Hey Guys! First order or business I would like you to know that I have changed my username, as you all can see.
Second, I will be gone for brief amount of time consisting of a week for vacation. So this will be my last update for about a week and a half.
I will be returning on August 1st so the update might come a 2 to 3 days later. Thank You for understanding! I love you all!
Please enjoy the update!
Chapter 4
Note: Now I know you guys are fuming with anger wondering how the hell Arnav ended up with Alisha but you guys got to understand, he found her intriguing and charming. He liked her ambitions in life and her ideals. It's not his fault for liking. Now was she faking it? Let's find out.
He had changed. Changed because of some- witch.
"Khushi!" Payal and Akash rushed in as fast as they could at instance as they heard the loud crashing sound.
Payal's eyes shot wide as her eyes laid her sight on the broken shards of glass sprawled everywhere across the wooden floor.
Slowly in shock, her eyes drifted towards her sister who was on the floor, resting her head on the bed.
"Kh-Khushi!" Payal stuttered in fear.
She ran towards her and bent down on her knees and cupped her face.
"Khushi! Wh-What happened?"
No answer.
Instead all she got was a cold, dead stare fixed on an empty space.
"Khushi!" she shook her once more.
"Are you okay?" Payal ran a hand through her hair in assurance.
Startled, Khushi's sight drifted towards her sister's worried gaze that now was threatening tears.
The corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and she placed her hand on her sister's cheek.
"I'm okay jiji" she said in the most reassuring way as possible.
"Khushi, what happened here?" she heard her brother-in-law query.
Trembling, she stood up to face both of them . "Oh nothing just, Tyra Banks eliminated my favorite model so I kind of mad and threw my phone out the window" she answered with a plastered cheeky smile.
Akash shook his head and left the room with a soft chuckle.
She let out a silent phew at his reaction, glad he had bought it.
Now- the hard part.
"Khushi, what is this?" Payal cried.
"Jiji-"
"What is this nonsense? You threw your phone out just because you got mad? This is extremely irresponsible Khushi!" she clamored.
"But-"
"I don't want to hear anything Khushi. Fixing this is now your responsibility. Me and Akash are not going to help you at all" she said firmly and left, closing the door behind her.
The loud thud was the cause of the sudden silence in the room. All she could hear was her own heart beating fast and the sound of the strong gushes of wind flowing in because of the open window.
She sighed and flopped on to the bed staring at the ceiling. And before she knew it, tears were already staining her flawless visage.
***
"Hey!" he called out to her figure whose back was faced towards him. She typed away on her keyboard trying her best to ignore him.
"Khushi?" he called his eyebrows furrowing.
Failing to hear an response from her, he placed his hand on her shoulder only for it to be harshly brushed away.
"Leave me alone, Arnav. I have tons of work to do," she answered grimly.
'Ooo'kay' he mouthed, putting his hands up in the air surrendering. He realized she was extremely cantankerous to deal with and was probably having her periodical mood swings.
***
"What up?!" he slid in next to her on the lunch table.
"What are you doing here?" she asked her eyebrows furrowed.
"I'm eating lunch with you," he answered with a smile.
"Go. Away."
"Khushi, are you okay?" he asked now worried.
"Why are you asking? Not like you care," she rolled her eyes and dug her fork into the pasta deeper.
"Khushi, answer me! What happened? Why is you mood so- off?" he questioned.
"It's none of your business," she answered sternly and looked away once more.
Suddenly, it hit him.
"Oohh.. is this because I ditched you last night? Look Khushi I never meant to! Me and Alisha had plans long before you even asked!" he explained.
"Ditched me? I'm not mad because you ditched me!" she fumed. "I'm mad because- because you for the first time didn't talk it out with me first!"
There she said it. It was all out.
"Talk about what?" he questioned with a confused face.
Her mouth immediately formed an 'O' at his attitude and stood up sternly to leave.
"Khushi!"
***
She heard her phone ring loudly to her favorite tune as she came out of the shower. Rolling her eyes, she strode towards her phone and glanced at the flashing screen.
She immediately let out a silent groan and left the phone to its own misery.
It rang once more causing her to fume in anger.
"Hello?!" she spoke in an annoyed tone.
"Khushi! Thank god you picked up! Why'd you take so much time?!" he cried protectively.
"Excuse me, but you were the one who was barging into my private time with my boyfriend!" she lied.
"Boyfriend?" he asked.
He let out a sigh and continued, "Now which idiot have you decided to date?"
Once again, her jaw dropped in shock and she hung up immediately, slamming her new phone against the table.
***
"Fake boyfriend?" he asked in confusion.
"I'm paying you 100 bucks for this. Take it or leave it," she said him with a cold stare.
"Why are you doing this, Khushi?" he asked curiously leaning towards her.
"Last time I'm saying this jerk. Take it or leave it."
He nodded firmly in response.
After all, Khushi Kumari Gupta asking him to be her boyfriend was his wish all along. Fake or real, didn't matter to him.
***
Rolling her eyes and groaning had became an occasional habit for her.
Texts, calls, emails, voicemails, letters.
And all she did was ignore, ignore and ignore.
After all that's what he deserved right?
He didn't get it all. What did he do so wrong that he deserved this?
Never had she stayed mad at him for this long. Never.
She would usually come running to him when he mentioned a trip Ben & Jerry's but it didn't avail.
Her mind wandered off to the possible choices of why he slept with her.
Peer Pressure? Nawwhh..
Maybe she.. Could be possible..
Money? Come on he's not that desperate!
***
"So'what made you come over to my apartment at 2 AM?" he asked her pouring a liquid into a glass.
"Don't bother asking," she replied massaging her temples.
"Oh come on tell me! I am your boyfriend now," he urged passing the glass to her.
She surpassed him a cold stare furrowing her brows causing him to regret his sentence.
Drinking the liquid made her lifeless form return back to its shape adding in some revitalizing senses in her.
"Nothing just, mad at Arnav," she replied keenly.
"Why?" he flopped on the couch next to her curiously.
"Well first of all, he didn't talk things out with me," she replied in a daze, "and second, for having sex with that witch!" Her tone suddenly turned into a convulsed with rage one.
He was taken aback by this new avatar of her and gazed at her as she kept on ranting out her frustration.
"I mean first he doesn't talk with me, then he goes and sleeps-" her words were fading out and sooner, all he saw was the majestic figure of Khushi Kumari Gupta sitting in front of him, his eyes ravishing her.
Her mouth moved, but no words emerged, which drew his attention to those lips that were just waiting to be tasted.
Her eyes spoke so many emotions as he saw her eyes turn bloodshot red.
An angry Khushi Kumari Gupta was all he wanted.
"And then he has the nerve to walk up to-" she was silenced because of the disturbance she was once oblivious to.
Harshly, he took her head and pressed his lips against hers, letting his tongue wander all over lips, tasting cherry lip gloss.
She moaned loudly, pushing his chest off of hers but it was no use. He was too strong. Because of the attempt of blocking entry to her mouth, he was extremely raged. As a result, he bit her lip causing her to moan, in disgust.
Suddenly, a knock on the door shocked both of them, and he immediately stopped and drew himself away from her. Taking the chance, she stood up and ran towards the door.
Opening the door felt like the best thing she had ever done in her life. Never before was she so glad to see the person she wanted to see the least just a minute ago.
I hope you liked it! And please don't bash me for the whole assault. It was needed to progress the story forward. I hope you guys understand 😃
PMs will be sent out soon!
~Disha
Anupamaa
Cricket
147