IMP: Don't get confused. Rajat is no one. Its just a random name Geet took to hide Maan's name from Meera.
He had gone numb, couldn't believe his own ears. The already broken pieces of his heart shattered further as the words from past n present replayed in his mind with the images of the letter she had left him before going away.
Meera n Geet talked a bit more then Meera decided to go back. She reached the door n that when she saw him.
Maan in his shocked state was standing there still. It didn't take Meera more than a moment to recognize the person before, next her emotionless eyes turned hateful. Geet who was relieved just a second ago that Meera was finally leaving was now in dread as she came behind Meera n saw
Maan there, if Meera hated someone most in the world that was Maan.
Everything happened in a jiffy then. Meera raised her hand to hit Maan but before it could touch his face he held it. Geet had never seen him this angry n she had seen a lot. He pushed Meera back jerking her hand away. Meera stumbled but didn't waver.
As Geet kept a hand on Meera's shoulder to support her, she pushed it down looking at her eyes burning with anger n hurt. I knew it. Rajat, huh? She spat the words with accusation tingeing them.
Geet looked down n glanced at Maan from the corner of her eyes. He was worse, god knows why. It seemed he would burn the whole mansion with the heat of his fury. His eyes had turned red n he was practically shaking. Geet didn't understand what to do, who to talk when she knew both wouldn't hear her. All her efforts to hide the truth gone in vain, this is what she didn't want to happen.
I have never seen a shameless man like you. Meera blasted. You are sick. You broke her heart n you are at it again. What do you want?
I broke her heart. Maan chuckled hysterically. She left me. She never loved me, married some bloody man. And now when he left her, she came here.
Geet stayed in a corner listening everything mutely, her eyes had no tears and she felt deader than ever.
Meera could have killed him but knew better. She wouldn't color her hands with this man's blood. That's what you think or is this just a way to get the blame off you? Meera asked a brutal smile on her face.
He couldn't think properly, his insides were boiling n of all people Meera would never understand. Hell why would she when Geet didn't? And she was Geet's friend so obviously she would always be right for her. They both were in it together.
Do you need any more proofs? She asked turning to Geet. There was no reason why Geet would marry him. Whatever it was she decided to deal with that latter, for now she won't let this continue any longer. She held Geet's hand but when she pulled at it Geet freed herself.
I can't come. She said. She already knew that if Meera came to know about Maan the first thing she would do was to take her.
Meera was always sure that Geet was crazy but today she crossed all limits of insanity, living with a man who gave her only pain, who destroyed her life, her personality, her career, her' everything. This is madness. She shouted.
Daddy. It was the low voice of Jia that created silence. She came dragging her stuffed puppy on the floor sucking her upper lip; her big eyes stared at
Maan as she spoke. Fuffy and I were waiting for you.
Maan picked her in his arms n with a quick glance at Geet walked away. Meera could take her; it was good for everyone if she left.
Did he had tears in his eyes, Geet wondered. Meera was speaking something but the words didn't made way to her mind so she couldn't understand.
Who was she? Meera shook her.
His daughter. Geet whispered absently.
He has a daughter? Meera asked incredulously.
Yes. Geet screamed, finally the tears were out. The top of her head pained with pressure. He has a daughter. He was married to Shreya. She died n I am a god-damned replacement, a replacement that is not wanted. Now go away, leave me alone.
Geet. Meera tried to reach out to her but she stepped back.
Please Meera. I don't need you right now.
There is nothing wrong if you do. I am your best friend Geet.
NO' You aren't. No one is my friend. Please chali jao yahan se. She shouted n cried but Meera knew that whatever she said was not true. They were n would always remain best friends. But she didn't understand what was wrong with her though she knew Geet won't listen to her, not now and before she did something that she would regret later, she left.
Geet saw Meera walking away towards the stairs. There went the last person left to her.
Sniffing, she wiped her tears while turning around her eyes halted at Rohan, who was standing at the end of the corridor. She lowered her gaze n went back into the room closing the door softly behind. This was nice. The solitary room with no one to fight, accuse, scream n hurt, just peacefulness.
She lay on the bed of guestroom and closed her eyes. Maan's eyes brimming with tears flashed instantly.
She opened them staring blankly at the ceiling.
Not like sleep would have come if she would have been able to close them anyways.
Jia was sleeping in his lap while he gently patted her head. His insides were not as cool. His heart was crying, the broken pieces reflecting the rugged images of his love n sharp edges cutting through his feelings.
She didn't love him. He somewhere knew that already but the stamp of certainty was still very excruciating. Of course she was married to someone else that was why she pushed him away every time. And, he-Meera was right there-was sick, blinded by his love, he forced her thinking maybe she'.
How foolish of him.
But what could he do. No matter how wounded his heart may be it loved her anyways. Wasn't there any cure of this disease? And how could she do it to him? She left him that time n he had been suffering for past 6 years n she came again waltzing into his life to make new oozing gashes when the old ones never healed.
The idea that she was some other man's wife was killing him. She wasn't his Geet, his toy girl. She never was. That man left her n she came here married him. And surely her husband, Maan clenched his fist, would have been the one abusing her. Even heartbroken he couldn't digest that. Someone hurting her but he didn't care. If was her fault and all this time she was playing with him, got married to him when she loved someone else.
He couldn't live with that. He wanted to drown the pain n himself into alcohol but his eyes fell on the little angel in his arms. He was a father n didn't want his daughter to get affected by the darkness of his life.
He laid Jia on the bed. Her arms searched for him and he placed the stuffed puppy into them. She remained asleep hugging her fuffy to her chest.
Entering the gym he removed his belt. To overcome this pain he needed more.
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