Arylie OS- Part 2 (fix you) updated pg 3 - Page 2

Yess i left it long time ago too . Your username just reminded me of your story salvage that was amazing too

Originally posted by: Darkqueen01

Yess i left it long time ago too . Your username just reminded me of your story salvage that was amazing too

Yeah I stopped writing it as I couldn't find any motivation to continue my breaking point was fateh's fake marriage and tejo's aaah bharaoing and was like GO TO hell...😅 like what a bullshit representation.

Originally posted by: Diya121

Yeah I stopped writing it as I couldn't find any motivation to continue my breaking point was fateh's fake marriage and tejo's aaah bharaoing and was like GO TO hell...😅 like what a bullshit representation.

Originally posted by: Darkqueen01

jeez i just went to the forum and it has become soo toxic aniash ne tu ep. Thread pe comment karna hi band kar diya hai

Yeah people weren't following the character but the actor and that is what irked me the most. You wouldn't wish that for anyone in real life so why in an ITV show make it more realistic and was like show girls they are more than mere props and qurbaani wali bakri..🙄

Originally posted by: Diya121

Yeah people weren't following the character but the actor and that is what irked me the most. You wouldn't wish that for anyone in real life so why in an ITV show make it more realistic and was like show girls they are more than mere props and qurbaani wali bakri..🙄

yep apparently people who were soo against fateh forgive him soo quickly when he burnt jasmin's passport and people like aniash who think that they suddenly butchered angad to whitewash fateh are getting soo many taane that it's not sudden they were just blind that they ignored symbolism of angad being negative from start or something .

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"meh" you can publically humiliate your wife, divorce her, give her taane and question her character but you still deserve her nice...

Superb story plz do Continue & post as soon as possible

“FIX YOU”

“And I will fix you…”

Aryan felt her going silent after crying, her forehead still on his chest, his arms grabbing her by her shoulders. He didn’t realize how much time has passed a minute, an hour; He stood there for her and will keep on standing as long as she wants him too.

Then he felt her stir as she wiped her face and eyes looking down and when she took a step back, he looked into her eyes only to realize that they were icy like his, gone was the sweet softness, it seemed like someone just switched off the light in them.

“We should head back and wrap things up…” She said while straightening her dress and then wiping the smudge on her face.

Aryan didn’t like the stoic tone she used this wasn’t Imlie, but he just nodded as he didn’t want to tick her off. She started to walk back towards mansion, her steps determined, and her back straight. He trailed behind her like a shadow occasionally eyeing her.

She entered the mansion and started leading the team as if nothing happened an hour back, she was behaving normal; there wasn’t even an ounce of distress on her face everybody surrounding her kept on watching her as she kept ordering around routinely but no one moved from there place and then he entered and stood behind her and one glance from him was enough to scruff everyone off to work.

Imlie entered the room to pick her things, when she saw Aparna crying and rest of the Tripathis consoling her. Aparna stood up as she saw her and moved to hug her “I’m sorry Imlie…” she said crying.

“It is okay maa, whatever happened was expected anyway so stop crying…” She said in a matter of fact tone and patted on her back then she moved back and held her hands “Can I ask you for one favor just one?” She asked sighing

“You can ask anything Imlie anything you want…” Aparna replied in teary voice.

“Don’t ever call me back in this house again Maa, today I’m leaving for good so let me go, I’ll come to meet you anywhere outside but never here, never in this house again maa…” Aparna was about to protest to her request when Anu came behind them

“Hey! You Nokrani…” she calls with a sly smile on her face.

Imlie’s grip tightens on Aparna’s hand for a fraction of second but she never turns to look at her.

“I’m talking to you, you nokrani…” She calls her again in cringing tone.

She closes her eyes for a moment and opens it with snap; passing Aparna a tight lipped smile she turns to face her.

As soon as she turns, Anu practically shoves the gift hamper in her hands “Take this khairat and leave this place as soon as possible, I don’t want any curse of a nokrani like you over my daughter…” She smirks looking at her face.

Aryan, who came looking for her, hears Anu’s comment and before he could intervene he sees Imlie releasing her grasp on the hamper and it falls on the ground by her feet. She then asks clicking her tongue “Do you know how to read?”

“Excuse me?” Anu asks raising her eyebrow

“I said do you know how to read?” This time she stresses on each word, kicks the gift hamper to move it aside and takes a step towards her invading her territory.

“Of course I know how to read, I’m not gawar…” before she could complete Imlie shoves her reporter card in her face “Read this what does it say?” she takes one more step and Anu takes one back, to say she was shocked by her behavior would be an understatement.

“I said read, it says Imlie featured writer of bhaskar times, read…” She says in a stern tone cornering her to the wall.

“You should remember my name English madam and start to call me by that because from today onwards you dare to demean me one more time then I’ll make sure to butcher whatever remaining ounce of respect you have in this society…” Anu tries to open her mouth to speaks but she beats her to it and lowers her tone “Ssshh and mind you I have watched the clips of the event so you open your mouth and I’ll release it to the press and women rights community and they’ll know what you did…” Anu’s eyes widens at that but Imlie kept going “and then I’ll make sure you go to jail where I’ll come to take a nice pretty photograph of yours in white saree while you be working on mill and hang it on the wall of my house understand…” She grits her teeth as she finishes.

Anu was shocked and gulps as she sees the menace in her eyes which reminds her of Satyakam and Aryan, this wasn’t the Imlie she could bully she tries to form a word or say something but nothing comes out of her mouth, she keeps opening and closing her mouth like fish to which Imlie raises her eyebrow and nods “Good…”with that she moves and turns with a smile on her face as if nothing transpired between them.

Everyone in the room watching the scene unfold was surprised to see this side of hers, they never knew Imlie had temper sure they have seen her getting emotional and angry but this wasn’t how she responded ever. She never took taunts seriously and never threatened anyone.

Aryan folds his arms in front of his chest as he sees feisty Imlie, he wasn’t shocked at her reaction, the moment she entered the mansion he knew she was pissed and he just wished no one snicks her off but Anu did it and she bore the brunt of it. She stood up for herself but he wasn’t happy with her reaction, she was using his tactic of scaring people to keep them off her back, she was trying to be Aryan when she should be Imlie. He sighs and leaves, he needed to think this wasn’t something that should be happening.

She picks her things up and hugs everyone around and then before moving glances at Anu who was still standing where she left her and passes her a threatening look before leaving.

**********

Few days passed since the wedding fiasco and Imlie was back in Rathore mansion, she decided to continue her college and work in office after college. Aditya resigned from Bhaskar times as he took Anu’s offer to open his own Press Company, if Aryan had to give an example of person who lost everything because he was insecure and imbecilic it would be him and he was anyway glad that Aditya resigned as he was planning to kick him out.

Everyone in Rathore mansion knew she was trying to drown herself in work. She was still talking and smiling but Aryan knew she couldn’t bring herself back to who she was and she won’t be able to if she wouldn't let go of her anger.

She reminded him of Alcestis, who was deceived by her beloved husband Admetus when he gladly traded her life for his despite of telling her how much he loved her and when her life was spared by the Apollo her anger at her husband's betrayal resulted in her being silent for the rest of her life and so like her she was subjecting herself to darkness for that disgusting man.

Arpita somehow convinced Imlie to meet her therapist friend. She wanted to get Imlie some help so she can regulate her emotions after all she was just a 19 year old girl. Imlie tried to avoid the topic of therapy but finally gave in after her repeated pleadings, and started her sessions. Arpita always joined her for her sessions as she knew Imlie was as stubborn as her brother so she might try to skip it, she let her brother become someone he wasn’t and she can’t let the same thing happen to Imlie.

Aryan was thankful to his sister for helping her but the results were taking too long for him to show, he didn’t know if he would be able to stand her stoic behavior any longer. She was working like a mule avoiding any topic regarding Aditya or Tripathis, it was as if she was building concrete walls around her to protect herself so no one can see through her emotions and he didn’t like it.

**********

It was late night when she was working but the camera wasn’t functioning. She plugged the charger and switched on the button and it still wasn’t working. She then started to check socket when she heard

“This isn’t how it works…” Aryan said standing behind her.

“I know I might have not plugged it correctly…” She said without sparing him a glance and moving to check the plug again.

“I’m not talking about the camera Imlie…” he replies in a gentle tone.

Imlie’s hand stills on the plug and she sighs and closes her eyes, so he was here to have dreaded conversation with her which she doesn’t want to have “I will figure it out however it works…” She replies in a dead tone

Aryan rolls his eyes “That’s the point you are figuring it out the wrong way…”

“I didn’t realize there was a right or wrong way for this, I’m doing what I should exactly be doing and that is to move forward in life…” she replies grasping the camera tightly.

“No you aren’t just moving forward you are moving way too forward you call me fast forward but it is you who is running, you need to stop rest, cry and let it go…” he says stressing on every word.

“Why should I cry?” she replies in an angry tone and turns her head to see him “I’m not sad so why should I cry…”

“Yes you aren’t sad but you are angry and you need to let it go, it is eating you away Imlie…” he replies in a soothing tone taking a step forward.

She keeps the camera back on the table exasperatedly and turns to face him “You know you might have free time but I have lots of work to do as I have you know Khadoos boss so I’ll be going…” with that she turns around to leave when he grabs her hand and pulls her back and she collides with his chest a gasp escapes her lip at sudden collision.

“Drop the damn pretense…” he says in a low dead serious tone looking down at her.

She looks up to see him her eyes spitting fire “Why don’t you drop yours first…”

As soon as the words leave her mouth he leaves her hand and take a step back “I don’t wear a pretense, this is who I’m…” he says sternly looking away.

“Yeah right, so am I not wearing any pretense” She says rolling her eyes.

He shuts his eyes off annoyingly and sighs pinching the bridge of his nose he says “You should be who you are Imlie, there is nothing good about being like me nothing…”

“Oh yeah, and what good exactly I got by being who I really was?” She asks in a sad tone and the look in her eyes broke his heart and with that she turned and left leaving him alone with heavy heart.

***********

He sees her typing furiously on computer and shakes his head “this stubborn girl…”

It was late night at his office, everyone left and he remembers asking her to leave early as she couldn’t sleep the other night because of her college assignment but when does she ever listens.

He walks up to her desk and stands behind her chair “Imlie let’s go home…”

“Just some more time…” she replies still typing furiously.

He moves his hand and switches off the computer and suddenly the screen goes black, she stops typing and keeps eyeing the black screen then clenches her hands in fists and stands up ready to blast him but he beats her to it.

“In Car…Now...”He says pointing finger at the door.

She grits her teeth staring at him with anger and he matches her stare with his, and finally looking away she stomps her foot like a child before picking her things up and moving towards the door with her head hung low as if child scolded by a teacher. Aryan fights off the small smile that threatens to break out at her behavior.

“Jungli” he thought. He was dying to call her that.

The drove back in silence, Aryan put on soothing music so that she relaxes and soon enough he saw as she leaned her head on the window and closed her eyes drifting in the dreamland.

She looked tired, there were dark circles under her eyes, and she wasn’t eating properly as she looked so fragile and weak. Aryan stopped the car and glanced at her. It has been one and a half month and her behavior hasn’t changed and He had enough of it. This therapist might be the slowest therapist in the world but he knew someone who would definitely bring her back and with that decision was made. He started the car and took a U-turn simultaneously texting his assistant.

“This was going to be long Night…”

P.s Do leave your comments and tell me how it was?🤓

your writing is too good <3

I am glad you are exploring deep into Imlie’s pain and struggle. Therapy was an amazing idea and very realistic.

I am looking forward to how Aryan helps her to heal.
Imlie is going to be okay as long as she is with him and his beautiful family ❤️🤗

Nice....awesome... Wait for the next.. 😊