Abhi-Pragya fiction: RESTLESS (Epilogue- Page 85, Dec 29) - Page 31

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Chapter 8: Addicted

I am addicted to you

It was when Abhi started wiping off the spill on my belly with a paper towel, I actually realized what had happened.

"You can use the bathroom", he pointed in the direction of the bathroom and I noticed his eyes falling on my breasts as he looked back. Covering my chest with my hands I ran to the bathroom pulling the blanket around me.

I was way too overwhelmed because everything felt right and wrong at the same time. I felt I had found peace when I not only admitted my love for Abhi but when he reciprocated the same, but what had followed after that had shook me.

I had never imagined to sleep with a man like this in the middle of the day, in the spur of a moment. But then I hadn't slept with a man but Abhi, the Abhi I adored.

I splashed water on myself to calm my anxiety. I cleaned up and realized I didn't have my clothes with me. When I went out of the bathroom wrapping the blanket again, I noticed Abhi had dressed and was toying with the strings of his guitar, with his eyes closed. I walked quiet steps and grabbed my clothes and dressed myself in the bathroom.

And I started to hear a catchy piece of sound vibrating from Abhi's guitar now.

I walked out of the bathroom to witness for the first time Abhi, the musician, at work. He was absorbed in his own world with his hand moving like a wave on the strings of guitar, creating magical sounds. He started humming some words too as he seemed to find his tune.

"I don't want to miss this. Let me record this", Abhi played the piece again and recorded it in his phone. He also penned down something in a notebook as I watched him mesmerized.

"You got me this tune", Abhi said pulling me to sit on his lap. He had calmed my mind down so much that I put my arms around him tightly hugging him. Time stood still as I closed my eyes.

Abhi's nibbling lips at my neck provoked my senses.

"What are you doing?", I said moving a little away. He just smiled in reply.

"Abhishek... What has happened between us..", I said agitatedly.

"Why are you worried? It was the best thing ever. I had imagined this to be awesome but never thought Chashmish is this hot", he said playing with my breasts. Blood rushed to my cheeks.

"Abhishek, I just feel so nervous. I don't know where all this is going..", I said unsurely as I caught his wandering hand.

"Chashmish, don't worry about anything. Live this moment to the fullest and we will rock the future, alright?", he pulled me into a hug again and I was lost in the delight his arms brought to me.

It was Bulbul's phone call that broke our blissful hug. I had completely forgotten that I had told my family that I was coming to Pune that evening. It was a Thursday and given the next Friday was a national holiday, I was going to Pune for four days including the weekend.

Abhi had thoroughly kissed me before I took his leave and my heart didn't want to go away from him at all, although I knew I would see him again soon.

It had to be a wicked coincidence that my mother brought up the issue of my marriage that night at dinner table.

"Pragya, Pandit Aunty was here this morning. She already on the look for a boy for you. I told her to wait. I told her my Pragya will do masters, take up a job and then we will get her married to her prince. But she insisted if she starts looking now, she will find the perfect boy by then", Maa narrated her meeting with Pandit Aunty.

"Maa, get her married soon na? My turn will also come", Bulbul winked at me.

"You are in a big hurry, Bulbul", Maa pulled Bulbul's ear.

I choked on my food hearing those conversations. Here my mother was talking about my marriage and I had done something I possibly could not share with her.

I excused myself telling them I was tired and settled to my shared room with Bulbul.

I contemplated if I should tell mother about Abhi. But I knew she would bring the roof down with that news. During high school, Bulbul used to talk to a boy in the neighborhood and he had written her a love letter. My mother told the boy's parents about the love letter and he was beaten up by them so badly that he never talked to Bulbul again. Moreover mother was paying my fees and stay in Mumbai so that I finish my degree in the best college possible and I do well in life. She did not send me to fall in love with a boy and even sleep with him!

What bothered me more was how my mother used to give my example to Bulbul about my conduct with boys. I never talked to boys in the colony and maintained a distance from any gossip or random talk whereas Bulbul knew who was hitting on who, who is dating, who is fighting and everything else. I didn't know if it was in my nature or being the elder daughter I felt the necessity to be responsible perhaps.

And even if I told about Abhi, I knew my mother will be mad and stressed out about it. It was not like I was going to marry him tomorrow. He was still finishing his studies, so was I. And I hadn't even talked to Abhi about marriage or future, anything.

I decided to not tell my people about Abhi for now. And I again felt the need to talk to Abhi about the future and our relationship, seriously. May be I wanted some kind of clarity with everything. But just thinking about him made me miss him so much.

My phone rang and it was Abhi calling. I saw Bulbul walking inside the room so I ended up cutting the call instead of picking it up. I told Bulbul I was going to talk to Maa but then went to the balcony to call Abhi.

And when I called Abhi, he cut it.

"Busy?", I texted him.

"No", came his reply quickly.

"Then why are you cutting my call off?", I texted back.

"Because you cut my call", he wrote.

"Okay I hold my ears, pick it up now", I wrote again and smiled at his childish behavior and called him.

"Why didn't you call me after reaching?", came his voice even before a Hi.

"My sister had come to the station", I explained.

"You should have called me before you got off", he complained.

"Abhishek, please understand. I am already stressed out and you are talking like this", I complained too.

"Stressed out about what?", he asked.

"About us", I revealed.

"Us? Ah, first time is a bit stressful. I promise next time will be better", he sounded like he was laughing. I didn't say anything since I felt so awkward.

"Listen Chashmish, I don't know why are you stressing out so much. I am celebrating here. Chashmish told me she loves me. There is nothing sweeter to hear than that. And you are not going to get pregnant with what we did. Just take it easy. Everything is fine", he assured in his own way.

"But I need to talk to you", I sighed.

"Anytime", he obliged.

"Good night for now though, Abhishek. I have to go. I am in the balcony here and my sister will be looking for me", I wanted to go back.

"Not before you give me a kiss", he demanded.

"Abhishek, what even! No!", I was flustered.

"Like this", He made a lot of kissing noises.

"Bye", I said smiling.

"Okay if you are running away now, you will give me 10 times more kisses when we meet again. Good night baby", he ended the call.

My heart was jumping again. I found it hard to contain my emotions around Bulbul but I tried my best. I had so many doubts and issues but I could not wait to see Abhi again. I wished I could be with him as soon as my heart beats the next time. No need to mention I spent the night thinking and dreaming about him.

The sad part was I could not meet him the next Monday when I went back to Mumbai. I had to get the project work finished at the institute, so I didn't go to college. Abhishek was not going to attend the classes on Tuesday and Wednesday as he was going to Delhi. But we needed to submit the reports on Thursday as it was the deadline.

Not seeing him for so many days caused much anxiety in me. I called him so many times, for no reason most of the times. I used to check my mobile several times to see if he texted. I was imagining so much, thinking so much about him that I even missed to get off at my station in one of my train rides. It was as if I was dying to be in his arms as soon as possible.

I had actually taken up the responsibility to put together Abhishek's report too since he didn't give enough time to finish the project. I called him up on Wednesday to ask him what we were going to do with the report since he did need to do a few things himself before we submitted. He had no exact idea of what needs to be done, hence I needed to explain it to him. He texted me to come to his place but he also suggested he will get this done tomorrow coming early to the college otherwise. I didn't want him to do the report in a hurry in the morning but was little hesitant to go to his room. However, I had missed him so much over the last few days that I couldn't stop myself from deciding to go. It was as if I was addicted to him and was in no control of myself.

Just as I thought of going over to his place, came his text.

"Come to my place na, Chashmish. I haven't seen you for so long. I am missing you to death", he texted.

That's it. I could not think anymore. But the sane part of my brain also decided to talk to him about my anxiety and issues at the whole situation.

"I knew you would come", he was grinning as he saw me at his door. I went inside and closed the door. I hugged him tight and sighed. I just couldn't resist. He held my face and kissed my lips. This kiss was more relaxed than any of the previous kisses. He had no urgency and his tongue was teasing mine and trying invading my mouth. His sinful hands were molding my hips and pulling me into him as if there was any distance in between.

"Shall we do the report?" I told him breathlessly as he took a breathing break too.

"Bad timing, Chashmish. By the way, haven't you done my report already? What is there for me to do?", he asked moving away.

I opened my laptop and showed him the stuff that he needed to do which included his details and his statements. He filled them up quickly and his report was ready in an hour or so. The only thing we needed to do was to print it and submit it the next morning. He decided he would get the printing done on his way to college.

"So?", he got up from where he was and came towards me. He picked me up in his arms before I realized and put me on the bed.

"Abhishek, what are you doing?", I tried to sit up.

He pushed me to lay down again and came on the top of me. My sane brain was knocking at me again wanting to talk to him before passion took over.

"Abhishek wait, I need to talk to you", I said holding his face. He still tried to kiss me.

"Abhishek, No, please", I requested.

"You don't want to do this? But why?", he said suddenly getting off of me and sitting on the chair nearby.

I felt as if all my comfort was taken away as he moved away from me.

"It's not like that Abhishek. It feels weird. I feel tensed", I tried to explain.

"What makes you tense Chashmish? Are you afraid someone will find out about us?", he questioned candidly.

"Not someone, Abhishek. My mother. What will my mother think of me if she realizes I am with a guy? Don't you worry that what if your grandma finds out?", I reasoned.

"I hide a lot of things from my Daadi, Chasmish. She has no idea what I am trying to do here. She thinks I am here to study. But what I am really doing is to achieve success in music. You know what she did the first day I told her I want to do something with music? She took me to a Gurdwara in Ludhiana to sing shabd-kirtan. And that's not what I want to do. I want to do today's music and beyond. I want to make money, I want to be successful and powerful. My Daadi will never understand or appreciate it. That's why I don't tell her. Doesn't mean I love her any less. Do I have to tell everything to my Daadi?", he justified.

"What about us, Abhishek? What have you thought for us? What do you think I should tell my mother?", I finally brought up my issue.

"I don't know how is your equation with your mother, if she can take it, you can tell her about us, if not don't tell her anything. You can tell when the time is right. It's not a crime we are doing here", he said tapping his feet.

"What do you mean by when the time is right?", I wanted to clear my head.

"It means when we are standing on our own feet, when we are capable of supporting ourselves and our families, when we achieve something and show to them- hey look, we have done something", he replied back sharp. I was trying to process what he was trying to say.

"So does this mean you are serious about me? Does this mean we will marry? Does this mean we will be together in future?", I asked as straight-forward as I could.

Abhi got up looking at me as if I spoke something wrong and stood in front of me. He held my arms and looked into my eyes.

"So you think I will sleep with you for a few days and ditch you? Hmm? You know what, I don't want to shout on you but get out of here please", he let my arms go and sat on the bed rubbing his forehead.

I could tell that I had hurt him badly. I felt cut and tears flew down my eyes. Whatever I tried to tell him, I often got it wrong.

"Abhishek, I didn't mean it that way. I am an ordinary girl and I am raised with certain values. I am insecure about a lot of things. And you know when I grew up I was always the not pretty one, the girl with whom no one wanted to be friends with, the girl no boy was interested in. And here you give me so much love and affection, I just find it so hard to believe I am loved. Please don't be mad at me for my insecurities", I cried covering my face with my hands.

"Chashmish, listen here" I felt Abhi's hand on my shoulder and I looked at him. "You have to trust me. You have to trust in the future and be positive about things. Everything will work out if we want to. I don't know about others, but you are the only girl I got attached to, this way. Ever since I have met you, you are always on my mind. I didn't realize when I started thinking about you, wanting to be with you, wanting you all the time. But you have to trust me for this to work", he said sincerely.

"I love you, Abhishek", I hugged him still sobbing.

"That I know, Chashmish. But you have to believe me. Will you be able to do that?", he said comforting me.

"My heart says I should trust you. I want to be with you always", I hugged him tighter.

"How do I believe that?", he asked looking into my eyes, holding my face.

I kissed him all over his face but he kept a blank face. "Kiss me", I said wanting to assure him but he kept looking at me.

I closed my eyes and tightly pressed my lips on his and he started to kiss me back soon.

"I want you so much that I feel addicted to you", he said as he had us fall on the bed attending to each other's bodies.

Tia!!👏

Res

Comment on p 43! :)

Awesome update Tia.. many times I said to my self " Poor Chashmish" 😭 but I'm happy for her for finding love and for talking out all her fears and insecurities and like Mina I started feeling bad for her as I know they will be separated..
Hope the coming update will be soon as we become addicted to quick updates 😊

😭...

Make pragya brave girl. So that she fight with g her fears. I hope their families accept them with love and care...

Pragya"s insecurity is finished so mine. Abhi is serious about Pragya, about spending life with her. it's great. Then why did they separate? One thing is, everytime when Pragya tries to tell one thing to Abhi, he misunderstands. I think because of this only they separated. Waiting for the next chapter eagerly. And thank you for the pm.

such a pure love!! beautifully portayed! he wants his chashmish attention all the time.. she got him the tune and she was mesmerized with his voice😳awww, loved the childish rockstar when he texted her saying "becaue you cut the call"😆😆 teasing her on the phone was cute.. he is so demanding at times yet honest and true.. with every part, I like your abhi a tad bit more.. the way he assured her of their future, anger at her words and then understanding her - too good! totally understand chashmish insecurities and her constant need of assurance from him.. they are soo in love and its really awesome that chashmish found her true love in the rockstar.. Now, I am not even a little bit curious to find out what made them part ways but simply dread it.. wonderful update.. totally "addicted" to "restless"😃😛