Moments|Other|Strangers Take Their Place|Page 6

Hello everybody!!
This isn't going to be much. Just a few pieces that I will be writing on various couples. It will most likely be on ArHi, and some of the DMG characters and some random new people that I come up with. :)
I might also use this to post links of pieces that I write on other mediums due to the restrictions here on IF. I will post those links in the Index. :)
And as for the PM List, I won't be sending them here on IF as that becomes way too chaotic. So instead I have created a FB Page where I will be posting the links to my updates. So you can just check it out from there. :)

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INDEX

IPKKND
Arnav Khushi OS

You're Special Because You Weren't Planned

You Will Wear This

Then We Cry

Heat of the Moment Part 1

DMG

I'm Choosing Not To Talk To You Because I Can

Hum Tum Ek Kamre Mein Band Ho

Helpless

You Are Stronger Than They Expect You To Be

Asleep In Each Other's Arms

Helpless Part 2

Other

Strangers Take Their Place

You're Special Because You Weren't Planned

'I wasn't planned?' The little girl asked her eyes tearing up. 'You weren't ready? You didn't want me?' Her voice dimmed down with every word she spoke. 'I thought you were prepared for everything?' She asked before running away from the corridor upstairs to her room. Khushi looked at her fifteen-year old daughter's retreating back going farther away from her with every step she took. She held onto Lavanya's hand and looked at her. Upon getting her friend's approval, Khushi ran after her daughter. Lavanaya and Khushi were seated downstairs on the sofa located in the living room, reminiscing about the old days. One topic led to the next and they didn't even realize when they started talking about Viru. It had completely slipped out of Khushi's mind to give Viru her full glass of milk as she always did before she slept. Khushi figured she must have got out of bed to ask her for it, but then snuck by the stairs to overhear their conversation. Khushi took in a deep breath and opened the door to her baby girl's bedroom. As the door opened ajar she felt her heart grow heavy as she heard the deep sobs coming from Viru. She tentatively went and sat down beside her on the bed. She slowly put her hand on her trembling shoulder. When Viru turns around to face her, Khushi sees her eyes puffy and red and snot coming down her nose. She quickly grabs some tissues from the dresser nearby and hands them to her. As Viru starts cleaning herself, Khushi takes the opportunity to explain herself.

'Viru just because I wasn't ready for you doesn't mean that I didn't want you. Viru, you are my bacha. My baby girl.' Khushi holds Viru's face in her hands. 'And don't be disheartened by you coming as a surprise. Baby, that's what makes you so special.' She whispers the last word and brings her face closer. 'You are my miracle. I was so lost and had just given up in life when you came along. You came and I knew I couldn't give up. You came and I had a whole new outlook. At first I used to curse myself for being so foolish in giving up myself like that. For being so weak to not be able to see him for what he truly was.' Khushi scrunches her face in disgust as she reflects back on the bitter memories. She then looks at Viru and relaxes herself. 'But then I thought, if I hadn't been foolish or weak, then I wouldn't be this strong today. You wouldn't be this strong. Viru, I want you to know that despite the fact that you have never met your father or has ever tried to contact me, he still has a right on you and you him. He is a major part of our life and...' Khushi wonders and thinks about how she is finally able to get closure from her past. 'He still is a good man.' She looks at Viru and smiles. 'Despite him not being with us in the present, he has always treated me like a refined lady. He has always treated me with the utmost respect. If there was to be a father figure in your life today then it most definitely would be him.'

'Mom, does he even know about me?' Viru asked with more tears spilling out of her eyes.

Khushi tightened her jaw and looked down before answering. 'No.' She shook her head. 'No, he doesn't. I never told him.'

'Why?' Viru asks barely audible. 'Why would you take this path all on your own? Did you not know how hard it will be?'

'I did. But I just didn't think he would accept me. We had already gone through so much and had said our final goodbyes. It... it just didn't seem right to go back to him.' Khushi takes a deep breath and holds her daughter's hand. 'Viru, your father and I have gone through a lot of pain in our lives. There are things that we have gone through that I just can't tell you right now. But I will tell you when the right time comes.'

'Do you promise?' Viru asks her not being entirely too sure. 'Mom, I want you to know that I can help you. I am your support now Mom.'

'I know you are. And I thank you for that.' Khushi says her voice cracking. The two women hug each other tightly and cry into each other's arms as they thank the man for always keeping them united despite never making himself physically present.

I'm Choosing Not To Talk To You Because I Can

'Baarish.' Armaan spoke standing behind Shilpa as she was smiling at the heavy clouds up above with her right hand sticking out the French window as it gathered the water droplets that were falling down. 'You love it right?' Her smile faltered as he continued to speak. She slowly brought her hand back but then slightly shook her head and smiled again bringing her hand back out the window. 'You didn't answer.' He took one step forward and Shilpa looked over her shoulder to see him standing a few steps away from her with his hands in his jeans' pockets. She simply nodded her head in response and turned around to walk away from him when he held her by the arm. Her sleeve had become wet due to the rain and was being pressed against her wrist under his grip. He relaxed his hold on her as he saw how small and fragile her arm was. He looked up to see Shilpa looking at him from under her eyelashes. She avoided meeting his eyes and removed his unguarded hand away from hers. 'Shilpa.' He called out to her when she started to walk away from him once again. 'Why are you being so cold towards me?' Armaan walks to stand in front of her. 'Why do you keep avoiding my questions?'

'I'm not avoiding.' Shilpa spoke sternly crossing her arms. 'I'm just choosing not to answer them.'

'And may I ask why?' Armaan asked a little amused. Shilpa stood there in silence deciding carefully on what to say next. She didn't want to be in the same room as him for another second let alone be interrogated.

She took in a deep breath and spoke. 'Armaan, the reason why I'm choosing not to talk to you is because I can. I have that strength and courage within me to stay away from something that can bear the potential to drive me insane. I am wise enough to know what is right and wrong for me. And I know that you are one of the most insanely superficial people that I have ever met.' Shilpa paused for a moment watching Armaan's face turn into different shades of red with anger. 'You were rejected by your ex-lover so many times and you still went after her? She was on her honeymoon for goodness' sake and you practically slept with her! And then you have the audacity to come up to me and ask why I'm being so cold towards you? Why I'm avoiding you? Well here this, Doctor Armaan Malik. I don't want to be in the same company as a filthy dirt rag like you. I don't stay with people who are so spineless and weak like you.' She jabs him in the chest with her finger every time she hurled an accusation at him. 'I hope that answered your question Doctor Armaan Malik.' She enunciated his name. 'And I sincerely hope to God that I never have to see your face again.' Saying that Shilpa marches out of the room leaving behind a distraught and highly ashamed Armaan.

Hum Tum Ek Kamre Mein Band Ho

'Hum tum ek kamre mein baand ho. Aur chabbi ko jaaye.' Riddhima looks at Armaan amused as she dries her hands with the dish towel.

'Kya kare ho Armaan?' She puts the dish towel away and jogs on over to sit down beside him on the sofa with her legs underneath her.

'I'm singing sweetheart.' Armaan replies brushing his nose with hers.

'I know you're singing buddhu.' She too brushes her nose with his. 'Par yeh ghaana kyun?'

'Kyunki,' Armaan wraps his arms around her by the waist and pulls her into a hug. 'Aaj mera kuch karne ka maan kara hai?' He tries to bury himself in the crook of Riddhima's neck but she moves away giggling.

'Armaan. Bas bhi karo na.' She smiles.

'Kyun? Humhe yaha kaun dekhe ga?' He tightens his hold on her waist and nuzzles himself in her hair as she laughs.

'Armaaan!' She pushes him away with her small fragile hands and gets up from the sofa as her tinkling laughter fades away. She stops after taking a few steps as she feels her dupatta being tugged. She holds onto it by the neck and turns around to see Armaan pressing it against his lips. 'Oohh,' She tilts her head slightly. 'Toh yeh irada hai janab ka.'

'Of course.' Armaan looks up at her cheekily as she bends down to get her dupatta back. 'You should know by now, Miss Riddhima Gupta.' He says huskily while emphasizing on the salutation.

'Well Mister Armaan Malik,' She gingerly takes hold of her pink dupatta in her hand and comes close to his ear to whisper, 'I have some pretty wild ideas of my own.'

Armaan turns his head just a bit so that their lips were nearly touching. 'Oh really?' He asks her mockingly. When she nods her in affirmative he asks her, 'Like what?'

Riddhima pouts before she answers, 'Like…' She makes sure to keep her eyes glued onto his as she brings her hand and lightly starts making circles on his manhood. Armaan not expecting such a bold move from his otherwise coy and blushing lover, gasps in astonishment.

'Riddhima tum…' Armaan is shushed by Riddhima as she puts her index finger on his lips. With that same finger she starts to trace the outlines of his lips and his strong muscular cheekbones while continuing the same down below. She brings her hand behind his hair and tugs at it as she squeezes his manhood. Receiving a groan from him, she smiles and bites down on his bottom lip while she squeezes him once more. As his lip departed from her teeth, she grinned.

'You still wanna know what wild ideas I have Mister Armaan Malik?' She enunciates his name while she plays with the top button of his shirt.

Armaan simply gulps and tries to gain a grip on reality as he watches Riddhima smirk and walk away in his hazy vision.

Helpless

Shilpa removed her black luscious hair that was hanging against her chest and moved them behind. Her golden bangle grazed against her wrist as she looked upon herself in the mirror and fixed her hair. She was just admiring and beginning to appreciate the way she looks when the door slammed open. She swiftly turned around to the source of the noise and was shocked to see Armaan standing there panting.

'Ar-' Shilpa began to address him then stopped when she saw him advancing towards her. He swiftly closed the distance between them and pulled her into his arms. Anger and fury resonated from his eyes and every cell of his body. Shilpa felt him dig his fingers deep into her waist as he pulled her even closer making her heaving breasts come into contact with his hard one. Armaan eyed her down and noticed that she was dressed in a red blouse covered in gold embroidery with a matching lehnga. She also had on a golden bangle on her right wrist. Armaan held right hand and brought it up close to his face so that he can closely inspect it. Shilpa noticed he was drenching wet even though it wasn't raining too heavily outside at this point of time although it was earlier in the afternoon. She could feel his cold skin warming up underneath her palms. She vainly tried not to look at his chest and his nipples becoming hard underneath her touch. 'Armaan.' She whispers to the hollow of his neck not wanting to meet his eyes. Armaan shifts his eyes from her golden bangle to her and tightens his grip on her. Shilpa gasps as his fingers dig deeper into her. 'Armaan.' She winces as she desperately wishes for Armaan to loosen his grip on her. When he doesn't heed her requests, she goes onto to do it herself by trying to remove his hands with her free one. Armaan twists her hands and puts them behind her back and removes any possibility of having any space between them.

'Kya karna jaa ri ho?' He asks her gritting his teeth.

Shilpa stops squirming when she realizes the motive of his being present in her room. 'Oh. Toh tum issi liye aayi ho.'

Armaan twists her hands again making her scream. 'Just answer the goddamn question!' He yells making her close her eyes shut in fear. Armaan bites down on his lip and mentally curses himself for being so harsh. He leans his head down onto hers and mutters an apology. 'Shilpa, please... don't.' Shilpa opens her eyes and slowly lifts her gaze up to his to see him. His own pair were beginning to tear up and were lowered down in shame.

'Armaan.' She whispers and manages to put her hand against his cheek to comfort him as he had forgotten to keep his tight grip on her during his breakdown. Tears drip down his face as he blinks not being able to believe that fate was trying to steal away his one last source of happiness away from him.

Armaan puts his hand on hers and holds onto it tight never wanting it to let go. 'Please...' He pleads to her once more. He just can't go through the same heartbreak as he did when he lost Riddhima. He wasn't quite sure if he will be able to survive this time around. Wordlessly, Shilpa informs him that she is helpless now. There is just nothing that she can do to stop the incident that will take place within the next few minutes. She lowers her gaze and starts to remove her hand from his face which infuriates Armaan even more. He grabs hold of her by the wrist and starts dragging her outside. In that flit of a second, Shilpa saw something that she will never forget. The way that Armaan's face had contorted to reveal something so hideous and ugly, she will never be able to erase from her mind. Armaan kept dragging her till she was outside and now using the railing for support as she came down the stairway. The guests that were present all stopped chatting to look at the spectacle that was befalling before them. Armaan swung her around till she came crashing into him and had to use him for support. She didn't remove her eyes from him as she desperately tried to free herself from his grip. Her attempt goes futile as he pulls her closer from the waist again.

'Helpless?' He asks her mockingly with venom dripping from his voice. He holds her right hand where the golden bangle was placed and crushes it so hard that it breaks. Shilpa lets out a scream as warm, red liquid start oozing out of the fresh openings in her skin. Armaan holds the broken jewellery and pierces it deep into his skin allowing his own blood to flow out freely. Shilpa stares at him wide eyes in fear of seeing this new side of Armaan. He was displaying a whole new side of insanity that she had never witnessed before. She saw anger, fury, and hatred oozing out of his eyes. He squeezes her wrist once more tightly making more blood gush out. With his bloody thumb, he swipes it across the middle of her forehead. A lone tear falls out of a numb Shilpa as she realizes in that one swipe her whole entire life has turned upside down. In that one swipe she has become from a strong and independent woman into a lost and broken soul. In a single swipe he had changed his destiny. In a single swipe he had transformed from a desperate romantic to a psychotic beast. 'Now you truly are helpless.' He spat at her while he threw her out of his arms and walked away from her while pushing her aside.

Hey leen can u plz make a seperate thread for KaSh ones please? And its good u did not put any pic for riddhima it becomes easier to read :)..

Originally posted by: Laddoo.Phaddoo

Goshhh loved the ArSh one mannn soo intense want to read more u will continue na Gullu🤗

Ladoo!! Tu ne sab se pehle comment kiya, uske liye thank you. 😳 I don't know if I will.. I have an idea running in my head right now... 🤔 But let's see! 😊

Originally posted by: SabzKaShGrAnd

Hey leen can u plz make a seperate thread for KaSh ones please? And its good u did not put any pic for riddhima it becomes easier to read :)..

shall comment when i read :)

Hey Sabz! 😃 We're talking after SO long!! 🤗 Listen I'm sorry for whatever upset you, it truly wasn't my intention.

A separate thread as in.. 🤔 They all are just OS's. 😕 Should I just state which one is KaSh and which one isn't? Will that be easier for you? But if you still want me to make one separate then let me know and I will! 😊

Aww, thank you. I didn't want to make Riddhima limited down to just one face so I made her accessible to all. 😳

Okay! Will be waiting. 😉