IPKKND FF:Tearing Ourselves Apart Parts 1-26 :) - Page 36

that was just sooo perfect..yet again another wonderful update!!👏👏
i just love your FF
its one of my favorite
whats going to happen...i have a feeling its going to be very very
VERY INTENSE!

thank you hun for the PM🤗

Thanks for the PM. Looks like he is going to go and look for her. Great job so far.

great update!!!!

hey the update was too gud.hot and cold khushi and arnav. eagerly waiting for next update. thanx for pm.

I'm sensing something like that SR scene in DMG, when Sid and Ridzy got caught in that storm thingo...is my guess correct? ;)

Originally posted by: Suvi7884

I'm sensing something like that SR scene in DMG, when Sid and Ridzy got caught in that storm thingo...is my guess correct? ;)

Awesome update

very nice, cant wait for the next one.

Previous Chapter 14

Hiya everyone 😊 So this is chapter 15, it is a bit out there, you will see what I mean, but I hope you enjoy reading it !!

He called her name out to no avail, hearing his own voice sink into the snow beneath him and quiet out, hearing nothing back. He didn't know whether she might have headed back to the cottage, but going back was not a risk he was going to take because she might be out there, and he couldn't waste any more time than he had. "Khushi! Where is this girl"

As he shivered through his suit that was wet from the snow he thought of her, she could not have gone far, she was already so tired from searching for wood. Leaning his painfully cold fingers against a tree to his side he stopped to take it all in. He couldn't see more than a few meters ahead of him through the blizzard but he pushed on, hoping he would find her.

He had had enough of himself, he hated the guilt he felt when something happened to her because of him. There was only one person that had ever made him feel that way, and that was his sister. This was new to him.

"Khushi!"

"Ar..rna..v" she whispered through her frozen lips, she tried calling out louder as she heard him getting closer to her but breathing in was so painful, she could hardly make a sound. "A...rnav...ji" she tried again, no louder than before. She was slumped with her back against a tree, her arms fallen by her side, paralysed by the cold as every muscle in her body shook.

She had wandered around in what had felt like circles for so long that her bones had given up on her, the thin material draped around her was clinging to her skin from the wetness and the storm blew at it, piercing her like knives. She wanted his warmth. She closed her eyes as a single cold tear made its way down her face and felt like it froze to her skin.

Thats when he saw her, lying almost lifeless against a tree. If it wasn't for her fragile form shuddering as she tried to breathe in, he would have mistaken her for dead, with the blood drained from under her skin and her lips flushed of all colour.

His legs shook as he ran over to her, worried that she wasn't able to breathe, taking her hand in his. It was ice cold.

"Khushi!"

The warmth from his hands caused her eyes to flutter open. Her only reaction was a small smile.

"Dammit Khushi" he spoke softly, with a voice that almost broke. He was so relieved that he had found her, he would have searched all night through the storm and cold had he not.

"I..lo..s...sss...t ...mm..m..my...w..a...aay" she shuddered, trying to use her arms to sit up straight.

"You're freezing" he murmured, raising his hand and touching her cheek where he lightly stroked it and brushed off the snowflakes from her skin that were stealing her warmth. She was safe, that is all that mattered to him.

"I...I...was..wal..lkkking...i..in...circless" she took a second to take a sharp breath in "I..didnt ... me..me.mmea an.. to...so..sorryyy"

"Shhh" he whispered as she continued to chatter through the cold, this was his fault, for not looking out for her, for letting his barrier get in the way of keeping her safe. He grabbed her arm and looped it around his neck, placing his arms under her back and knees and picking her up with ease.

She was constantly whispering something incoherent through her shivering as he walked back the way he had come, feeling the coolness from her skin radiate through his clothes where she was touching him.

He pushed up against the door to the cottage and gently placed her on the bed before going back to use the matches to light the flimsy lantern in the corner and gather what little firewood they had collected to set it alight, shaking from cold as he did. The heat and light from the fireplace felt heavenly. He looked back to see Khushi desperately trying to warm herself up with her hands, but she was getting no where.

She was surprised when he lifted her up again, she had a headache from the cold and had her eyes shut close. He sat down on the single armchair, having placed it nearer to the fire and let Khushi lie across him with her head rested on his shoulder and the rest of her across his lap. He watched her quickly fall asleep as the heat gradually brought the colour back into her skin, and eventually her lips stopped quivering.

He let his eyes drop too, resting his head softly on hers as she lay in his arms.

She walked up to him, feeling different and elated "What is it?"

"I was just thinking about how much I love you" he said.

Khushi stopped in her tracks, did she just hear him right? She froze for a moment, and then the look of shock disappeared from her face and changed into one of happiness, a broad smile stretching across her face.

She ran the remaining distance between them and lunged herself at him, wrapping her arms around his neck, feeling his warmth, feeling his heart beat under his chest. He held on to her weight around her waist as she lifted herself up to his ears and whispered "I think I love you too."

He laughed, from his soul, as he twirled her around, her feet brushing the stems at her side "You think so?" he whispered in her ear as her hair flew around them.

She only smiled and looked up at him as he slowly placed her down, still holding on to her waist.

Poppies, in the largest field she had ever seen, surrounded them as she stared up at her husband's face. It started to rain through the sunshine, only very slightly, so that she could feel the water droplets lingering in the air around them.

I could live like this forever.

He took one hand away from her waist and bent to his left to pick up a particularly bright poppy, holding it back out to Khushi so that its petals grazed both of their faces. She released his neck and grabbed the poppy in both hands. It was so soft, so beautiful.

"Thank you"

"You like it?"

"I love it!"

Arnav looked at her smirking "So you can say you love a poppy, but you can't say it to the man who gave it to you"

She looked down at the flower "Maybe the man hasn't earned it yet" she joked, looking up and almost stopped breathing from dread.

Shyam.

Standing with his arm around her waist. She screamed and pushed him away, dropping the poppy to the ground as she did. What was going on? The air felt humid and suffocating and the clouds seemed to cover every ray of sunshine that had warmed her heart just a second ago. He looked angrily at her as he raised his arm, holding something "You have done me wrong Khushi ji."

A gun shot rang through the air. Khushi felt the pain before she heard the shot, gripping her chest. The pain was deep inside, it was thawing at her heart, ripping it to pieces. Looking down she saw that her hazel coloured dress bore no marks. It was still a pure single colour, matching her eyes and so she waited till the pain seeped away.

Looking up she saw Shyam standing with a gun pointed straight at her, smoke swirling from its barrel. The poppy Arnav had handed her was floating in the air just above her hands, about a foot away from her. She reached out for it, seeing that it was wet with something that matched its own colour.

As soon as she touched it, it started to drip with blood, shrivelling at the corners staining her fingers with the warm fluid.

She felt him behind her even though he was silent still. Turning around she saw Arnav, standing strong with a smile on his face.

Shyam was gone.

Khushi took a few steps to close the distance between them. She didn't know what was going on, she wanted him close to her.

It started pouring out from his chest, soaking through his white button down shirt under his suit jacket but he showed no reaction, he just stood until his front was drenched in blood.

Suddenly he was so far away. Khushi screamed his name as she ran towards him, the pain in her chest was back, it was different this time. It was the pain of loss.

Darkness loomed around her as she sprinted, the voice of his ragged irregular breathing loud in her ears. She wasn't getting any closer.

"Khushi, I love you" he whispered, still smiling as she ran with all her strength, finally falling to the ground.

"NO!" she screamed, over and over again as she watched him collapse, breathless as she kept on running, crying through her shouts and trying to get to him. She could hear him breathing, so loudly, like a drum right next to her ears against the eery silence of everything else.

It stopped.

And then he was gone.

She dropped to the ground,

Surrounded by poppies.

Defeated.

It was all gone.

Her life was over.

⭐️say this is a dream is it not ?????😲thanks for the pm cutie❤️