The Unbreakable bond - Page 58

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She thought of Arnav and Arush and the life she knew was growing within her, drawing strength from them she braced herself, she was not going to give up easily. Shayam pulled and shredded her sari and was trying to pull the hem of her skirt up parting her legs, as he made to come over her she drew every strength she could posses, brought her knees between their bodies and kicked with all her might, he went flying crashing into the dressed mirror. She scrambled of the bed and ran toward the door. But the sari tangled around the feet and she fell.

Arnav found Khsuhi father talking to one of the local sweet merchants. "Babuji I need to talk to you, now." Taking in his son in law's upset state he nodded. Excusing themselves, he guided Shashi Gupta's wheelchair some distance away. And got down of his hunches, "Babuji I need to know the name of the man Khushi was engaged to 4 years ago." He asked desperately, the older man shook his head, and sighed in regret "we never knew until a few months ago. I knew 4 years back that the man was married but I didn't know his connection to your family. Khushi said she would talk to you."

"Babuji, please tell me the name," he cried desperately, "Khushi could be in danger."

The old man eyes widened in horror "Shayam, Shayam your sister's husband" he said. And Arnav took off running, Akaash and Aman right behind him. Aman was already on the phone calling security.

Khushi fell, she tried to kick the sari off, she almost managed it, but Shayam was on her in a second. He wrapped his fingers around her throat and tried to push her legs apart with his knee, she groped with her hands searching for something to defend herself. Her fingers curled round a wire. So she pulled at it, the lamp stand and shade fell to the ground. Shayam tore at her halter top of her blouse tearing the strap. Giggling like a mad man he bit into her shoulder, a cry of pain escaped from her bruised lips. She wrapped her finger around the lamp stand and swung with all her might bring the hard wood stand to smash into the side of his face. The sound of bone cracking gave her satisfaction and she hit him again. He clutched his face in pain and rolled of her, for good measures she brought the stand down on him once more and hit him on his shoulder bone, hearing another satisfied crack. He howled out in pain and fell back down.

She ran as fast as her week trembling legs could carry he across the dining hall and living area making it to the front door. She could hear him perusing her and she panicked fumbling for the latch of the door, she just had to get out of the house she thought , then she could find help. The latch clicked and she pulled the door open running out only to barrel into a hard wall of chest. She screamed in terror, till she felt the familiar scent and arms envelope her. "Khushi!!!" it was the most beautiful voice she had ever heard. The voice of her life line.

Arnav held her as she sobbed, fury at the sight of her torn bruised body and face casting a red tinged film over his eyes, Akaash quickly took of his jacked and placed it on her shaking shoulder. Arnav turned his head to face the man who now stood shocked in the hall way. He gently pushed Khushi into Akaash's arms and walked towards the man who was responsible for his Khushi's current state, each bruise, the teeth marks on her shoulder, her state of undress feeding his frenzied rage as he stalked the man responsible. Everything in his sight had a red haze and his focus was totally on the man in front of him.

Shayam backed up in fear, he had never seen Arnav so furious, even 4 years back when he had passed a derogatory remark about Khushi, Arnav and been more annoyed and upset when he had punched him. But right at this minute Arnav looked like the wrath of god himself, his eyes blazing red with rage, nostrils flared, aggression written in every movement of his body. Shayam put his hands up in defence.

"Saale sabhi, that woman Khushi." Shayam voice trembled.

"YOU DARE SPEAK HER NAME." Arnav roared. His hand flying, slapping hard against Shayam's cheek; snapping his head back, jarring his already damaged face he cried out in pain. Arnav caught him by one shoulder and slapped him again and again. He punched him in the face causing Shayam to fly backwards falling to the ground. Arnav went at him punching and kicking the sound of blows and cries of pain echoed of the walls. Akaash and Aman tried to hold him back but he just shook them off going after Shayam.

Shayam his lips broken and bleeding tried to defend himself, he picked a vase and hit Arnav with it. Arnav blocked the blow with his arm, the vase shattering cutting into his flesh. "YOU DARED TO TOUCH HER." Arnav screamed incensed, "TOUCH MY WIFE, MY KHUSHI." He grabbed Shayam by the hair and smashed his face into a glass cabinet. Glass cut into Shayam's face and arms. Arnav punched him in the stomach. The force made Shayam bend forward and Arnav kneed him in the face breaking his nose. Dropping his shoulders back Arnav lifted his leg and kicked him in the chest causing Shayam to fly seven feet away.

Anjali and Payal along with Shashi Gupta arrived with two security guards and stood shock still at the scene in front of them, Payal rushed to Khushi's side wrapping her arms around a shocked and shaking Khushi. Anjali stood clutching the door frame and she took in the sight of a battered Khushi and the brother raining blows over her husband, she sank to the ground as the truth of the situation settled in, silent tears flowing down her cheek. "Stop him Akaash, he will kill him." she cried afraid for her brother.

Akaash, Aman and the two security guards tried to hold Arnav back once again but he merely shook them off, leaving only his jacket in their hands. He stalked a now terrified Shayam. With punches and kicks raining down on him Shayam begged for mercy. He tried to defend himself once again attacking Arnav with a stature, throwing it at the advancing Arnav who lifted his arms to protect his head, the blow broke the skin on his arm. Arnav kept advancing the grabbed Shayam throwing a barrage of punches, to his head and face. Shayam was smashed into furniture after furniture by Arnav's towering rage. His face battered into pulp he fell into the glass topped dining table smashing it into bits the glass slashing into this back.

Arnav heard Khushi and his Sister, scream at him to stop. But Arnav was not done yet, his sister voice and face filled his vision and more rage washed over him directed at the man who was responsible for running her life. Arnav looked around and seeing a large earthen pot he picked it up and lifted over his head intending to smash it to Shayam head, Shayam let out a gruntel scream; lifting his already cut and bleeding arms to protect his head.

Before Arnav could deliver this final blow, Khushi threw her weight onto his chest, wrapping her arms around him she said, "No Arnav, No he's not worth it." she whispered earnestly "he's not worth you going to jail for murder, think of Arush and Di and me we need you." She cried, "Please it's enough, let the police handle him now. It's over, it's over." With another outraged cry he threw the pot, Shayam cried out in terror and Khushi screamed. The pot smashed into the wall beyond Shayam shards and earth raining down on him while he sobbed in fear.

Khushi fainted in Arnav's arms, he immediately wrapped his arms around her holding her protectively, holding her close as he cried into her hair. He was vaguely aware of the security personal taking hold of a sobbing, shaking and bleeding Shayam. Akaash hand on his shoulder in comfort, as he asked Aman to call the police and an ambulance. Arnav cried for Khushi, and the terror she had to face, he cried for his sister whose life would be left shattered after today. And he cried with joy and thanked the gods that he had been in time to save Khushi. Though bruised she was still in one piece.