IPKKND FF:Tearing Ourselves Apart Parts 1-26 :) - Page 78

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how can you stop it here...

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As she moved, her feet froze from the snow beneath them as her hair blew against the wind, her mind throwing her back to two weeks ago...

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She looked up from where she was sitting on the small chair, seeing her reflection stare back at her from the dressing table mirror in her room. Tears etched her face from her eyes down her cheeks as she thought about what was happening, her sister in a rush of words behind her, was beyond confused.

"Khushi! Khushi why are you doing this? I don't understand" Payal rushed.

Khushi cleared her throat, watching as another tear made its way down her cheek. She wasn't happy, but she wasn't upset either. She didn't know what she was.

"Jiji, I told you, I just have to, can you trust me?"

Payal looked at her sister angrily as she shone in a beautiful and heavily decorated lehenga, her scarf hanging over the decorative bun that sat high on her head. Dark Silver jewellery embedded with rubies clashing heavenly with the red flush under her skin as two strands of curled hair framed her face.

Payal had fixed the makeup running down her face countless times in the past hour as they waited, Khushi's eyes were bloodshot through her beauty and Payals stomach was churning from nausea.

"How can I trust you when I have no idea what you are doing?" she almost shouted, watching Khushi flinch back from her sisters angry voice, feeling guilty she went and sat at her sisters feet, leaning on her knees as she looked up to her beautifully sad face.

"Make me understand Khushi" she pleaded.

"Jiji..." her voice broke, unable to see the hurt in her sisters voice, shaking from the tears she slid down on the ground next to her sister who was dressed in a embroidered dark green dress.

Payal looked up at her sisters sadness, she was so hurt and so angry that she could do nothing to help her, she had dreamt of this day since she was a little girl. Whatever they had imagined, they never in a million years thought it would end up like this.

Khushi threw herself around her sister, pulling her into a close hug as she wept against her shoulder.

"Jiji, I'm nno..ot sure...eith...er but ..but I h..have to do thi..s b..but I c..cant ...I need you Jiji... please...please...I cant do this...not..not without you...please Jiji" she choked between sobs.

Payal quickly wiped her tears as a few made their way down her face, holding Khushi up strongly by the shoulders she tried her best to smile at her.

"Khushi, you crazy girl! Listen to me" she insisted, raising Khushi's crying face with her hand under her chin.

"Now I know I can't convince you to stop this madness, but you need to know something, I am going to be there for you no matter what."

Khushi looked up at her sisters eyes, still crying as she went on.

"Khushi, I didn't go through years and years of your craziness to give up when hope looks so low, I am here, I am with you, and I support any decision you make, whether I like it or not. Don't you ever feel alone, because you never will be, I am here, always in your heart, it doesn't matter how far away you go. Understand?" she asked, beginning to cry as Khushi weakly nodded.
"I don't know what is making you want to do this, but whatever it is, I trust that you are doing the right thing, just remember that you are my little sister, my little bed buddy" she smiled "I love you more than anything in this world" she finished, watching as a sad smile crept up on Khushi's face.

Khushi suddenly felt like everything was a little bit better, she mischievously looked up at Payals face.

"Even more than Akashji?"

Payals eyes flew open from shock, she picked up the pillow on the floor next to her and playfully threw it towards Khushi as they continued to laugh through their sadness.

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She took in a sharp and painful breath hearing Anjali call her name behind her as she ran. She tripped over little hill of snow, losing her shoe behind her, quickly looking at it a few meters away and deciding she didn't have seconds to spare, so she continued to run barefoot through the freezing ground as it cut through her soles like tiny knives.

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She looked down at the ground at her cold feet as she stepped into the gleaming lights in the hall around her knowing that the only reason she could keep walking was her sisters arm holding on to her tightly by her side. Her Buaji had shouted how she had brought shame to their family name as she stepped out of her room earlier that evening, how could she turn away a man that was perfect for her?

Her mother had come to see her by the door, along with her Babuji, in his wheelchair who gave her his blessing with what she could make out as a small and hopeful smile. Her Amma ji had held her in a hug and told her that even though they could not go tonight, she should remember that her mother and father still loved her no matter what. They were with her in spirit.

"Khushi betiya, I have never been more sorry about anything before, I know I should be there with you, for your wedding day, I hope you will forgive us"

Khushi held on to her mother, shaking her head at such a silly thought.

"As long as I know you support me and are with me Amma ji, that is all I need" she said, pulling her and her Babuji into a final tight hug, convincing them of something she wasn't sure she believed herself.

She looked back once at her house before stepping in the car, waving sadly at her parents standing in the doorway as a fresh set of tears began to pour down her face, at the life she was leaving behind.

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Arnav had spent the whole day worrying, he didn't know if what he was doing was right or not. He had not seen Shyam since the night two weeks ago when he had punched him senseless, he could still see the cuts and bruises remaining from that encounter on his fist, and now he couldn't tell whether the decision he had made was just in the heat of the moment of whether he should go through with it.

Walking in to the hall in tow with Akash and his sister, wearing a dark collared sherwani he felt his heart break at the sight of a gorgeous Khushi, looking more stunning than he could have ever imagined, sitting nervously with her sister next to her, holding her shaking hands.

She looked up to him, eyes red and teary, shaking from fear as he felt the broken pieces of his heart start to tear away at his chest. He wanted to run over to her and shield her from everyone's gaze. He stayed with his vision locked on her, her quivering lips, painted a deep shade of red were calling him in as her skin seemed to flutter against the two strands of wonderfully twirled hair. He could only see hints of her natural blush under the lush powder that highlighted her loving cheeks but it was her eyes that took his breath away, her dark honey eyes, highlighted with dark mascara and eye shadow that made them shine like golden orbs in the darkness.

They were asking for him.

"Wow, she looks stunning" he heard a woman next to him say as she looked at his bride, thinking that the lady was right as his eyes seemed to freeze on her image.

This girl, he reminded himself, trying his best to block every emotion he was feeling, was responsible for everything that he was going through. She had almost ruined his sisters life, how could he even think about her like this? She was not innocent, she was not hurt, or angry, she was getting what she wanted, marriage to a rich man and a comfortable life.

He tried to convince himself, but he knew it was pointless, he knew Khushi, he knew the real Khushi, and he knew it was not her fault.

As he walked up to her and settled himself in the seat next to her he thought to himself, if it was not her fault, why was he doing this? To punish her? To punish himself? He allowed the intoxicating smell of her perfume to take over him as she sat straight in her seat, sneaking nervous glances at him.

He had married her because he knew she belonged to him and he wanted to be there for her and keep her safe from people like Shyam that wanted to shatter her innocence, as much as he wanted to keep his sister safe. It would be long before he realised that, for the moment, he was trying his best to show Khushi that he didn't care.

When he saw a teardrop swirling with black kohl fall from her eyes onto her folded hands in her lap he realised that he could not just sit and watch her like this.

"Are you okay?" he whispered close to her ear, trying his best to sound distant as he realised he could not control himself this close to her when she looked like that.

She looked at him, surprised that he even wanted to speak to her, only nodding shakily in response.

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Later on in the night she sat on his petal strewn bed, taking in the decorations around her. Correction, she thought, their bed. She shuddered in nervousness, wondering what was going to happen next. She wasn't ready, not even a little bit. Her dress was so full, her hair and makeup still sitting heavy as the jewellery around her chimed with every movement of hers.

When he walked in through the door, he angrily pushed aside the flowers mentally reminding himself to tell his sister off for doing all of this.

He spotted her when he had taken a few steps into his room. Correction, he thought, their room. He shuddered with nervousness, what did that mean? He didn't think he could control himself with her so close. Adamant on ignoring her as she shifted her gaze to look outside he decided he was just going to go straight to bed, act like she wasn't even there, that was the easiest thing for the both of them he decided.

He took back that thought as he walked around the bed, and she looked down at her shaking hands, he could not control the urge to get closer to her so he walked up to her and sat down on the bed next to her, taking the image of her in as she nervously fiddled with her fingers.

He lifted his hand and carefully placed it on her shaking ones, picking her left arm up he started to slowly take off her bangles and place them on the side table next to their bed, moving on to her other arm when he was done.

Waiting to see how she would respond, he continued by leaning in to her as he felt her breath hitch, taking off each heavy earing she wore in turn and then grazing the skin at her neck as he leaned in even closer to undo the ruby necklace around her neck. He could almost feel her pulse quicken as he lifted his hands to the scarf draped around her head, bringing it off of her hair and exposing her beautiful hair tied up in a decorated bun.

She looked up him with shaking eyes, asking him what he was doing with her expressions.

He was lost in the moment, unaware of what else was going on as he traced his fingers along the nape of her neck up in to her hair, pulling out the pin that was holding it together and watching as her hair cascaded down her back.

He moved in closer to her, fascinated by how perfectly her face seemed to come together, it was like he was dreaming. Just to make sure she was real, he lifted a finger to her cheek and slowly traced her skin down along her jaw and onto her soft lips, feeling them quiver against his fingertips.

It was then that Khushi nervously twitched and the sound of her anklet ringing against the silence between them snapped him back out of his thoughts. He was surprised to see that his fingers were resting against her lips, sticky with gloss against their dark colour. Quickly snatching his fingers back he stood up walking away from her, stopping when she quickly moved her legs from in front of her, swinging them over the side of the bed as she moved to stand up.

She froze as he stepped back in front of her, slowly kneeling down to the ground and placing her foot on his knee as he gradually lifted the hem of her dress. She remained frozen as he looked back up meeting her eyes and slowly followed her foot to her ankle where he unclasped the thick silver anklet she wore around it.

She was beyond confused, she didn't even know how to react.

"Wh...what.." she started.

"Don't drop all of your things around the house everywhere, keep them in one place, I don't want to walk around seeing your jewellery lying everywhere" he harshly snapped at her feeble attempt at understanding the situation.

She only looked back down, not knowing what to say or what to make of him anymore.

He went to lie down on the bed, waiting for Khushi to finish sobbing quietly in the bathroom where she had been for a while, he was so tired from everything that had happened that day but he couldn't go to sleep without knowing she was okay.

When she came back he looked up at her cautiously.

"What is wrong?" he couldn't stop himself from asking.

She weakly smiled at him "Nothing, nothing is wrong" she said, not knowing that the dark lines of mascara running down her face gave away her sorrow.

When she sat back down on the bed he swiftly turned to his left, turning off the light and throwing the room into darkness as she sighed and slowly slipped down against her pillow to lie flat against the bed, watching his back as he purposefully faced away from her.

After a while of just lying still, knowing that they both lay wide awake, Arnav frustratingly stood up, scaring Khushi as he collected all the pillows in the room and threw them between them before lying back down, feeling better knowing that he could flip sides without thinking that the image of her would send his thoughts into overdrive.

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Arnav awoke in the morning feeling more tired than he had been the night before. His first morning as a married man, he groaned at the thought and sat up, catching a glimpse of red to his left.

Of course, being married meant that he had a wife, he had almost forgotten in his morning daze that she was right there, all the thoughts of the night before came rushing back to him in less than a second. Her lips and eyes, at his disposal, the thought made him shudder.

It had taken him so long to fall asleep knowing that she was so close, he looked over at her, still dressed in her heavily embroidered dress, shaking his head he wondered how she had managed to sleep in that and he watched her breathe heavily as he admired her and her strength.

If he had done this for his sister, she had done it to support him and his decision.

He suddenly felt drowned in sadness as he thought of all she had given up for him.

He had done many horrible things to people in his lifetime, but what made it all the worse with Khushi was that he knew that she was the one person in the whole world that he could learn to love.

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Khushi looked up at the cold skies as Anjali's voice continued to echo in her ears.

"Devi Maiyya, keep him safe"

She silently prayed, as she continued to run.

Ok ok, so I know that you guys probably didn't want a flashback and I am really sorry for all the disappointment it may have caused. I am prepared for all the horrible fruit in the world to be thrown my way, sorry for this. Do drop by likes and comments (even the negative ones I am expecting :p)

I will do better next time, pinky pwomise 😳

how about a rotten egg your way? 🤣 okay i kid! pakka promise i will edit this tonight and if i don't then... well, i reserve another one for the next update 😆 love you for writing this FF! It's got me hooked <3

you are joking! we dont get to know what happened to arnav?! *thud* lol. love the filler flashbacks though.

Happy belated Thanksgiving! Loved this update! Ok, well, i would have loved it even more if we got to see what happened with arnav and shyam 😡, but i liked the flashback. We never really knew what exactly happened during their wedding, just that arhi got married. So thanks for the flashback; it was very well written. I can't wait to read what happens next though. I really hope arnav and khushi stay safe!!!