MG FF ~ABHI NAHIN AANA ~ THREAD #8 - Page 64

A drop of tear escaped her eyes and fell on his hand. He cupped her cheeks, "i want you to forget about him... its over. You punished him well.."

She didn't reply. She just kissed his hand and closed her eyes, trying to forget everything. A few minutes later, the doctors came to check on her and inform about her progress to maan. She sighed and tried to sleep, thinking of what to do next.

Geet opened her eyes the next day, feeling much better and first thing, she looked if maan was around. She still had some unfinished business. She looked everywhere as the nurse helped her to sit. Her one leg had deep cuts while the other was alright.

"uhh..where's maan? I mean Mr. Khurana?"

The nurse tucked the pillow behind her back, "he is out for some work ma'am. He has asked me to stay with you."

Geet took her medicine and carefully put forward the next question, "can you tell me what happened to Mr Rathode? The one with whom i had this accident.."

The nurse sighed sadly, "he is critical ma'am.. i don't know much but i hear his spinal cord had been injured...and its dangerous. He might get paralysed too..apparently another vehicle had hit him as well"

Geet smirked, "can you take me to his room?"

"ah am sorry ma'am but you are supposed to rest..."

"please...i need to see him", geet faked a cry, "please its important. I want to see him. Can you take me to him...please?"

She faked so naturally that the nurse thought arjun was someone really important to geet. She agreed and gave her one of the crutches to support and she held geet from the other side. Geet hated this disability. Her leg hurt but she had to see him. It took them a few moments to reach the room where Arjun was kept.

"are you sure you'll be fine? Its a risk i am taking.."

Geet just gave her an assuring smile, "its cool. Your name wont come anywhere dear. Now could you please give us some moments alone? I will be back in a jiffy.."

The nurse opened the door for her and waited for geet to come out. Geet sighed in relief and slowly walked...limped towards the window, realizing the person she wanted was sitting there. She felt like laughing seeing him sitting on the wheel chair, staring out at something.

Arjun was numb with whatever happened. He heard footsteps and then someone's laughter and he recognised well who did it belong to. He tried hard to move but damn he was helpless. He hated this disability and this bitch ruined his life. His temper rose as she presented herself in front of him, laughing wickedly.

She looked at his expressions and stopped laughing, "oops..couldn't stop my laughter..sorry Mr. Rathode.. bas tumhe dekh kar thodi hansi aa gayi.."

Arjun tried to speak but his voice was hoarse, "you..i won't..."

Geet leaned over him, with those cold deadly eyes glaring at him, "and you thought i would drag you to court Mr Rathode? or do something like suing you for the stunt you had played on me?"

His expressions were worth watching. She could just stand there an enjoy, "well.. you knew me in the past arjun.. but you don't know me now!!", she immediately changed her tone into a cuter one, " ohh look at you.. i heard you have got spinal cord injury.. so which side are you paralysed? Left or right?"

Her voice turned colder, sending shivers down his spine, "i could have killed you... par mere paas un sab ke liye time nahin hain!! I think this is a better punishment and i couldn't be luckier..."

The next moment, they heard the door slide open and maan enter with a smirk on his face. He went ahead and pulled geet by her waist, "though i hate you being in hospital jaan but i loved the punishment he got.."

She looked at him happily, realizing he accepts whatever she did. She felt proud of herself for once as he whisked her away from that jerk! They stopped near the door and looked at her lovingly, "Nancy (nurse) will take you back from here..i will finish up the formalities here and then we can go back home.."

She smiled, "and what about him?", she pointed towards the room to which maan just shrugged, "he'll leave if his legs allow him to move and i doubt if its going to happen any sooner.."

"i will be waiting...", she whispered and walked away with the nurse. She felt relieved... one down, one more to go. Maan watched her slowly limp her way back to her room and tuned back and walked towards arjun who seethed in anger seeing him.

"can i kill you?", maan asked nonchalantly.

Arjun said something in his own mumbled voice to which he just smirked, "sorry.. i can't do something as stupid right! Enjoy arjun.."

And the next moment, he thrust a punch on his face, making him wince in pain. His nose was bleeding and damn hell he wasn't able to do anything. He heard maan calling out to the doctors telling them that he had fallen off his wheelchair, trying to move his legs and broke his nose. He helped him sit back.

He went back to his room only to see geet waiting for him. He smiled and pressed a peck on her lips, "ghar chalein?"

She blushed and nodded. He filled up some papers and carried her in his arms, making her heart go dhak dhak with just that touch of his. The whole crowd looked on, as he lovingly carried her out. But they could care a damn! They had always been like this.. never cared about the world when they were with each other! She looked at him lovingly as he made her sit in the car comfortably. He was about to close the door when she just pulled him over her and pressed a kiss on his lips. He was sweetly surprised with that gesture. He kissed her again and whispered on her lips, "just wait till we get home.."

She blushed furiously hearing him say something like that. She was so shy to even face him that the entire drive went silent.

He shocked her and avantika to hell when he carried her to his room in the mansion, instead of hers. He even asked the servants to shift her luggage into his room and that she'd be with him from now on. Avantika was hell angry at this... she knew her son loved geet a lot and there was absolutely nothing she could do to stop him but staying in one room and when they aren't even married is something she could never accept.

He placed her gently on the bed as if she was the most delicate deity in this whole universe..she felt she'd cry right there. His love she craved so much yet his love was something that weakened her resolve each time. He tucked her properly in the duvet and caressed her hair, "sleep a little more..you look tired."

She looked at him and then closed her eyes..this is tougher than it seems. But she can't drag him to hell with her. She had always been on her own and now leaving him and going was next to impossible. She thought about her family...her dad, mom, chachi, ana.. how much she had distanced them from herself. It was so pathetic of her. And mostly her own parents... it just seems impossible for her to imagine a life long relationship. And to be honest, she was scared.. to lease things all over again. It was better to detach from now itself.

She woke up after a few hours and tried to change sides. But being bandaged here and there and with that injury on her leg, it was so tough and painful. Her skin burned with the medicines and for lying on the same position for hours. She wanted to take a shower but damn she couldn't even sit up without any help. She looked around wondering where the nurse was, if at all maan had hired her. She slowly tried to sit up but having one hand and one leg and forehead bandaged, along with her abdomen, it was tough. She fell back on the bed, feeling so damn helpless. Her mind went back to the time when she couldn't walk..post her accident. Her legs just wouldn't move. How hard she had tried every morning to walk on her own...she felt nostalgic as a drop of tear slipped down, vanishing into the pillow.

She felt a warm finger trace her tears and wipe it off. She knew very well who it was. Only she knew what she was going through. Being with him was a heaven and a hell simultaneously.

He leaned over her and pressed a kiss on her forehead, "is it hurting jaan?"

She smiled and shook her head, slowly opening her eyes, "it doesn't anymore..."

He smiled a bit, "do you want something?"

"no...actually, i need to freshen up and change..."

He checked the time and sighed, evening it was. He played with her curls, "just be here.. i will call the maid to help you..."

She watched him go out, talking someone over the phone. The maid came in and helped her freshen up and change into a fresh pair of clothes. She helped her sit on the bed, backing the pillows and waited for maan. She was in his room, in his bed...she blushed. The feel was so beautiful, tickling her. It seemed like a dream.

He took longer than usual and came back to the room, carrying their dinner. She was getting so bored...one damn hour was like hell. She wasn't feeling sleepy and she couldn't move much as well. She smiled weakly seeing him place the tray beside her and rushed to change. Having him around her, all the time was so exciting. She left a deep sigh as she watched him come out of the washroom only in his tracks and pull on his vest. She had felt every inch of that skin on her... damn, she felt warm on her cheeks.

He took the tray and sat beside her, "come on.. have your dinner."

She looked at him lovingly, how much this man loved her...but does she even deserve any of this? She is such a selfish bitch. She just did whatever he said because she didn't want to lose a moment with him now. Too precious they are to her now.

He looked at her curiously as she refused to take another bite, "geet..what is this?"

She held his hand that held the spoon, with her good hand and fed him lovingly. He smiled and leaned forward to peck her lips. She fed him again and he did the same, making her blush. They fed each other, with him stealing her kisses here and there while she just blushed and gave in.

In all this, none of them realized what was actually going on within. Geet's suicidal attempt was dangerous but thats what her brain had registered. She was into the extremes now..with her memories back, her prosopagnosia and TBI, it was stressing her, slowly eating her away within, thereby drawing drastic reactions from her.

The next morning, she found herself safely cuddled up in his arms. Ahh..how much more beautiful can it be! She kissed his lips that were mere inches away from her and whispered into his mouth, "i love you so much..."

She hugged him closer and slept longer. it felt so light in her heart, speaking out those words. When she woke up after an hour or two, she found herself alone. She looked for him around and found his cell phone beside her. She sighed...he was still here, in the washroom perhaps. She wanted to call sasha and take note of things. She didn't see her phone around and decided to give her a call now. She took his phone and unlocked it, only to find some text message open. Apparently he had forgotten to close it. She was about to close it when her name in the message caught her attention. She got curious and looked into it.

"Mr Khuarana

Thank you for the quick payment. Your penalty of 100,000 pounds has been deposited in the LCPD account and Miss Geet Handa has been cleared off the attempt to murder case. You might need to visit the police dept for further formalities.

-Adam clarks."

She sat there numb... so in the hospital, he had been talking to the police? As much as she could gather, it seemed as if a case had been filed against her for the s called accident and he paid such a huge amount of money.. ohh god, 100.000 pounds was a huge sum of money he was paying for her. She heard the door open and quickly locked the phone and kept it where it had been and pretended to sleep.

He was paying such a huge amount of money just to keep her away from further mess. Ohh god..what good did she do to deserve something like this? She heard movements in the room...as if he was in a hurry to get somewhere. His movements were so audible since she was highly conscious. She could feel him take his phone from the bed and stilled completely. He pressed a kiss on her forehead and rushed out

She opened her eyes after a few minutes and sighed... what is just happening! She has to get well soon enough. An idle mind is the devil's workshop. She called for the maid and asked her to help her and get her files from her room and also her laptop. Her phone was broken from the accident. She sent a mail to sasha and tried to look into the work and read a book since sitting in one single room the whole day was very tough.

She looked at the time...it was 10pm. The maid had left dinner and he wasn't back. The maid helped her with her medicines and left. She was feeling quite restless, sitting in one position for a long time. It was itchy and irritating. She missed him...he had been out the whole day and realization of him paying a huge amount of money was still not out of her mind. She closed her laptop and files and realized she had not changed into fresh clothes in the evening. The medicines she applied on her wounds reeked on her clothes so she had to keep changing.

She called for the maid but then realised she must have gone home. It was way past their working time. She sighed...and maan wasn't back either. She held the crutch in one hand and slowly stood up, with much difficulty. The wound on her leg wasn't dry yet so it hurt when she moved. Her hand wasn't too good as well. She somehow managed to grab her night suit when two strong hands grabbed her from being and lifted her up in his arms. She shrieked in horror and dropped her crutch, closing her eyes shut.

"its me jaan...relax"

She sighed in relief and slowly opened her eyes to meet his beautiful eyes, "you scared me..."

"pray what are you doing here of your own? You know you haven't healed yet..."

"i wanted to take a quick shower and change... everyone seems to have called it a day by now..", she whined.

He smiled at her naughtily, "not everyone darling..."

She didn't get him, "what do you mean?"

He pecked her lips and carried her towards the washroom, "you've still got me working.."

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