Arshi - His Buttercup! [Part 1 - Page 2]

She wiped her cheek once more as she swerved the car again. How can he do that to me? She couldn't believe what she saw. There was so much pain. There was so much hurt that she wanted to just bang her car across the road. He wanted her cause of her money. All those email, gifts, and those lovey dovey actions for nothing, but just so her father could spend in his business. How can I be so blind? She sighed. She had been so sure she was falling in love with him, but this, what was this? She didn't understand. She didn't know that people this close to her heart could hurt her this much. Just then the beeping in her car brought her out of her misery.

"Oh not you too, please." She looked the gas tank and it was almost empty.

She kept driving, but the beeping never stopped. The highway was pretty much empty and it was too dark to ask someone for help. She drove and prayed until she saw the sign for a gas station. She took the turn towards the road that led to the gas station. The big cracks and puddles were make it hard for to drive. She huffed. Ugghhh. The day is not in my favor. They car was low from the bottom, so when she drove over the bumper something clanked at the bottom.

"You better not stop on me today, Bae... I beg you." She stopped in front the gas pump and looked around her.

The entire area was so empty that it felt so spooky. The tree branches around the gas station spread out like witches' brooms. The light flickered inside the little store by the side of the station. She took her wallet and phone and stepped out of car. Her foot almost twisted due the imbalance of the small ditch.

"Ouch!" She yelped as she held on to the door of her black Audi. She was scared to death as the cold wind swooshed passed her. "Please god, let me get home safe!" She whispered.

She shivered as another wave of wind came by her. She started walking towards the little liquor store. Her body was covered in goosebumps and the coldness of the night was seeping in to her skin.She pulled down her Mint colored dress that came to stop just above her knees. The echo of her heels made the situation way more spooky than it really was. She knocked on the payment window because the front door was locked. There was no reply. After few knocks, she gave up. What am I gonna do now? She was almost on the verge of crying when someone pulled on her once properly tucked back hair.

She screamed on top her lungs and a hand came on her mouth. The hand blocked her voice and turned her around.

"I am just gonna talk, Princess." He stared at her hard. "So you better shut up. Not even a whisper okay?" She nodded and he let her go.

"Who the hell are you?" the young boy asked her. "And what the hell are you doing at my station?"

She knew he was waiting for her to answer, but she couldn't talk because he warned her about talking, and she was too scared to talk anyway due to a small sword like knife hanging off his belt.

"I know you are able to speak, so why aren't you talking?" He narrowed his eyes at her.

"You told me to not speak." She said it in weak voice and then slapped her hand on her mouth when she realized she was speaking. "Sorry," she mumbled from behind her hand.

She could see he eyes almost seemed to be filled with amusement.

"Please, Don't kill me!" She squeaked. "I just want some gas for my car."

"Oh princess, I have all the plans to rob you." He creepily ran her hands on her hair. She shivered and stepped back and twisted her foot. The pain was severe, but she didn't even squeak at this time.

"You can have my car and cards, here." She held out her hands with keys and her wallet in it. "But please don't kill me." Her eyes were brimming with tears.

"What am I gonna do with your cards and car? I can't your cards around here and The car... you think I can sell that car without getting caught?" He smirked. "What do you have for me that can get you away from here safely?"

Her body trembled as she thought about her belongings.

"My watch?" She held her hand "You can have it. It's a rolex and it's brand new. I can get you the receipt tomorrow you can return it and all the money is yours and I'll get you more money from my dad. Please let me go."

The guy almost cracked up in front of her. She didn't know what he found amusing.

"Oh princess, you are so naive. I was just-" before he could finish his sentence they heard the loud roar of engine and blasting musing. She could see that his body stiffened as he reached for something.

He pulled out the gun and held it against her neck. Her body completely went in to shock and she stood still. She stopped breathing.

"Breathe Princess, breathe. Trust me. Just breathe and don't look their way."

Unfortunately she couldn't stop herself. She stared at the van that was passing by the station and the people in the van sucked the breath out of her. Those people had big scorpion tattoo on their forehead and the way they stared her, it felt like the wanted to torture her soul.

"They are gone. Trust me you are safe." The boy said and brought her out of the shock.

"It's hard to trust a guy who just held a gun to my neck." She hissed.

He started laughing which pissed her off more.

He was humming and patrolling the sides of the track behind the station when he heard Aahan laughing like a maniac he was. Something flickered in his heard. It's been so long since he heard the 19 years old laughing like that. He rounded the corner in order to see what had his friend rolling in the laughing fit. His feet came to halt when he saw the beautiful girl standing there and glaring at his young friend. He wanted to move but his feet stayed frozen where they were. How can a girl dressed up this fancy and in heels show up in such neighborhood. He finally stepped towards them as he wanted to know the reason behind her visit to the area she probably never even seen in her life.

"Aahan!" He yelled out his name, but affection was filled in voice.

"Shit!" His younger friend mumbled. "Just playing around with her."

The girl turned around and looked at him suspiciously before noticing the badge hanging from his belt.

"OH MY GOD! Please save me from this criminal. He is trying to kill me and rob me. Please!" He could see she was trying to move, but then stood still.

"No, I am not!" Aahan rolled his eyes at her and then turned towards him. "Seriously! this is the fake one you gave me."

"WHAT!" She yelled at him. "This is fake." Then she hit Aahan on her head with her wallet. "I thought you were going to shoot me with that. You idiot."

Arnav stared at her with disbelief what kind of girl was she, standing here in the middle of the night, bickering with an unknown guy. He measured up the way she was talking and looking at Aahan. She didn't look like she was looking upon on him or taunting him. She just seemed to be really cold as he saw her shiver.

"Hey! Hey!" Arnav went ahead and broke off their argument. He turned to Aahan and glared at him. "Why are you here bothering, Miss Buttercup?"

"HEY MY NAME IS NOT BUTTERCUP!" She interrupted him.

"Your name doesn't matter here Buttercup. Why are you here?" He turned to her and narrowed his eyes at her.

She stepped back a little and winced. He had a small urge to hold her elbow as she winced again and he wanted to ask her why she was in pain?

"I just wanted gas. Seriously, I just want gas. I just need to get home. Please help me." She squeaked. "I don't know how to put the fuel in the car. I have never done it before."

He nodded at her and ordered Aahan to fill up her car. He wanted to get her out of his neighborhood. She seemed so naive and trusting. She could fall in to wrong hands and never see the sun rising again. He felt some kind of protective pull towards her. He wanted to drop this angel wherever she was dropped from.

Aahan signaled towards him and he knew something was wrong. As he got closer to him, Aahan whispered.

"Rohan and his gang took a round and I think he saw them." Arnav's muscle contracted and he turned to stare at the shivering girl. She innocently looked around and waited for them to finish. Aahan continued, "We need to get her out of here before his men come again. She does seems like the type he smuggle out."

The thought of her getting hurt and then sold in to slavery burned his blood with anger. He walked back towards her and stared at her angrily. She seemed to wrap her arms around her in fear.

"You need to get in your car and get the hell out of here and never show up here again." He snapped.

"What about the money?" She whispered.

"DID YOU NOT UNDERSTAND WHAT I SAID? GET. THE. HELL. OUT. OF. HERE."

"Fine, You don't have to yell." She snapped at him and stomped her foot and then winced. "Ouch," he heard her whisper in pain and then watch her limp towards the car.

"Hey, what happened?" His voice was soft as he followed.

"I don't know." She got in her car and slammed the door in his face. He heard Aahan laughing. Arnav looked up and glared at his laughing friend, while Miss Buttercup tried to start her but nothing happened. She sighed and turned to look him for help. He wanted to smile at her innocent expressions. He asked her to open the front of the car and he fixed the part which was out of its place. He pushed the front cover down and signaled her to drive. She nodded and waved them a good bye.

Arnav closed down all the windows of their stores along with locking all the doors. They were walking back of Arnav's car when they realized that her car was still parked in the same place. Arnav and Aahan looked at each other in confusion and then walked to her car. They looked in from the side and she was crying in side silently. Arnav's knock on the car window startled her and she almost jumped up in her seat, but she sighed when she recognized them.

"Why are you crying?" He stared at her red eyes and the tears pricked his heart. She seemed so vulnerable and fragile.

"My foot is hurting when I put it on the pedal." She whispered as she bit her lower lip to bite back her cry.

He sat on the uneven ground and asked her to bring her foot out. When he touched her foot, she was so cold that he thought she was going to freeze to death. He inspected her foot and he knew she twisted and he had to turn it just once, but he didn't know if she would let him. So he just gave it a tug in opposite way and she screamed in pain.

"Are you trying to kill me?"

"Sorry!" He knew he did the right thing, but just seeing her in this much made him uncomfortable. "It needed a twist, I promise it will be fine by tomorrow. If I didn't do that you would be in severe pain by midnight. I still don't think so you'll be able to drive it."

She nodded and slid over the console towards the passenger side, but then she turned and narrowed her eyes. "You are not gonna kidnap me right?"

"I am a policeman, Buttercup. I save people." He laughed and slid in the driver seat as she settled in the passenger seat.

"Who knows maybe you are a dirty cop." She mumbled carelessly.

Suddenly he stiffened in his seat and his eyes turned hard. Those two words slammed back his haunted past in front of him. Those two words brought those painful memories back to the surface.

"Just gonna drop you hope, Buttercup." He said in clipped voice.

He followed the address that she punched in the GPS, but the words she said kept haunt him. Dirty Cop. They kept ringing in his mind. Although, she lived a few miles across the tracks, but it was all fenced up by barbed wires on her side of the community and they had to take the highway back to her house and it took them twenty minutes to reach her gated society. She pushed her card in the scanner and the newly polished iron gates opened. He drove in and they stopped in the circular driveway of the third mansion. She thanked him and slowly got out of the car. He locked the car and handed her the keys.

"How are you going to get home?" She worriedly asked. "Do you want me to ask Omi to drop you?"

It's like she was just taking parts of his heart one by one by her innocence and her caring nature.

"No, thank you. Aahan is waiting for me outside the gates. Take Care, Buttercup." he was about to walk away, but she spoke again.

"Thank you for filling up car. I'll drop the money tomorrow."

He was desperate to see her again. Hell, he wanted to just keep her with him, but he knew she needed to stay away from his world. She wasn't safe in his world. His world was chaotic and full of gun shots and blood. She seemed too innocent to ever set foot in his small town of blood.

"No, do not ever take that exit off the highway again. Good Bye, Buttercup." He caressed her cheek with sadness and tucked the loose lock of her hair. Then he walked way, leaving a piece of his heart with her. It was sad, but he knew he needed to remind himself that...

She didn't belong to his world.