Alright! I'm super excited about writing this!
I get to collaborate with two amazing writers! What more could a girl ask for?
Dedicated to my co-writers and My sisters from different Misters (Ayesha, Kri and Annie)
A special dedication to Rae. Happy belated Birthday!!
Enjoy!
Chapter 1: It began with a bargain.
It hurt.
His head felt like someone had decided it would be fun to take a hammer to it and bash it repeatedly till it pounded like a drum.
To add to his misery, the harsh sunlight was playing havoc on his closed eyes.
His eyelids fluttered in a daze.
Blink.
Blink.
Blink.
He opened his eyes gingerly, and looked around himself in confusion.
He was on a bed.
But the last thing he remembered was being in the auditorium, yelling his lungs out.
There was a dull pounding in his head again.
His hands made their way to his forehead and he clutched his head in his hands.
His hands.
He gave them a frustrated look.
And then, flashes of half remembered memory assulted his brain.
Pleading eyes.
Whimpered requests.
And his angry, frustrated growls.
Parth was off the bed in an instant.
He had to find her.
He had to know why she did it.
She wanted something.
A selfish girl like her never...
He made his way to the college like a mad man, not even bothering to change his clothes or tame his disheveled hair.
His eyes searched frantically for their target.
That girl.
He grimaced as a he bumped against a junior carrying a metal part.
His arm was hurting in addition to his head.
He gave the junior a glare and stomped on, anger intensified, looking for the witch.
She was going to tell him. Or she was going to burn.
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"Vidushi"
She fought the desire to flinch as he made his way to her, his usual swagger made more intimidating by the scowl on his face.
His disheveled hair, his messy clothes, his burning eyes.
It spelt danger.
But she stood her ground, determined.
Determined to not let him know how hard her heart was pounding.
He capitalized on her fear.
Not this time.
"I want answers and you know what I mean"
"What?" her tone was mocking. She had summoned up all her attitude against him like a sharp weapon.
He did not appreciate the tone. His face contorted into an infuriated scornful look.
" I know you had your own reasons. What do you want? "
She rolled her eyes. Ofcourse. She was a bitch in his eyes wasn't she?
Well, it was time to prove him right.
" What's the problem! I'm not askin..."
He chuckled, taunting her.
"That's the problem. A girl like you never does anything without a reason. "
Her eyes narrowed.
'So I'll say what he wants to hear'
" Oh yes. You are right. Just consider that I have a big, selfish motive for this! "
She put on one of her 'I win' smirks and turned to live.
Vidushi- 1 Parth-0
But, he could never let her have the last word.
She found her arm caught in a vice like grip and Parth harshly pulled her back to face him.
His nostrils flared with anger and he glared at her intensely. " Complete your sentences. Tell me what you want! " the bitter demand in his tone was like a slap to the face.
It would have reduced her to tears.
Not today.
"What do you want huh? You want to return my ehsaan huh? Fine!" she huffed, glaring at him.
His curt nod prompted her.
"Fine. But you have to take the medicines regularly."
He turned away. This encouraged her even more and she found the courage to let words she'd never thought she'd say again leave her lips.
"You have to be my boyfriend for a month. And you have to act exactly like a boyfriend acts"
The confounded look on his face was a small blessing.
'Maybe he will leave me alone and not ask anymore questions' she prayed.
The look on his face was half contempt and half triumph. He had been anticipating some cheap trick. Alright. He'd play her game. And beat her at it.
He moved closer.
"You know what? You don't want a boyfriend. You just want me to pretend. Fine. I'll pretend. And then you'll know what it feels like when the person in front of you pretends"
She rolled her eyes.
"No problem. Pretend. 30 days." she taunted.
He walked away.
Vidushi - 1 Parth- 1
30 DAYS.
30 days that she'd stupidly given to him.
30 days and if he pretended to fall for her...
30 days and he could break her.
A wistful look on her face.
But, those 30 days were a guarantee.
He'd take the medicines.
She'd see to it that he did.
She promised herself those 30 days would be the best 30 days of their lives.
Even if he wanted nothing to do with her after those days, she'd have the memories to keep her love alive.
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The smoke blinded her.
But she could bear it.
What she coundn't bear was the heartwrenching sound of him. Coughing. Suffering.
Worry clouded all other coherent thoughts. Forgot the filter.
Forgot the other people in the miserable room.
She forgot everything except him.
She needed to get him out of here.
She hardened her heart and walked to him.
Adamant, stubborn person!
She begged and pleaded.
He didn't listen.
He never did.
There was only one solution.
Clang!
The metal against metal .
He angrily looked up.
"Why? I was done..."
He stopped in his tracks.
His hands.
Fear for his condition defeated her fear of him.
Somehow. She diddn't know how she managed to drag him out of the lab.
His weight was too much for her shoulder and she winced.
Too heavy.
She had to do this. For him.
Even if it killed her.
She dragged him to an empty classroom and made him sit on the bench.
She heard him breathe.
Loud, deep breaths.
Breaths that turned into regular normal ones.
She sighed in relief.
He was okay for now but she wasn't taking any risks.
Not with him.
She had to convince him to go to the doctor.
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"Miss Kumar, Mr. Kashyup. Anything wrong?" the doctor asked, taking his eyes away from the stack of papers from his desk.
"His hands" Vidushi could not disguise the worry in her voice this time.
"Let me take a look." The doctor declared.
10 minutes.
Ten minutes of pure torture.
Patience had never been a strong point for either of them.
"Just take your medicines on time, Parth." The doctor shook his head.
"Yes" Parth hung his head down.
Looking into her worry filled, lying eyes was unsettling.
Especially when he could not tell if she was genuine or not.
And that was not what bothered him the most.
What bothered him the most was the coming 30 days.
30 days of pretenses.
Of faking love where none existed.
Of showing her the pain of having fakers around you.
Of showing her how it felt to be in his shoes.
'I can't stand her presence as a person for more than 10 minutes. 30 days of being her boyfriend will definitely kill me.' Parth frowned.
"Alright Doctor, I'll personally make sure he takes his medicines" Vidushi's determined tone shook him out of the thoughts in his mind.
"Keep me updated. Especially if there are anymore problems." the Doctor gave Parth and Vidushi a stern glare.
"Yes we will." Vidushi spoke for both of them.
"You may leave."
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It was Vidushi who walked out first.
Parth followed, his anger taking over him again.
Taking hold of her upper arms he showed her into a wall.
"What are you doing?"
Her eyes held fear in them.
The fear however, was quickly masked by astonishment and anger.
He pressed her into the wall.
He was not being gentle and it took her all of her will power to not whimper in pain.
Instead, she focused on something else.
"What the hell, are you sure you took your meds and not drugs?"
Vidushi successfully freed one arm from his grip.
The grip on her other arm increased in retaliation.
"Let me go!" she hissed, struggling to break free.
His hands were strong enough to pin her back into the wall easily.
All her struggles were just pissing him off.
"Struggling is not going to help. Talk. Why are you doing this? I agreed to the boyfriend condition. Now give me my answer"
The whispered demand sent chills down her back.
Composing herself, putting on the bitch mask, she sneered at him.
"Wow, you yourself can't uphold the conditions and you expect me to comply? "
Her impudence made him grip her struggling hands tighter.
She winced in pain.
"Speak." he growled.
"When the 30 days are over. And if you can act like a proper boyfriend.." the taunting words made his blood boil.
She wanted a boyfriend?
She would get one.
And she would regret it.
*Be careful what you wish for. You might just get it*
She took in a strangled breath as his face twisted into a smirk.
"Oh really? Fine. 30 days."
The grip on her right arm vanished.
"30 days and these lips" he put his right thumb over her lips.
"These lips will tell me what I want to hear." he gently stroked her lower lip.
"Or else, I'll make them talk." he pressed his thumb with a little force and she gasped in pain.
"So, I suggest you keep your little speech ready" he tapped her lips with his index finger "Because lies will get you in trouble."
He stepped closer,watching her intently.
A shiver went down her spine.
She was already in trouble.
Deep.
Deep in trouble.
Edited by Burn_the_Ashes - 9 years ago
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