A Cursed Up Love T2

A Curse
Ancient scrolls bring forth curses;a contagious power that independently destroys life.
A spell so strong that dissolves dawn to dusk,
a spell so cruel killing Robin and blooming Crows
and a spell so evil bringing plague to a nation.
But a mother's curse is the most dangerous spell of all.

A Love

And a Cursed Up Love

and Cursed before Loved

Note: Not a supernatural story, sorry if you thought otherwise.

Special mention: Thank you Fleurdelice (creative shop) for the wonderful banner and Swarek for helping me choose my title.

Chapter 20: Friendship before loving

Hiccups and quiet heaving could be heard in the otherwise silent room, Maan stood tall calming a distort Geet. His long arms folding at her soft framed shoulder, while hers went around his tough waist.

'Geet are you going to tell me what's happened?' he asked jaggedly after several beats feeling her tears soak his white shirt, prickling both his outside and in.

'Geet' he addressed again stopping his hands that stroked her back to which she snuggled deeper ashamed of her act and more so scared of his reaction. She couldn't tell him what she told Vicky, no she couldn't, she wouldn't she thought tightening her hold subconsciously. This was the closest they have been in days apart from the dance downstairs but she was least affected. While his insides flipped and churned every time her hot breathe caught his skin.

'Geet' he sounded alarmed feeling the heat that emitted from her tightly folded hands.

'He hates me' she whispered against his throat causing another involuntary action, weird thoughts invaded his system but the only thing that kept him sane was her hiccupping every now and then.

'No he doesn't, it's your first fight. It happens all the time, all you need to do is say sorry and then you're back to normal' he persuaded after some time, calming his nerve and hand which seemingly enough relaxed with time.

'Really' she shot out to see him nod, surprised and happy.

'I'll just go now then' she said distancing herself, a cold air wafted through pushing them further back which he suddenly disapproved of.

'Geet you can't, it's like 2 now plus if I know Vicky then he'd like his place, give it a day' calming a crying Geet seemed easier than a dancing one. Persuading an already upbeat Geet was all the more harder.

'Geet get changed and go to bed, we will see Vicky tomorrow' he ordered to a hyped Geet, who cared less and jumped towards the door

'Geet don't make me shout' he continued with little aggression tugging slightly onto her arm

'Fine' she answered back clearly not happy with the outplay, collecting her nighty she slowly slouched to the bathroom hoping Maan would change his mind. Stopping once at the door of the bathroom, she looked back to see his raised brow in command to which she hastily got in and locked the door. Maan sat outside listening to her babbles in the bathroom. She was one weird girl, one moment crying inconsolably and the next fretting like a baby.

'I'm ready' she twirled in a semi-circle showing off her nighty looking absolutely cute firing moody daggers at him, but Maan wasn't going to admit that. Of course he wasn't.

'Good now get to bed'

'blimey his worse than Tauji and Brij veerji put together' she whispered to herself getting into bed, obviously only then realising Maan's questioning gaze to which she immediately pulled the duvet over her head and pretended to snore.

'Bella has he gone' she creeped her head slowly up after few minutes to look at the bedside table where the cage rested

'No I believe I'm still here' it was meant to sound annoyed but the amusement couldn't be hidden and seeing Geet dig right to the centre of her bed left him cackling silently, gosh this girl was too much. For some unknown reason he hanged around for a while wanting to see her next antic but seeing her lay still, he assumed she slept off. With tiny steps he walked to her bed and pulled her up to the pillow, tucking an invisible strand he felt with a hideous smile on his lips.

Once in his bedroom, he thought back to their little interaction. This was the most they talked, never mind touched. Ok hugged because touched sounds wrong for every right reason. He lay there in bed for once not feeling guilty, something told him he would be ok. Maybe he wasn't in a bad situation after all. With a smile he slept, that very smile he was trying hard to display before the party was now plastered in his dreams which for the first time wasn't Sameera centric instead in was filled with colours and laughter of a young vibrant girl who'd probably live on to be his true love in the future. But that only time would tell!

The next morning started off with a mission for Geet, busily she got out of bed, brushed, bathed and banged downstairs with the hope of making it up with Vicky. While Maan leisurely sat in his cosy bed, then slowly got ready for the day. An hour later, all sat at the table. Vicky in a broody mood, a trying Geet, amused Maan and a confused Dadi.

'Geet for god sake sit down, Vicky can serve himself' Dadi finally stated seeing how Geet piled different food onto his plate with energy while Vicky carefully brushed it off and fetched for toast, the only product not on his plate. Geet instantly sat beside Maan and in front of Vicky not wanting to upset Dadi.

'I have to go' Vicky immediately got up as soon as a tearful Geet sat down, maybe feeling guilty or sad but needless to say he wanted to avoid any confrontation with Geet. Her sorry face was seen by him but his heavy heart wasn't willing to acknowledge.

'I'm sorry dear' Dadi apologised witnessing Geet's wobbling chin and her tear-filled eyes. Dadi was an outspoken woman with a strong clear character which Geet was minutely scared of, especially now with no Vicky by her side. Hence she just nodded and played with the food on the plate, appetite gone through the door along with Vicky.

'It's ok, we'll think of something else' Maan tried consoling as soon as everybody left from the breakfast table, something in him couldn't hold back seeing her sad state

'Promise' came her wish with hopeful eyes

'I promise' he declared earning him another hug which lasted like a millisecond, as soon as she was in that's how quickly she came out looking slightly ashamed and red, with a quick apology she ran up leaving a rather confused Maan. What was in her that made him so dysfunctional? He liked her hugs, he liked her character and for sure he hated her tears. Yet he couldn't see her as his future, which he believed belonged to Sameera.

Geet sat on her sofa in her bedroom thinking of the past incidents with Maan, the last night and breakfast table hug seemed to occupy her mind. She messed up big time, she being a hugging person it came naturally but in her folly she never realised it was Maan, her namesake husband whose already in love and might take in wrong. With each thought, anxiety grew folds after folds. What would Maan think and with it his request to meet last night also popped up, oh my she's gone. He's probably going to ask for an immediate divorce, especially after her hugging tirade.

'Bella what shall I do, should I go see him and say sorry?' She questioned the only thing that remained as her friend

'Vicky hates me so that's probably it, we're leaving' she breathed into her palm feeling sad to leave her only friend who wasn't a furred animal nor was he related, well at least not if Maan was taken out the picture.

'Go see him, go see him' Bella repeated like a recorder breaking through her self-pity

'Should I?' she questioned with a nerving smile, maybe it wasn't as bad

'Go see him' her ever so trustful aide batted it's wings pushing her to stand straight on her feet and walk right up to the library. Only then did her steps falter, one two three' she inhaled deeply before pushing the door open. Maan had been busy collecting files which needed to be taken to office, so he had his back to her.

'What to say, do I start off or shall I just stand here' she questioned herself standing near the doorframe and then moved a step forward thinking it to be too far, this process continued for another 20 steps. So in the end Geet stood right behind Maan, who was so immersed in work that he didn't realise nor did she who was fighting her own thoughts. It took one moment, one strong turn from Maan and there she flew to the hard ground taking Maan along who immediately dived his hands to her back, securing her thin frame to him.

'Erm are you ok' she questioned confusingly after a few minutes of silence seeing him stare, she had her eyes closed when he fell on her but thankfully her back was saved due to his hands. It took a while for Geet to regain her sense, struggling to breath with such a heavy weight on her fragile self. During which time, Maan gazed at this innocent damsel. She with the golden eyes, the small nose, beautiful skin and alluring scent. Something about her spoke to him even when she didn't which remotely tagged his conscious leaving him dazed.

'Yep, are you?' he questioned back in short coming back to the real world with her voice finally registering. The next few seconds, both took to patting down their dress once they got up.

'You wanted to see me last night' Geet answered meeting his questioning look

'Oh yes, actually it's important so please take a seat' and with it Maan sat down at his seat indicating Geet to occupy hers in front of him which might be slightly, make it overtly terrifying for the soft and juvenile Geet.

'I don't think you've studied to degree level, have you?' he immediately fired once she sat down leaning on the table, setting a wave of disturbing questions within her. Was he annoyed because she had no degree?

'No fine, I'd like you to think hard and let me know at the end of this week which career you'd like to pursue' He started seeing her slow nod but the glowing terror on her face told a different story

'WHAT?' was her response, of all things she hadn't expected this. He wanted her to study and not leave, not yet atleast. Somewhere Geet was relieved, answering her family members needed time and thought which she hasn't yet given with Vicky, Dadi and different' situations i.e. now

'I understand it's difficult, but I thought you can start looking or maybe you already know'

'But' came her question, obviously her mind running only on one thing Fake relationship'

'Look Geet I know what you are thinking, we can't tell dadi anytime soon it's too early for now and I don't what you to suffer, at least career wise' he corrected seeing her hurt expression once again

'If you're confused you can work with us until you figure out what you want' he suggested seeing a confused Geet

'It'll be useful for cajoling Vicky, he won't be able to run away from you' Maan laughed stressing out the problem. Somehow he wanted her to agree, again an action he didn't understand.

'Fine' Geet smiled seeing his raised eyes to which he immediately relaxed

'OK go get ready, we leave in 5 minutes'

'Wait no 5's too quick, I need at least 20' Geet demanded getting up and walking to the door

'and what do I wear, no one knows me plus I've never actually been to an office. OMG help' Geet screamed to herself rather than to him, running down the hall feeling excited with the turn of events. Finally she'll persuade Vicky and be out the house kind of alone if Maan and Vicky are excluded that is. OMG this was exciting and frightening at the same time.

'Wear whatever and I'll see you soon' Maan shouted hearing her thumping down the corridor to which she replied 'OK' in a strained voice clearing highlighting how stressed she was. 'Why was Geet so easy to read, easier than Sameera' he thought and the next minute he corrected himself sitting upright and wiping that smile off. What was he doing, Geet was just an obligation. That was the deal and more over Geet wanted it like that! He was supposed to be mourning over a heartbreak, not befriending his wife; who seemed to have edged a place in his life over the past 24 hours. Before yesterday, they were like strangers immune to one another unless cancerous Dadi was in the vicinity. But now they seemed to have formed some kind of bonding which attacked his guilt and built on his anger.

Note: I expect you are wonderful Soph' for this chapter lol, its over 2000 words like hello smashing it hehehe. But seriously I do hope you like this part of Geet's and Maan's growing relationship, the end was required just so you know its still Maan and that he hasn't been processed by a love sick puppy or a friendly giant lol. I don't know to me the changes in Maan seemed quite drastic so needed to put some footholds at the end lol. And I won't let my Geet fall deeper not until Maan feels something for Geet, protective writer here lol. And I will be introducing new characters soon with the addition of office, lets say some villains since Sam isn't it here although some of you may think so (including me at one point but now I'm giving her a break lol) plus I don't think I've done villains/evil, wait I have sorry foolish memory but I haven't yet done an evil Sasha, so expect her coming hahaha lol.

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