Thorns And Roses # 3 Completed New Link PG 1 - Page 18

Originally posted by: taahir004

<font color="#660099" size="3">My mum just makes fun , and if any of the elders speak about her she makes more fun of it
but in our house nobody ever tells my mum that she is different
and besides when people look at both Nadeem and I we look like perfect Indians </font>

it happens in every house ..
Chalo me going..bye bye

Originally posted by: suhaaana

you can call me whatever you like

Suhana Di if fine with me..

Originally posted by: suhaaana

bye simi

okk nitika

Okay bye... Di..

Originally posted by: nitika20

Okay bye... Di..

bye

Part 14 A



A month passed where Geet and I had a lot of fun .

We had our share of little fights, but more than anything, we were happy being with each other.

She was beginning to grow happier as time passed.

I told myself, the day I saw a genuine smile on her face which was not dependent on me, would be the day I would be willing to die.

That day had still not come, but as time passed, we were heading closer and closer to that day.

One night, after I returned home from work, and we had dinner, we had begun to make out it was not unusual for us.

We kissed often, and we had probably gone through dozens of packs of condoms already.

We had a lot of fun in bed.

Her lips were on mine, her tongue fighting with mine for dominance, as her hands were unbuckling my belt. My hands were on her bottoms, squeezing them, and pulling her closer towards me on the bed.

After we removed all of our clothes, I reached for the pack of condoms but Geet grabbed my arm.

"Maan it's enough," she said seriously, "No more condoms... I want to feel you, all of you .

I don't want anything between us."

Oh how I wanted to feel all of her too.

I did not like the idea of having a piece of latex in between us either, but what could I do?

I was helpless.

For her sake, I had to do this.

"Geet I'm still not ready to have children... there's so much I want to do with you,"

I murmured to her.

"But Maan, can't we find another way?" she asked, tears prickling her eyes.

I wrapped my arms around her and held her naked body against mine.

"Will you take pills?" I asked her softly.

"Birth control pills?" she asked.

"Yeah, if you take birth control pills, we won't have to use condoms," I suggested.

"Okay, I can do that," she agreed.

Then I kissed the top of her head and caressed her back softly.

"We can go to the doctor tomorrow," I told her.

"Okay," she said happily. "I love you Maan."

"I love you too Geet," I told her with a smile.

I did not know then, that this decision would be the one decision that turned everything around.

Geet started to take birth control pills, and after two weeks of being on them, we stopped using the condoms.

She was to take a pill at the exact same time everyday.

Geet took her pill in the afternoon at 4 PM.

I would still be at work at four, but I would often text her to remind her.

For the first three months of her being on the pill, it was exciting the way I got to feel her directly brought forth a new level of intimacy.

After the first three months passed, Geet started to get lonely.

I would spend more time at work, and she had no friends.

She didn't want to meet anyone, or even get to know the neighbors.

I asked her over and over again, if she wanted to meet Dev and Naintara they were good people, and they would never think ill of her, but she wanted to be in her own cave of loneliness.

That was when distance started to form between us.

When I would come home from work, Geet would be lying down in bed, fast asleep even if it was just six in the evening.

When she woke up or came into contact with me, it would be to dully tell me to put my socks in the laundry or to eat dinner.

She stopped speaking to me completely and it was taking her back into her depression.

One day, I decided that I had enough.

She needed to speak up.

So, when I came home from work earlier than usual.

This time it was just past four, and I had obviously caught her by surprise, since she was cooking in the kitchen and hadn't laid down in bed, pretending to sleep.

"You're early," she said.

"I wanted to spend some time with you," I told her softly.

"Why?" she asked, looking at me suspiciously.

"I can't spend time with my wife?" I asked her, raising my eyebrows.

"It's just a strange thing... that's all," she muttered. "You don't care about me anymore."

"Who told you that?" I asked her, and wrapped my arms around her waist from behind her.

I felt her body stiffen against me as my lips found her neck.

"Maan stop," she said. "I don't want to do anything with you."

She turned off the stove and turned around to face me, tears filling her eyes.

"What did I do?" I asked her.

"You come home late.

I am so lonely here.

By coming home early one day, it won't change anything," she snapped.

"Geet , how many times have I told you to make friends," I asked her impatiently.

"You know Dev and Naintara are dying to meet you and there are so many other people you can meet -"

"Shut up Maan !" she screamed, tears falling from her eyes.

"I don't want to make any friends.

I don't want anyone or anything.

I don't even want you. Just leave me alone Maan !"

"Geet," I said softly, and placed a hand on her shoulder before

I engulfed her in a tight hug. "I love you so much."

She sobbed against me, but I held her so tightly that she relaxed in my embrace, as I caressed her hair.

"I want to have kids Maan," she whispered. "I want to have a child

I want us to start a family. Please Maan , let's have a child."

I felt my entire body fill with shock as she said that how was I supposed to tell her no?

"I want to go places with you," I whispered.

"We still haven't gone anywhere!

At this rate we'll only have kids after I hit menopause, and by then it'll be too late," she snapped.

"Geet , we haven't enjoyed fully," I said to her.

"I don't know about what your enjoyment is like Maan ditching me and going to work, and then coming home expecting for me to sleep with you!" she snapped.

I pulled her body off mine and looked at her with shock.

"How can you say that?" I asked her.

"You know I've been busy, but I try to spend as much time with you as I can."

"I want to have a child Maan I'm not asking you," she said.

"Geet we are not having a child," I snapped at her, getting frustrated.

"Yes we are," she argued.

"I don't care Geet ... we are not having a child, and that's final," I responded impatiently.

"Too bad, I'm already pregnant," she snapped, her eyes filling with tears, and then turned around and ran up the stairs.

I felt like a bullet had just shot through my heart.

I didn't know if I was alive, or if I had died.

My breaths seemed to betray me, but somehow I was still breathing.

I was alive, but I didn't know whether I truly was here.

Geet was pregnant.

How could My Geet be pregnant?

She couldn't be... I thought we had established certain measures to prevent that.

Did she miss her pill? Why hadn't I checked up on her? What happened?

It was my fault... all my fault.

My eyes filled with tears.

No... this couldn't be true.

My Geet couldn't be pregnant.

She was lying , she just wanted to get a reaction out of me.

No I will not lose my Geet

I ran up the stairs furiously, where she was sitting on her bed, looking sullen, her arms folded.

I grabbed her arm and pulled her up.

"What is wrong with you?" I screamed. "You aren't pregnant!"

"I am pregnant!" she yelled back. "I swear I am!"

"Did you miss a pill?" I screamed furiously, grabbing her shoulders and shaking her.

"Why are you overreacting?" she shouted, "I am pregnant, you should be happy!"

"Did you miss a pill or not?" I yelled angrily.

"I stopped taking the pills one month in!" she screamed back.

"I didn't want them. I wanted to have kids with you and you are getting angry for no reason.

Why are you so against having kids?"

"Geet you did that without consulting me?" I bellowed.

I was furious. I had gone insane. This was not right how could she do that?

"Maan it isn't like you haven't lied to me in the past so don't even pull that!" she yelled.

"Do you even know what you did?" I screamed, shaking her violently.

"Do you even understand?"

"What did I do?

What is wrong in me wanting to start a family?

What is wrong with you?" she screamed, tears streaming down from her eyes.

"Why are you behaving like this? Maan I just wanted to have a family with you."

"You want to kill me," I said to her, my eyes filling with tears.

"That's it. You want to kill me."

"What? Where are you taking this?" she asked,

"Why would I want to kill you?"

"You're going to kill me... you will kill me," I said, in a state of shock.

"Oh God... Geet, come with me right now... we're going to the hospital."

"Why?" she asked. "No! I'm not going to the hospital."

"Come with me!" I yelled. "I said come with me

I'm not giving you an option."

Then I grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards the door, my heart beating incredibly fast, as I felt my life slowly being pulled away from me.

Geet was crying on the car ride to the hospital.

How could she not? I was dragging her to the hospital for getting pregnant, I was angry at her... she was obviously going to be shaken.

"Are you taking me to the hospital to get an abortion?" she asked in the car, her voice barely above a whisper.

"If it comes to that, then yes," I told her seriously.

"What?" she asked, looking at me with wide eyes, as if she didn't believe her ears.

"I never expected this from you."

She wiped her tears with the back of her hand and took deep breaths, as if she had to calm herself down.

"The Maan who was with me six years ago never suggested an abortion when I got pregnant

My Maan told me we'll make it work... he said he'll support me through all of my choices.

Who are you?

Where is my Maan?" she wailed.

I pulled up into the hospital and found a parking space.

"I'll tell you everything Geet... but please trust me," I told her softly.

"I'm sorry for yelling at you, but what can I do? I love you too much."

"You love me too much? Really?

Then why would you drag me here to have an abortion?" she asked me, tears filling her eyes again.

But wait you know what I've realized six years ago it was your mistake to have sex with me maybe you thought you making love to your girlfriend Sameera and now six years later my mother forced me down your throat right , you had no choice and had to accept the marriage for whatever reason , you say you love me

I lay in your arms with my naked body but the minute I say I'm pregnant I'm carrying a part of you , you hate that idea because I'm not truly the person you love .

the person you love can only carry your child right Maan and that is the reason you bringing me for an abortion.

"I feel like scum right now but whatever you throw at me I'm going to accept because I truly do love you Geet and I didn't drag you here to have an abortion,"

I told her seriously, "I dragged you here to visit a doctor, because we need to know what will happen."

"What do you mean what will happen?" she asked me, looking at me with a confused expression.

I took a deep breath and decided that it was now or never

I had to tell her the truth, otherwise not only would I look like the devil in her eyes, but she had the right to know what was happening with her body.

"The reason I didn't want you to get pregnant was because... because..." I said, struggling to find the words to explain the situation to her.

"Because?" she asked softly, looking at me with wide eyes.

"Because after the complications of your first pregnancy, the doctor said, if you become pregnant again... that... that there are high chances of you losing your life," I managed to get out.

She looked at me with a shocked expression, and I felt my heart drop just by watching the heartbreak take over her features.

Her expression clearly conveyed her heartbreak and pain.

I wanted to do something to make it better .

I wanted to hold her tight and tell her I loved her so much, and that none of that would matter, because we could adopt or find another method to conceive.

We wouldn't need to resort to pregnancy.

However, the damage had already been done. Geet was already pregnant.

Originally posted by: taahir004

please imagine if I even by mistake look in a wrong direction
that girl will dig my eyes out 😆
no Taahir its best he travels and hides alone yeah that is a groovy solution
I'll return when I'm 50 years

that will be a hilarious situation😆

congratulations for new thread
I read the note if someone is hurt then you change a bit in your story jaise lokhoge sab waise hi padhenge no problem at all and don't be upset for that.

Congrats for new thread