prepare your tissues, i remember it was hard to write this chapter *sigh*
Chapter S
we were sitting down having lunch when Miss. Geet decided that veges are not eatable, she always refuses to eat them and i always find a way to "Geet, eat your veges" i said warning her
"no" she folded her arms
i looked at Maan "a lil help here please.."
he motioned to me to wait, we both were eating but Geet wasnt then Maan suddenly said "i booked 3 tickets today"
"achcha? where to?"
"London" the moment he said that, Geet looked at him "i could cancel someone's ticket cause they didnt eat their veges" quickly Geet started eating "good girl" he smiled at her
i smiled at them, he reminds me a lot of how dad used to trick me to eat my veges, thats why i always give up when she doesnt want to eat them cause i know they dont taste that good "DONE" she shouted then jumped off her chair and ran towards Maan's seat, he held her up and sat her on his lap "can i go please?"
"let me see" he looked at her plate and smiled "yes you can!" he hugged her, she looked at his plate and he teased her "you want my broccoli?"
"no! you have to eat or you will not go" we all laughed and started eating again
after lunch, i put Geet in bed for a nap, i was sitting in the living room when my mobile rang "hello"
"GEET!"
"omg Ela! how are you? how's London?"
"its cooldd brrr" we giggled "listen, are you coming to London this summer?"
"yes!"
"good, write down this list.."
"great, and here i thought you'd say you missed me"
"chup and write!"
i giggled then wrote down her list and hang up. Ela got married to a British guy, she ran away with him when we finished high school.. her mother didnt want her to get married to him so, she took off to London. he really loves her, and i always told her one day your mother will come around and miss you, but she didnt.. at least still didnt, she forbidden her brother and sister from talking to her ever and was cruel to Ela when she came back for a day. it made me think about the relationship i have with mom, Ela would call me for list of things to bring for her but not her own mother or sister. i shivered when i started to remember the times me and ma were best friends, where did that go? i know it all ended when she told me about what dad did to her, but i think i miss those days
i got up and walked towards Maan's office, knocked on the door and he allowed me to get in, i stood at the door when i saw him busy with files, he looked up and smiled "please come in"
i smiled and walked towards him, stood right next to his chair "Maan.." he looked at me "i want to go and visit ma"
he slowly grinned "abhi?"
"well.. after Geet wakes up.."
he nodded "come here.." he moved his chair back and i sat on his lap like my 4 years old kid "promise me something first" i sighed "or i wont take you there"
"ok"
"you wont get angry easily"
"but.."
"let me finish.." he put his arms around me "you wont let her get angry, and remember how you used to get irritated easily when you were pregnant?"
i looked at him "i was a pain na?"
"Geet"
"sorry" i looked down, he just knows me too well.. i was only trying to change the subject
"just remember how you always felt and know that your mother is probably going through the same thing too" he paused "promise?"
"promise" i mumbled then looked away
"tell me.." i looked at him "what's on your mind?"
i sighed "i cant promise you with one thing though"
"which is?"
"if she says a bad word about dad.. i dont think i would stay calm.."
"Geet" he kissed my head and brought me closer to him, i rested my head on his shoulder "let me tell you something" he intertwined his fingers with mine "your mother had kept all this inside her for a long time.. she never shared it with anyone" he paused "and when she told you that day.. she is expecting you to understand how she feels about your father"
"not by saying bad things about him" i said looking at how his fingers holding me mine softly
"what do you expect her to say then?"
"nothing"
"no" he paused "you are her best friend Geet.. but she never could tell you her problems.. she didnt know anyone else, he kept her alone in the house.. yet, she never told you anything" i felt my eyes forming tears "now that she told you.. she just want you to hold her.. to tell her that i am here" he almost whispered "understand how she feels Geet.. at the same time, dont hold anything against your father"
"it's going to be hard.."
"i will be there" he kissed my head "i will be your rock"
i smiled, i moved back and looked at him, slowly sitting cross him.. neither one of us was smiling now.. just looking at each other.. i slowly kissed him.. then it changed to a passionate kiss that lasted for too long, it was my way of thanking him for always making things right, my way of showing him that i appreciate how he stays right by my side. i moved back and we both were breathing heavily, i looked down and giggled "how did this happen?" we both were shirtless
he looked down and laughed "im not sure when exactly.." i looked at him, he got his piercing eyes look again "how long does Geet take a nap?" he said kissing me again
"an hour maximum" i kissed him back
he squeezed his eyes at me "are you talking about Geet or..?"
i laughed blushing "what did you mean when you asked me that question Maan?"
"let me show you.." i giggled as he held me up and walked towards our bedroom
we went to mom, she was all happy that she is pregnant.. and then me and her stayed for hours talking.. she started telling me from the beginning how things happened with dad, how he used to hit her for the smallest things she does wrong, how he never let her go visit her family.. how things got worse when i was born.. cause she was afraid he'd treat me the same but he never did. she asked me not to stop loving him but now that i know what he did to her, i have mixed feelings about him. Maan held my hand when we were back in our apartment and told me that i need time off everything, that i need London.
we were in London just few weeks after making up with mom, and stayed at our own apartment that Maan bought 3 years ago. it was a really cold day in London when Maan, me and Geet went shopping.. a day that i will never forget
"pink dress?" Maan blinked at me "no please no pink"
"but its cute!"
"i dont like pink!"
"Maan, its for Geet" i hit his shoulder
"oh" he sighed "phew.. you should've said Geet 2"
i giggled "how will i ever fit in this dress Maan?" i was holding a tiny cute pink dress
"well, i thought it was for.. you know"
i laughed but soon my laughs were stopped as i heard a woman calling "Maan"
he looked back and his face expression changed "chalo" he said
i wanted to ask who is she but the woman was faster, she held his arm stopping him "oh my God, it is you!" she was a British blond woman, who looked in her late 30s
he didnt even smile at her "Carla" he said
my heart was beating fast thinking about the worse "you remember.. thats good.. how are you?" she looked at me "who's the lady?"
"Geet this is Carla, Carla this is Geet my wife" he said without looking at me
"Geet.. hello" she reached her hand for me but Maan moved me back looking at her angilry "im his step-mother by the way.." she said smiling at Maan "im sure he told you his father is dead.. hai na?" she said that in a very British-Hindi way
my heart was pounding now "good to see you Carla.. we have to go" Maan said with his teeth closed almost wanting to attack her
"your father wants to see you by the way" she said as we were walking
he stopped and looked back at her "is he dying?" he asked but Carla was too shocked to answer "then i guess i cant see him now"
it was the first time to see this side of Maan.. he always was the kind good man, but not today.. he was rude, cruel and showed so much hater towards Carla. i was angry with him of course and i didnt talk to him even when we arrived at the apartment, it was late.. and Geet already fell asleep.. i put her in bed and walked outside to see Maan standing in front of the window looking outside "you want to explain to me..." i said folding my hands
"there is nothing to explain" he said firmly
"who was she?"
"she told you"
"your step mother.. and you told me that your father is dead" i yelled "but he is alive, here"
"he is dead to us" he was still calm that it scared me
"why?" i walked a step closer but he gave me a warning look.. his eyes showed anger mixed with pain that i never knew why it was there "tell me"
"there is nothing to tell.." he said with a straight face "he is dead to us.." he repeated
"remember when i asked you.. if you are used to these kind of shocks?" he looked away "you never answered my question"
i was about to put my hand on his shoulder when he pushed it away "go away" he said "leave me alone Geet" i was taken back by his reaction, he never pushed my hand away.. i walked backwards and left to Geet's room, i sat down on a rocking chair and started to have tears silently, i didnt know this side of Maan before and it hurt me to know that he doesnt want to share his pain with me.. that probably he doesnt trust me to share it. the door was open and i knew it was Maan "Geet" he said "why are you here?" he still talked firmly
"im going to sleep here"
"dont be silly, the bed is too small for you both"
"then i will sleep on this chair"
he walked towards me and reached his hand for me "chalo"
"no"
he stood there, i was looking down "chalo" he said it again, i looked up at him to see tears in his eyes but his straight face was there too, i slowly reached for his hand and held it, he held it tightly.. and we walked outside to our bedroom, my underwear pjs were put neatly on the bed, i looked at Maan to see him changing into his pjs pants and sleeveless black shirt, i put my underwear pjs on and looked at how Maan sat on the bed looking at me.. i sat next to him.. but he was still looking at me, i know he wants me to face him.. i slowly sat cross him on his lap and he put his hands on my thighs, he was looking down, as if searching for what to say "im sorry" he apologized "did i hurt you when i pushed your hand away?" he looked at me worried
"no" i said wanting him to just talk
he looked away "you are right.." he paused "i was used to these kind of shocks" he started talking "my father was like yours.. he used to beat up mom in a savage way" he still didnt look at me "i used to see her faint.. cry.. bruised but i couldnt do anything, he warned me to not do anything.." he slowly looked at me "but one day i did.." he knotted his eyebrows, the pain in his eyes increased "he was drunk, walking towards ma with a knife.. she was on the floor bleeding.. thats when i ran towards him.. knocked him down and started to beat him up.. so hard with all my power that he passed out for a while" my eyes drop a tear and he wiped it "after that he filed a report against me but this time.. ma didnt keep silent about what he did to her.. she only asked for divorce but he never gave it to her.." he shook his head "thats when.. ma became more independent.. she went back to college.. studied hard and graduated with honor.." he smiled at me "then she established Airtel with other partners" he looked at me "she then became rich.. bought her divorce paper and we left to the house we live in now" he paused frowning "i always thought that relationships are about that, even though ma, always warned me that if i get married i should treat my wife with respect, love and care.. never lay my hand on her but i was scared" he looked at me "scared that i might have my father's genes in me and i end up like him.. thats why i stayed away from women.. just away from relationships, never wanting to get married, blocking my heart from love.."
he paused for a while, i was in tears looking at him shocked then he continued "remember when you first saw me?" i nodded "i was angry that day.. because mom brought Carla home, she was her secretary.. and after that she wanted me to marry her.. i got out of the house angry after a fight with mom.."
i was shocked "Carla?" i said
"yeah.. she married dad after she knew he had more money at that time than me" he smiled "i never looked at her with attraction thats why it never bothered me" he paused "but i saw you.." he looked at me, i dont see the pain anymore "out of all those women.. you captured my heart, you removed that block from it and i loved you" i smiled at him "just by looking at you, from a distance you took all the pain away, you became my addiction that i.." he let out a soft giggle "started following you"
"you did?"
"haan.. everywhere.. just to know what you are at least from the outside, you were bubbly.. funny.. and seriously beautiful" i blushed "i was going through these fights with myself that.. i will keep this relationship from distance but it was hard.. very hard" he whispered "and.." he stopped as if to tell me that the rest is history, i was only looking into his eyes.. i dont know for how long when he whispered "say something"
i smiled remembering the first time he told me that "i dont know what to say"
he pulled me closer to him, put his arms around me and rested his forehead on mine "tell me you will always be here with me.. tell me you will always love me.." he paused then kept on whispering "tell me that you will never let go of me.."
"i wont" i whispered putting my hands on the back on his neck
"ask me not to ever lay my hands on you" he stopped.. i looked at him, tears were on his cheeks "ask me"
i kissed his tears "no tears please" my heart ached to see him like this
"i've kept them inside for too long Geet" he said with a shaky voice, i hugged him tightly and he started crying in my arms, i was having tears with him silently, he was crying so hard.. its as if he never cried before.. as if he was letting all the pain out.. as if he was finally letting it all go away from him.
PRECAP
i looked back at the doctor who started to tell me what kind of tests i should take and the risks.. the moment the doctor mentioned death, Maan got up and slammed the door behind him. all the tests that i had to do with Amit, Maan didnt want to participate in anything related to it. the results came to be positive.. i was happy, and we set a date for the operation. i visited mom later that day, she was pale.. lying in the white bed unconscious waiting to be saved.
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