Forever Yours - A Rishbala FF UPDT:CH. 20 -PG. 117 - Page 16

Chapter Six – The Look

She remained in the same position I left her in, for the rest of the day. I remember walking down the stairs at midnight and seeing the woman who gave me birth trying to talk to her.

The instant the woman saw me; she backed away and walked to her room in tears. What put her to tears was a mystery to me, until I saw my new wife. Madhu sat silently, her eyes red from crying, her expressionless face, her food in front of her untouched.

Honestly, I didn't feel bad for her at that moment. I didn't even know what put the woman who gave me birth to tears. It was months later that I realized why she cried.

I stared at her for a moment, observing the condition I had put her in.

Then I walked up to her.

"Don't you have family you'd like to inform about your wedding?"

She didn't move, not even the slightest bit. It was as if I wasn't there. As if the world didn't exist.

So, I knelt down beside her and shook her. She didn't move. I remember feeling as though I was shaking a dead body.

The thought of that had caused goose bumps on my arms. But then also pleased me. Why? I'm still not sure to this day why the feel of shaking the girl I had killed on the inside had pleased me.

So I decided to use my loud voice to shake her out of her trance.

"FAMILY?"

She didn't budge.

I called Bittuji. He came running into the foyer where I stood.

"Call her family, tell them the happenings of today."

"Yes chief."

"Tell them, under certain circumstances their daughter had to marry me."

"Yes chief."

"Tell them not to worry, she's in good hands now."

"Y..yes chief."

"What?"

"Nothing chief."

"Then what are you waiting for? Get out of here and make the phone call before they contact police to find their daughter."

He walked away. I remained knelt next to my newly wed wife.

She was a living statue. It seemed as though she had a body, but the soul within her body died the minute I placed sindoor on her forehead.

She didn't budge, I had no choice but to lift her in my arms. It was in that instant, when her body no longer touched the ground, that she came out of her trance.

I looked at her face. And she gave me this look. A look I'll never forget.

Anger, sadness, broken, worried, scared, everything was written all over her face.

Her eyes seemed to beg me to let her go, but her actions spoke otherwise.

As I stared at her face, I felt something hit my face and then a burning sensation.

It was when I saw her hand come back into place that I realized she had just slapped me.

I remember that feeling within me, I don't recall ever feeling so much anger in so little time. I felt as though I was on fire. I couldn't believe she had the guts to even touch me like that. Let alone slap me. I never would've thought in a million years that she'd take such a step.

It cost her though.

I held her in my arms and took her to my room as she struggled to get free.

With my upper body strength, she had no luck. I don't even understand why she attempted to get free in the first place.

I remember thinking that she already didn't adore me, but did she not see me as strong now either?

It's not nice having a family you completely despise living with you. However, I was quite okay with it considering the fact that they knew when not to interrupt me, or when not to get involved. Smart individuals, unlike the new family member I held in my arms.

I walked into my room and kicked my door shut. The thing with my door is that it automatically locks the instant it's completely closed. I enjoy my privacy, hence the special door lock.

I threw her onto my bed. She sat up on her elbows and stared at me in shock as tears flowed out of her eyes.

I began to remove my shirt slowly. Unbuttoning each and every button as she watched closely. I didn't know what she was thinking at that moment, but I wish I had.

I watched her as I began to slip my shirt off my arms. She closed her eyes as the tears still fell.

She kept her eyes closed. As I slowly climbed onto my bed, she felt the bed go down with my weight. She unconsciously began to back away from me.

Was I that terrible? Any girl would love to have me in bed with them.

This girl…as I always said, she was one-of-a-kind.

I slowly got near her; her head hit the headboard as she backed away. Her eyes suddenly shot open and she saw me next to her.

She opened her mouth, as if to say something, but no noise came out of her. I leaned over her and placed my hand on the other side of her head on the bed. In other words, I was on top of her, but my body weight wasn't. I held myself up to avoid making contact with her.

Her eyes closed as I slowly brought my face closer to hers, to the point where our noses nearly touched.

Our breaths mixed within the little space between us. I knew she could smell my scent and she could taste my breath. I knew she could feel the heat radiating off my body onto hers due to our close proximity.

Then I spoke.

"Next time you try to do something stupid, this scene will go on longer and longer. Understand?"

She didn't open her eyes but she quickly nodded her head, in fear. I felt her fear. I enjoyed that. Knowing I was the reason for her fear was quite amusing to me.

I got off of her and sat on the other side of the bed and stared at her as she opened her eyes and looked at me. Her eyes only read fear this time. I smirked.

Then I remember thinking to myself, "Now that I've got her in close proximity, all I have to figure out is how to make her like me."