Arylie Fanfic Chap 22 pg 15 updated-love and angst - Page 4

Chapter 7

Imlie came home tired, after that day she prefered walking. Infact, if she could she wouldnt even want to get out bed. She went to stores near she was picked up from that day. She wanted to get the cctv footage but all in vain. She was declined, she was told that only owners and police authorities has access.She was starting to lose hope she wants try one more time. She even tried bribing. Her tears were welling up in eyes but she controlled it. She had promised herself the day she punish those culprits thats the day she going let her tears flow freely. That day she going to cry her heart out.
The bite marks were burning her skin . She felt that something is crawling on her skin those masks were on different stages of healing by. Wish she could burn that whole part of skin but she is not so daring . There were scratches on her breasts hell she was scarred for life. Even if situation was different i do not think any man would be comfortable. She realized there were too many scars on her body than she thought. Hence the scrubbing , trying to erase thatnight. She was frustrated. She even attempted to cut herself atleast this scar will replace those which are constant reminder. It felt as if they purposely left a token of attempted rape.

She sighed. She dropped herself on bed staring at the celing. After few minutes she went to the shower. As usual she was red when she came out. She decided to wear aru’s tshirt hoping it will sooth her soul. She decided not to wear anything except the tshirt and undergarments. By the way aryan has no idea that she had stole it from his closet while she was visiting. She quickly wore it and laid on bed enveloping his smell . She hugged herself. She stayed there like a corpse , its was a norm. Around 3 am devil’s time they said , she heard a knock. She was scared out of her wits. She was full blown panic mode , her breath acceralated. “Who is it”she stammered picking up nearest pan her only weapon.

“Tumhara breakup” a cold voice from other side of the door. What the hell this weirdo doing at 3 am?! She put the pan back and went to door bewildered.

Imlie opened the door after she calmed herself while aryan was paitently waiting. Imlie stared at him forgetting all she been going through. He looked so irresistible. He was in black tshirt and grey sweatpants . Oh my god , he wore that on purpose.. he knows i go weak when he wear such clothes. I know i know i am little random but i just i have a thing for sweats and tee. I gulped keeping myself in check. He just barged in didnt even bother for permission.

“Are i went around for jog and got thirsty your hostel was near so” aryan casually said.

Imlie irritated “ kaun raat ko 3 baje bhagne jata hai? Pagla gai ho ka?”

Aryan:”pani milega?btw looking super hot” adding “in my tshirt” frowning trying to figure out when did he give to her. Imlie went and gave water stood there folding hands across her chest . “You didnt answer my question”

Aryan rolling his eyes” we are on break remember pani pina tha to aagyaa. Anyways tumse matlab mein raat ko 3 baje bhagu gumu kaam karu.” “Hogaya” taking glass from him.

“You can leave now” rudely she said.

Aryan going to the door “thanks” and looked back and gave his charming smile . Imlie ignored and was looking at kitchen on right. Aryan while closing the door behind him saw the marks. He gripped the door knob really hard as if anytime the metal piece will break off. Imlie went to door and closed on his face. Aryan stood there his body was in anger. He got confirmation of something terrible happened. Did she do to herself? No she should know better than harming herself. Thats not what i told instilled in her. He touched the door tenderly keeping his anger on side and whispered “ kya chupa rahi ho, kyu chupa rahi ho Imu” he whispered to himself.

Imlie was standing at door her head on door for support. She felt him , she knew he is still there. She knew very well he came to check on her. She smiled.

While leaving her place Aru was determined he will have to hurt her by words to an extent that she breaks and he is going to make sure he do that next chance he can grab. Sleep was elusive that night for tormented souls.

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Beautifully written plz update soon

O wow imlie wearing aryan tshirt this was surely unexpected plse update soon can't wait further

Long chapter guys ! here you go

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Chapter 8

She dreaded going to office nowdays but she had to go. She needs to pay rent and bills. Another reason is Akdu. He was being all well akdu and beyond. Its been week since aryan and imlie actually had interaction. While she was packing up her things, “Mrs. breakup” Imlie turned with quizzed expression. “Oops sorry i mean Ms breakup, i was wondering if i can stop by tonight at your place” with a sneaky smile . Aryan was still angry but he has to keep this act until he confronts her tonight. “No you may not. And why do you want to come”

“One thing since we are on break can i get my gifts back and yes oh that tshirt you wore yesterday is mine”

Imlie was shocked. The AUDACITY! You know what he is not going to get it. “No”she said simply . “Well am going then have to barge in and get MY things” and he left.

Ok Imlie hurry up and hide the things so he cannot get . No way i am letting the only things that keep her sane. His things is what she goes to when she cannot sleep . It was her solace. It was going to be long night she felt it in her nerves. What she didnt know its going be emotionally vested night. He was going to break her.

Aryan was anxious he was going to hate himself for this. He drove to her place and parked. He sat there for sometime looking at her window after sometime he got out and went.

Aru knocked at the door. Imlie being stubborn did not open it. He said hardly “you better open the door or am going to have to make noise and am sure you dont want that. Belive me this is me being nice.”

Imlie not wanting to create scene opened it. He came in and locked the door . He took her hand and took her to bedroom. “ sorry if i touched yoh but i need my things back. Lets see the bracelet, ring , my tshirt and i noticed one more thing missing from my room. “

Imlie guilty “ those the things i have but i dont know where its at and i dont know what you talking somethi g else being missing. “ aryan losing patience. “Imlie!” “Kabse chori karne lagi huh ? Maang leti de deta pata nai tha ke tumhe mehngi chize pasand hai. “ Imlie was shocked at his accusing voice. “What ? “ imlie confused.

“ Dont act smart . Give me my stuff back. “ Imlie making a childlike face “dhundlo khud Aur mehangi chize ? Maine kab maange tumse ye chize tumne khud di thi tumhe aur maine mana kia bhi tha. Tumne jabardasti pyar ke vaste di thi.”

Aryan closed his eyes took a breath . He is about to become nasty . “Listen mere paas faltu ka waqt nai hai. Bohut hogaya drama. Tumhe paise chaye? Mein deta hoon na meri chize dedo bus. Pata nai tha ke mein itna bewakoof kaise bangaya. Shit man! It was all in front of me… ye sab tumhari acting ye innocence gaav ki bholi chori. The struggles everything was natak just for money. No wonder..”

Imlie was broken at this point how can he be so nasty my aru “bolo aage itna bol hi dia hai. Kya bulaya mujhe chor aur ab kya gold digger yahi na.. bolo no wonder kya “ she was shaking she was mad.

“No wonder tumhare babushaeb ne mujhe warn kia tha ke dil todgi jaisi dikhti ho waise ho naihi“ he sneered. Aru knew that he has hit right on her nerves. Imlie was taken aback. He opened up old wounds , accusing her for those matireal things? She kept them not because of monetary value but because it was way of her solacing her trauma. The promise she had made herself was about to break. Tears started to flow. She fisted both her palms in anger.

Aryan added” isliye ye break chaye natak and all ke kab mauka dekh ke bhag jao tum. Like i said maang leti de deta. Pyar jo karta hoon. Hell, shaadi ke liye meine dadi se bhi baat ki rakhi thi ke ye saal pura hone se pehle mujhe meri jungli chaye sorry Imlie. “With that he hammered final nail in the coffin .

Imlie went to her closet took the bracelet and the ring where she had hide between pile of clothes.

“Ye lo” she yelled she went to to the bathroom and threw the shirt at him yelo and ye tumhari akhri chiz. “She took her treasure bin and took the photo with him and his family and threw at him.

“Ye lo and ainda mujhse milne ki koshish mat karna” “pagal samaj rakha hai imlie tumhare jaisi chor ko jail mein hona chaye”

“Bus! Mr Aryan Singh Rathore” she raised her hand to hit him but she stepped back. Her world came down . All these days that she was putting up the happy front was about break free. “Chor? Chor bol rahe mujhe itni ghatiya nai hu main. Ha mana i took it without asking you but laga haq hai mera pyar ke khatir lia ke ye chize mere paas rahi tumhara ehsaas rahega. Kya bola tumne babusaheb ka naam liya jis aadmi ko hum bhul chuke hai kyunki mujhe dukh pochana hai aapne naam le lia. “ she went close to him and hold his collar . “ Hum laalchi nai hai na the na honge. Khud ke pairo pe khadi hoon mein khud ke paise se ghar chalati hu. How dare you Aryan? “ she left his collar . She was not done she was hysteric her soul was crying. She screamed at him” shaadi karna chate ho mujhse yahi kaha nai dadi se baat ki. Pucho wahi dadi se sab pata hai unhe. Tum jaise bade log ke reputation, ye image - ye image bachane ke liye dadi ne meri izat ka sauda kia. Aur mein bewakoof tumhare pyar mein andhi police ke paas bhi nai gai.” She was breathing hard as anytime she will fall apart like a doll. “ Tumhari dadi ko ise problem thi” she opened her shirt halfway oshowed him the scars on her breast. He already made her felt naked today . She continued, she on her bed and folded her pajamas “kaata hai mujhe idhar” “how dare you cal me these names ? I was almost raped!” She bellowed . She screamed she screamed her soul out. “Chor, babushaeb , paisa. Tumhare khatir dadi ne kaha agar main police gai to tumhara reputation business sab khatam ho jayega” she hit hands on her forehead . “Kitni pagal kya kehte ho tum filmy idiot thi” she fell on the floor. “How dare you Aru…”she wept like baby. “Dadi ne kaha ke wo tumhe chod ke chali jayegi. Aur tum mujhe kya kya bolgaye. I sold my self respect !! I hate myself everyday . Ye jo tumhari chize hai ise mujhe sukoon milta tha raat bar inko dekhti thi mein. Nai tuti mein kyunki tumhari himmat thi mere paas. Sab gaya.”her hand swept the air.” She sat there not expecting anything from him anymore. She looked at him with anger. “They touched me here , here kaata janwaronki tarah mujhe aur khudko gis gis ke nisaan mitana chati hoon. Nai hota mujhse nai jate wo nishaan. Madad karona Aru please hatona yeh nishaan. “Kyu karoge madad tum. Bade log ki image chali jayegi tumse sirf pyaar manga tha . tumhari dadi ? She stripped my soul that day. Party mein khud ko kaise handle kia saare zakam ke sath sirf mujhe pata hai. Tin ghante hue the sirf ..ro bhi nai paai mein khud ko thik se samet bhi nai paai sirf tumhare liye tumhari khushu ke liye. Aur bol rahe ho mein paisa …chor..” imlie said hysterically.

Aryan stood there as if he time has froze. His eyes had demonic look. His nose flared . His body shook as if he touched anything it will burst in flames. He took slow steps back. He was blank and he took few more steps back and left. Yes he left. Imlie stared while he left. She knew he was not going to believe her. Family first ofcourse. Or maybe he he was disgusted at her scars. He did look disgusted when imlie had opened her shirt. She sat there like a lonely soul. Whatever it was she lost everything today. She thought their love will stood tall by end of all this. She was wrong she knew that when he left no an ounce of empathy on his face. She took her knees to her chest and cried. Cried all night. Everything is over.

Meanwhile Aryan….

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Finally he knows ! But it wasnt expected reaction right?! Poor imlie .:(

please let me know about this chapter. :)

Very interesting plz update soon

Goood 😍😍😍😍 but can you please write the dialogues in english, i dont understand indien,pleaaase i really like the story

What to say now.. Thank you thank you so much what brilliantly you write yaar... Hats off today i can feel her pain n how aryan made her to say the truth was so amazing the way you write the hard work which aryan never want to say in his life to imlie he said so that she can tell about the truth to aryan ...i loved this part most wow the relation they share now that she get almost naked to show her scars... I was so overwhelmed by this chapter i can't get over it... 🙌🙌👌👌

Read both the parts at one go.....Imlies pain....😭....aru ne sach bulane k liye ye sab kiya... .. Your work is amazing.......update soon......

Chapter 9

It was dark room just a tiny bulb was hanging from the ceiling. Two men stood in thaat room.

A calm voice “I instructed you what to do.. its simple either you do it or lose your job and never get any other work either -will make sure of that.

“ But sir how can i do this ,”the voice shivered

“You can start” ignoring his plea Aryan said his voice unsettingly calm.

It was gym room where aryan did his work outs in the house.. . Crack ! Red bleeding mark appeared on his back. “ you will not stop until i say” crack! Crack the sound went for half hour blood was oozing on his back. Aryan raised his hand to stop and with his hand told him to leave. Aryan fell on his knees. He deserves this. He failed to recognize the hurt, pain that imlie was going through. She was there everyday infront him and he didnt see it. He feels guilty. He didnt run away from Imlie. He came back so she doesnt she his dark side. “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa” he scream both his hand sideways raised and he looking up. He grabbed his hair and cried. Aryan never cried but today he feels terrible . But he has to get hold of himself. He has things to do and yes he was upset with Imlie. For not having trust in their relation to share what happen. He is going to make sure those bast*** pay the price. But first he had to do one thing. He went to his room wore fresh clothes - tshirt and sweats. He didnt care about his back, the blood drying up.

His face was unreadable , he kept his anger in check. He went to dadi’s room. “ Dadi you have two option” as a matter of fact tone no explanation no questions “ either i book a ticket to delhi and you stay at the farmhouse until i call you back . Second you can get out my life and never contact me. I will have nothing to do with you” he said in calm voice same voice he used with man in the room. Unnerving. Dadi was taken aback. Her eyes wide. “What are you saying so suddenly, are you ok? “

“Atleast am not being batameez Dadi. I can be. I will not tolerate anything wrong . Chahe phir mere gharwale kya na ho. (Doesnt matter if its family or not) . Dadi realized he has found out about Imlie. She started her tears” beta i did this for you..I” “ i dont want to hear anything Dadi” his teeth clenched. “Decide right now” “i will go to Delhi” He nodded and left and not looking at his dadi . He was disgusted..he will make sure he has contact with her until the time being. After arranging her tickets he left without saying bye. He wanted her gone by the time he comes back.

Imlie was in same position that Aru had left her. Why is she still calling him Aru. Stop Imlie yoj had gotten over babusaheb you will shaall overpass this too. She got up it was around 2 am. She button up her shirts and straighten her pajamas. She went to bed. Ofcourse sleep as usal was elusive. What is mind boggling is sleep and food has become her enemy. She just nibble some foos here and there. Of course she was starving at days but she simply chose to avoid her stomach. There was knock. She got up and she knew its going to be Aru . His things that she threw at him was still on floor. She sighed and opened the door without looking at him turned her back and started moving to bedroom.” I know you forgot your things dont worry they are the same place- on the floor scattered. “Stop Imlie “ said Aryan calmly yet imlie could a feel pinch of anger in his voice. She turned around and was shocked at the sight. Aryan wasnt alone there was Inspecter with him with a book in his hand. “ He is here for your statement. I know you wouldnt come so i brought him here. Give all the details you remember.” He said sternly but he was acting like stranger to Imlie she never felt this coldness from him. Imlie was quiet for few minutes. “I have nothing to say”

Aryan - “ Imlie!” His voice warned which scared Imlie. She had given up she didnt have strength to argue with Aryan Singh Rathore. She recalled everything she could and even mentioned about cctv. When everything was recorded , inspector “ This happened couple weeks ago why didnt you come directly to us it would be been easier to catch up . We dont know even if they will be in city. Khair we will try our best to find them and get you justice. Please call us if anything you see or needed” He nodded and left. Aryan to turn to leave but before that he looked sideways and said “ you need to eat something. You been looking like a ghost past one week.” “Huh. Why do you care? How do i look? We both are done right? Your image is safe you wont be seen with me bade log to bade log rahenge.You bought the police here you did one favor for me i will return the favor when i get a chance. “ she sneered. Tears trying to break free but no until he leaves. “Whatver Imlie. I do not have time to argue. Time is money” with that he left. Imlie was amazed how calm and composed he looked and sound. She was heartbroken. No caring Aru, no empathy. Was she wrong recognizing him?? No she was sure. She still loved him. She couldnt hate him i dont think she ever would. No

Matter he bougbt the police and fir was filed he did not care. Then why is he being so so ughhh, imlie thought. For the first time in weeks imlie started to feel drowsy. She immediately went to bed and slept like a baby. She woke up next evening around 7pm, 17 or 18 hrs of sleep. Maybe the statement , and all the pent up frustration, tears was finally free the sleep came to her. She felt lighter today somehow even though most precious person is acting like a stranger.

Hi ok next update i will put the english in brackets anywhere in hindi.