RishBala MiniFF: Running Away, Or Running Into? #2

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Mayajh

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Posted: 10 years ago

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Beautiful Update!! Waiting to find out how RK is going to cool down Madhu😊

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asmita.jain

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Posted: 10 years ago

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Hey pls add me to ua pm list...luved ur story...
Though i'll not b able to read or reply to ur pms for fewdays as m starting wid my xams tom
Hope u understand n wud keep on updating me so dat aftr xams i can keep a track of ur work...

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Posted: 10 years ago

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Sorry for the delay guys! Update would be up in a while!

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hey I new here was a silent reader before ur awesome I really loved it waiting for the nxt update pls pm me 😊

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Shivangi.

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Posted: 10 years ago

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I know I am being irregular, here's the thing. I have my end-terms from 11th and they'd end on 6th of December (on my birthday. HOW effing awesome -_-). So the updates will be on Saturdays and Sundays (most probably) and I might miss out 1 or 2 entire week if my exams are back to back (we haven't been given the clear schedule)
Post 6th December, I'll try to finish the story in 2-3 weeks! :)
PS: Last time, the PMs were sent by a crazy friend of mine, Siddhi (Directioner1D). SO thank u Sidd <3 <3 Your wallpapers, are due! I KNOW. I'll give them by tonight :D

PART 28[Madhu's POV]
"I am sorry...", he murmured in my ear. I shrieked in fear. "RK.", I turned and moved back. His eyes were droopy and wet. He wore the same shirt from last night. "Careful", he arched forward and held my waist. I looked at my waist and felt his face near me. His mouth smelled of vodka. "Are you high?", I gulped in fear. "I couldn't face you while I was normal.", he wasn't drunk. But he did have alcohol in his veins. "Why?", I crossed my hands on my chest. His hand was still holding my waist tenderly. "Because I am guilty.", he admitted in a low tone. "I am sorry.", he said and left me, and moved back. I came back on my feet and moved away. He took out a box from his pocket and handed it over to me. It was a new phone. "I don't want this.", I said proudly. "Please.", he requested. "No. I don't need your favours.", I looked away. He moved forward and grabbed my shoulders. "I am sorry.", his eyes were full of remorse and wet. I got lost in those deep blue objects of his vision. Unknowingly, my hand reached his face and I traced his carved face starting from his forehead. He closed his eyes absorbing the feel of my touch.
"Do you want this.", I whispered closing my eyes as his breath brushed my face.
"I don't know. I cannot say", he whispered back.
"Why do you ruin everything?", I moaned feeling his cheeks with mine.
"Because I don't know whether I can trust you.", he replied.
"Even when you say you don't trust me. You do. You still trust me RK. And you know it."
"I don't trust anyone..", he moaned.
"Yes you do! You just don't wish to admit it. This is not the repercussion of your past, this is the outcome of the power you've given to your alter ego. The ego which makes you feel you would never win."
"How do I know you wouldn't do the same to me."
"Don't you know RK", I stepped forward narrowing the distance between us. "You're here. With me. This is how you know it.", I murmured smiling.
"Your inner demons have eaten your self-esteem. Bring it back."
"Why am I here.", a tear rolled down his eyes.
"Because you care. Let yourself care. The world is a beautiful dream and not a nightmare."
"How can you be so sure.", he asked me.
"Because I know it is. It is a beautiful dream. And I will make your life worth living RK."
"Will you", his voice broke into a soft sob.
"Yes", I whispered and pecked his cheek. He slipped his hands around me hiding his face in my hair.
"I am really sorry. I had a bad deal last night. I got a message from Will saying that my client had called off the deal because of my court case past."
"They lost a gem", I slipped my hands around his neck patting his back.
"Thank you for being a friend."
"Thank you for being a husband.", I smiled and hid my face in his neck.
"I doubt if you will remember all this when your alcohol goes down.", I broke the hug rolling my eyes.
"I would. Because I just had one peg."
"And you were dreading that I would drink?", I chuckled looking at him.
"I wanted to see if I can talk it out in front of you.", he smiled and told me. "I like you smiling.", I winked at him. He moved back and stood taking support on the opposite slab. His hands were in his pockets. "What is it?", he pointed at the oven. "Butter-cookies", I smiled. "Give me my new phone!", I winked again. He took out the box and handed it over me. "Is this the cookie-batter?", he moved forward and noticed the bowl. "Yup.", I told while I opened my new phone. It was gorgeous and shiny and beautiful. I quickly took the charger and put it into the power. "Thanks!", I moved forward and gave him a side hug. He slipped one if his hand on my waist and he reciprocated the hug. "I'll make the next batch.", he rubbed his hands. I rolled my eyes, "You're drunk sweety!"
He looked at me, "No."
"Yes. Why else would Rishabh Kundra the RICHIE RICH make butter cookies with me.", I stared.
"Because..", he stopped and thought. "...I am drunk?", he told me. I couldn't be surer. He was terribly drunk. "I dread you won't remember a single thing after this alcohol descends from your brain."
"Remind me.", he said.
"I'd rather stay miles away from you after your alcohol goes down."
"Why?"
"Because I hate your real self.", I admitted.
"You do?", he looked shocked.
"Nope. Just kidding buddy!", I hit his shoulder with a fist and spread another tray. He stood beside me as I laid the second batch of butter cookies. I could feel his constant eyes on me. I blushed inwardly. "Here!", I kept the last cookie and took out my gloves. He took the tray and helped me take it to the oven. We replaced the trays and reached into our bedroom. No, my bedroom. He trudged and fell on my bed on his stomach. I took out a camcorder and set it on my dressing table facing our direction, so RK exactly knew what he was doing when he was high. I sat beside him and took out my laptop. His eyes were closed. Before I could keep the laptop on my lap, he moved forward and kept his head.
"Are you sure.", I asked him. He nodded.
"Its been a long while since I slept on my mother's lap.", he said. I dropped my jaws, "Dont tell me my lap reminds you of your mom!". I was horrified. "No! I just want to lie down.", he hugged my thighs. I moved my fingers through his hair. His eyes were close. "So, tell me. What all do you like.", I asked.
"I don't like anything now."
"Why?"
"Life is a waste."
"No. Life is what you make it."
"Anjali made my life."
"NO. Your mom, dad and YOU made your life. Live it your style."
"No. I spoilt my life."
"RK. Move off. I can't keep talking to a pessimistic soul"
I pushed him away and he fell back. His eyes were closed and he had dozed off. I carefully tiptoed out of my room and closed the door behind me. My cookies were ready. I placed them in the air-tight jars and grabbing my keys I made it to the supermarket.
When I returned, he was sitting on my couch holding his head. "Are you...YOU?", I asked entering the house. He looked at me. "What did I do.", his eyes were freaked out and red. "What?", I got confused. He rose up and moved towards me. "What did I do?"
"Nothing?", I told him casually.
"Its all recorded. Check the camcorder in my room.", I told him.
He rushed in and brought it out. He saw the recording on fast forward. "Why did you?", he asked me.
"Just so you know, my husband is a gentleman.", I said proudly. He was aghast. "I am sorry."
"42.", I said.
"42?", he asked.
"This is the 42nd time you said sorry.", I chuckled. He wasn't smiling. I made lemonade and offered it to him. "Its ok.", I told him sitting on the couch next to his. "Are you sure?", he asked me.
"Yeah I am sure its 42nd time.", I nodded. He shook his head and headed into my room. I followed him trying to control my giggles.
"Are you sure I didn't do anything insane?", he asked me folding his hands on his chest.
"No. You didn't. You gave me a new phone and that is it."
"I did not apologise?", he dropped his jaws down.
"Geez! RK. I already told you, you apologised 42 times!", I heaved a sigh in disgust. "And before you ask me if you touched me? NO! You didn't. You just kept your head on my lap for a while and apologised. Again", I sighed.
"And?", he enquired.
"And before that we baked butter cookies. You know. I did tell you that you would not remember a single thing when you get up.", I dropped my head down. "I remember.", he muttered. I looked up. He was staring at me. "I remember everything...", he said.
"Then why did you ask?", I was shocked.
"I wanted to know what will you hide from me, to make me feel better. But you didn't hide anything. Thank you for being honest.", he said. I was speechless for a while. "Sorry...", he said. I wasn't happy. He was testing me. But wait, he did admit the fact about not trusting me. So it is fair. "Its ok. Did I pass?", I rolled my eyes. "Yes. Thank you. For your honesty."
"Thank you for considering me honest", I looked away. He moved forward and hugged me awkwardly, engulfing my body in between his mighty protective arms. "I am sorry for last night. And I am sorry for today. I shouldn't have yelled at you because it wasn't your fault and I shouldn't have tested you because this is unethical."
"It is ok.", I wrapped my arms around him. "Don't do this again though. It kinda hurts.", I drank the tears that formed in my eyes. "I have no idea what made me test you.", he broke away from the hug. "Your mistrust. Like I told you. While you were supposedly drunk."
"I was high. That wasn't a part of the test."
"Hmm..."
"Listen. I am sorry. Please. What can I do."
"Nothing. I am not mad."
"You're hurt. And you're not talking it out.", he said holding my shoulders.
"Yes, I am hurt.", my eyes moistened again. "I don't know why. Maybe its the emotional ups and downs that are happening in my body. I haven't felt these emotions ever.", I broke into a sob. He cupped my face and wiped off the tears. "I am sorry. I should've known. I am really sorry. I apologise deeply.", he said. I expected something more from him, but then that was so much he had already said. I didn't want to push him further. "Its ok.", I faked a smile.
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Next Update, up tomorrow.

Edited by Temptations. - 10 years ago