....loving Prem, hating him for putting her through so much torture, loving him still inspite of everything and being unable to come to terms with that...A! You've woven magic with the pain you've woven into this one shot!

And Prem! I really really don't want to be in his shoes...ever....How is he going to survive this? How? How? He won't be able to survive this A! I can feel the anguish, the shattering of his heart, his life....Oh! The brilliance of your writing....

'This is what it felt like when your world ended!' A!......I'm taking this sentence with me....

Big hug:)
Love:-Nonee

Beautifully written ... but too sad 😭

Radz,

Beautiful!! 👏
Very nicely written. I could feel the pain that they both are going through.

Love,
Ash

that was really great! good to see some sense in prem finally! ..realising what a big mistake he made in blamin heer and beleiving gayatri mum...thanks alot for posting this!

nice but its too sad...i think now the stupid brainless creative will copy these ideas!

my spot! 😊

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VERY VERY Tragic...but now that I live for that kinda stuff...LOVED IT!👏 The emotions you were 'playing' with were sooo well written out...Prem...hmmm I kinda wanted to give him a hug at the end, only because for once his 'charm' didn't win her over, and there was nothing he could do about it! 😳 That part made it good though because ultimately his character deserves that....

Can't wait for more! 😃

Love you,

Meera😳