IPKKND FF:Tearing Ourselves Apart Parts 1-26 :) - Page 33

Originally posted by: patelej

Hi, this is my first reply.

I would like to start by saying that your story line is absolutely amazing!!! I read of 13 parts today, and cant wait for more. You definitely have a lot of talent. This was like reading a Harlequin Presents novel. My heart was racing the entire time. I couldn't stop reading. You should come up with your own romance novel and get it published through Harlequin. I bet your novels would be wonderful.😊

I loved how you were able to come up with a solution to the "Shyam" problem, without ASR's family hating Khushi. I also enjoyed the tension between Arshi, it made it very entertaining. It must be hard trying to come up with new ideas to keep this going, and I give you props for what you have accomplished. I never thought that I would get to read about a "make out seen" this intense in an Indian serial, but I'm so happy to see you give your audience what they want. I love where you are going with this, and I have some ideas of what I would like to see. I know that this is completely your vision, but this might help you out if you are having a hard time coming up with different ideas. Again, this is completely up to you. I hope you don't take this the wrong way.

I would love to see the following:

1. Khushi and Arnav trying to stay warm in the cottage. (Maybe not with their clothes off, I think it would lead to a lot see more sexual tension between them. It would also make this last a lot longer, lol). Their clothes can be wet...Maybe Khushi can be sleeping on his chest..., I will leave the rest up to you.

2. If Arshi catches up with Shyam and Anjali, then they can act like they are in love. This would show Shyam that Arnav is perfect for Khushi, and not the other way around.

3. The pillow barrier disappearing in the middle of the night.

4.Arnav breaking down about how he doesn't want anything bad happening to his sister, and Khushi consoling him. (That would be a first)

I haven't thought of anything else yet, but I will let you know if I do. Keep it up, you are doing a fantastic job!!!

After a while taking in the cold air around him and controlling his heart rate, Arnav decided he needed to get back. Twirling the lead of his phone charger in his hand, he headed back out towards the little cottage.

On his way he saw that Khushi was still lying in the same spot as where she had been when he had kissed her, not making an effort to move at all. He didn't want to face her because he had no idea how he should act, but he realised that she would get ill laying out in the snow for too long so he walked over to her and awkwardly held his hand out which she reluctantly took and allowed him to support her weight as she stood up.

"They're just legs, you can control them, c'mon Khushi, you can do this" she chanted to herself as she very slowly made her way up to the cottage, Arnav quickly moving in front of her avoiding eye contact.

He shouldn't have lost control like that, he wondered what she was thinking as he heard her struggle through the snow behind him.

Walking in behind him she saw that he had positioned himself in the only single sofa that was placed next to the fireplace. It looked so soft and comfy, but it was taken up so she sat down on the bed, crossing her knees and using her scarf to cover herself as she started to shiver from the cold that she had just begun to feel.

He watched for a while, not speaking up because he knew he could do nothing to fix the cold she was feeling. There was hardly anything in the room.

Suddenly she looked up to see him staring at her in the eyes, and feeling her cheeks begin to burn she hastily looked away again. Great, now she couldn't even look her husband in the eyes.

Arnav thought he was about to lose his mind as her cheeks flushed with colour and she bit down on her lips. The same lips that he had furiously kissed not long ago. He stood up with the intention of walking over to her when he heard an awful song start ringing from behind him.

Khushi jumped from the sound of her ringtone and ran over to the table behind where Arnav was standing to pick her phone up. It was Anjali again, calling to ask where they were, they should be close now, where they lost.

"No" she coughed, clearing her throat as she had not used it in a while "No, Anjali ji, we aren't lost, we got caught up in the storm, they've closed off the roads, you are lucky you got through."

"Are you guys okay? Oh Gosh, I feel so bad, I shouldn't have made you come."

"We're okay Anjali ji, we found a small cottage for the night and we'll leave in the morning when the roads clear up."

Khushi shuddered as she saw Arnav walk over to her, holding his hand out, demanding to speak to his sister without actually using words.

"Di, Arnavji wants to speak to you."

She almost choked on the other side of the line "No, no Khushi ji, I'm allright, I know he will be cross with me, I will speak to him when he gets here, hopefully when he isn't as angry as I think he is now. He does crazy stuff when he is angry or frustrated."

Khushi thought back to their kiss out in the snow "Yeah, I know."

"I'm putting the phone down now, goodbye Khushi."

As she heard the flat tone, she looked up at Arnav and shook her head to indicate that she wasn't on the line any more, and she shivered again.

He looked at her, thought for a second and decided that he couldn't just let her freeze to death.

"We should get the fire running."

Khushi looked over to the almost empty fireplace to hide her cheeks from his view and saw a little run down box of matches lying on the floor next to it "We are going to need something to burn" looking around the room to find nothing "some dry wood maybe?" she gulped, not knowing how to act.

"Excuse me?"

"Dry wood" she repeated, wondering why he was confused.

"Arnav Singh Raizada, collecting dry wood?" he said incredulously, when she didn't show the reaction he had expected he sighed "Fine, I'll see what I can do."

Khushi looked up in shock as he started to walk towards the door "And leave me alone?" she exclaimed "Here? In the dark?"

Arnav pointed at a lantern behind her which looked like it could offer no more than a faint glow in the corner of the room. Khushi looked back at him, not persuaded at all by his feeble attempt at comforting her.

"I'll come with you."

Arnav only looked at her and decided against arguing, he didn't have the heart to. He would be lying if he said he didn't want her to.

The sky looked dark outside apart from the full moon that reflected light in all its glory across the white snow that reflected it right back into the atmosphere, casting an eery glow on the ground. The stars were unusually bright and Khushi almost jumped from excitement, her love for the stars was something he was very aware of.

"WOW ! Look how many of them there are" she exclaimed as he only nodded in response.

On their way past the cottage into the woods Khushi and Arnav both looked at the small dent in the snow where they had shared a moment just under an hour ago causing Khushi to go bright red again, she was glad he wasn't looking. It was still snowing, but Arnavs presence around her made her feel strangely warm, and safe.

"It sure is cold"

Arnav kept his eyes in front of him, not wanting to turn around and reveal his face to her as he was sure she would see right through him that way. If he spoke, his voice would be calm, reassuring, and he couldn't let her feel that part of him, so he kept speaking as limited as possible as she talked about how soft the snow was, how beautiful the sky was, how scary the woods looked, like something out of a movie, her feet were cold, sinking in the snow, her shoes weren't fit for this kind of walking, everything was wet, why was everything wet?

"Its snowing, of course it is going to be wet" he shot at her, attempting his best rude voice.

They collected a few pieces of stray wood in silence, finding it difficult to find anything even remotely dry in this weather and the darkness. "This is useless" Khushi expressed after a long time searching with only a scarce supply of burning material at their hands.

Arnav turned around to look at her "So go back then."

She only looked at him crossly "I am not going back alone."

"So then stop complaining."

She was angry that he had gone back to being same old Arnav again. He had kissed her, so softly, in the snow, like he loved her, like he was in love with her. And then he went back to pretending she was just a nuisance in his life again. The thought hurt a lot more seeing as she felt that she really did care for him now, more than their relationship would allow. She wanted him to want her. But wanting Arnav to feel something was hopeless she decided. She waited for a few minutes to see if he would say anything to make her think it was worthwhile, but when he just continued walking ahead of her, trying to look for wood, she dropped whatever little she had collected and turned on her heel angrily, trying to put as much distance between him and her as possible.

It was unfair, she had been thrown into this marriage just like he had. At first, she knew he blamed her, but after seeing Shyam surely he should have found out that she didn't have anything to do with it? What had happened to his sister had not been her fault. So why was he so cold?

She rethought that, thinking of their kiss. Not just cold. Hot and cold. She slowly raised her fingers to her lips, tracing where he had touched her. She had never been kissed before, not by anyone, not on the lips anyway. She didn't feel angry that he had done it, quite the contrary, but now she was just confused.

"Oh" she whimpered, bringing her hands to her head, all this thinking was giving her a headache, normally she would just speak it all out. Looking around her, she dropped her arms in surprise. Where was she? She had just been marching aimlessly and now all around her she saw the same white woods, spreading out as far as she could see. Just what I needed ' she thought, as she started to quickly run around and find her way back.

He had been thinking so deeply about the way that she felt under him that it took him a while to notice that she was being awfully silent. Turning around to see no one, he called out for her to hear silence in response. "Shit."

He followed his footsteps in the snow that were rapidly being covered in a fresh layer the storm was bringing to find a small pile of wood where her footsteps stopped. He mentally cursed himself for not paying attention to her, he tried walking back to the cabin which he found in no time seeing as they had been wandering in circles. Taking a moment to compose himself and remind himself to control his anger he stepped inside to find it empty. "Khushi!"

He dropped the wood on the floor in front of the fireplace and looked around for her from the front of the cottage. She was no where to be seen, and he couldn't see any footprints back. An image of a shivering Khushi flashed his mind as he remembered that she didn't even have a sweater on. He waited for a minute, praying that she would walk in any moment but he began to worry when she didn't.

With one last convincing look back into the cottage he ran out into the night to find her.