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Hello people, 'Quarantine' is a collaboration and shall be written by two authors. Author Number one is Spoorthi (spuARHI) and Author Number two is Nidhi (bunnylovessunny) We shall alternate the chapters as the story goes by!
Quarantine happened suddenly, out of the blue, like poof! So it was random and mainly something that interested the two of us. So here we are bringing to you our very first Fan fiction and we really hope you like it.
WARNING: We do not own Iss Pyaar Ko Kya Naam Doon or any of the characters of the show. We do not intend to hurt, offend or insult anyone. This is purely fiction and is entirely our very own imagination. So Plagiarism is hated and shall be reported!
You shall be warned if an adult situation/theme should crop up!
For now, we unveil' Chapter Nine!
There shall be some swearing, you are warned.
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Quarantine
A day shall come when you'll be at my feet'
Half a month later'
"Di do you need any help with the packing?" Khushi asked as she walked into the guest room with a big smile on her face.
Now was the time to drop the bomb.
"Umm no, I'm almost done actually. Thanks for the offer Khushi" Anjali smiled and Khushi nodded. "Ok then, I'll be off now. Aneesh and Shreya have been asking me to make their favourite hot chocolate for bed for the last time this trip tonight" Khushi explained slowly making her way out of the room. She bit her lip, she willed for Anjali to open her stupid mouth and spit out her suspicion!
Just as Khushi's foot exited the room she heard Anjali's feeble yet urgent voice.
"Khushi" she said fast, afraid her sister-in-law would walk away before she had a chance to confirm her doubts.
"Haan di?" Khushi turned around after doing a mental jig.
"Can we talk for a second?"
"Sure" Khushi smiled chirpily as she made herself comfortable on Anjali's bed.
"Khushi has chote been keeping you happy?" Anjali enquired a little tentatively and Khushi's expression changed from happy to confused.
"Ofcourse di, why would you ask something like that?" Khushi replied with surprise sprinkled in her tone.
"Khushi tell me you haven't seen anything weird in Arnav's behaviour lately, he has been acting pretty strange ever since I've come. He keeps distancing himself from Aneesh, he's fine around Shreya but my brother looks at my son like he's seeing a ghost! I don't understand his behaviour. What are the two of you hiding from me?" Anjali asked sternly and Khushi looked down and twiddled with her thumbs on her lap.
"Di why would we hide anything from you?" Khushi asked exasperated and Anjali sighed in frustration. "I know you are and I demand to know what it is now" Anjali pressed and Khushi looked at her with her bottom lip inbetween her pearly whites.
"Maybe it's his place to tell you that?" Khushi whispered and silent got up and made her way out of the room, leaving behind a very angry and confused Anjali.
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Anjali slammed the car door shut and gathered all her luggage and her kids and walked swiftly towards the entrance of the airport not even giving her brother a second glance. Arnav sighed and palmed his face in utter frustration and looked at his sister's retreating back with hurt and distress.
Oh how he hated having open conversations!
Almost an hour back Anjali confronted her little brother concerning his behaviour towards her baby boy recently. Arnav at first simply shrugged it off stating she was imagining things. But Anjali stood her ground; she demanded an explanation and also offered to help him out if he was undergoing any sort of problem. That led to a small argument between the two siblings about how Arnav was no longer as close to his di as he used to be once upon a time and that he doesn't tell her everything like he used to ever since he shifted to Delhi after the wedding.
Arnav argued that he deserved his solitude and privacy once in a while and explained to her that whatever the problem he was going through, could be handled perfectly well by him. After that the fight took up another angle and Anjali finally let out her suspicions regarding Arnav and Khushi's so called 'happy' marriage and an infuriated Arnav asked her to suck it up and get lost. A devastated and shattered Anjali decided she'd not probe him further; hell won't even talk or look at his face.
Somewhere in the middle of the argument, Anjali also mentioned to him that she approached Khushi regarding the doubts she's been having and told him that Khushi said it was his thing to tell his sister. Arnav was furious for two reasons. One, his sister triggered unnecessary memories back into his already troubled wife's mind and Two Khushi didn't have to open her mouth and tell his sister that there was a problem in the first place!
Oh she so had it.
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"KHUSHI!" Arnav yelled as soon as he walked into the house. Khushi who was upstairs, working on cleaning her wardrobe walked down to see why he was shouting so much.
"What's wrong? Did di and the kids board the flight?" she asked descending down the stairs and Arnav glared at her, hard.
"What the f**k did you tell di?" he asked her and she looked at him beyond confused.
"Regarding?" she enquired finally standing infront of him and Arnav's teeth made grating sounds.
"Why you'I thought it was understood we'd not tell di about the miscarriage OR talk about it even to eachother, forget anyone, in the first place. It's no rocket science to understand that I've been acting strange lately. Because yes Khushi, YES, I have been feeling like shit ever since you've told me I was the reason you've had the miscarriage, how much ever legit it might have sounded then to me. YES, I have been having nightmares and you of all people should know that I have been having them, why I have been treating Aneesh the way I have been, because it was YOU who was next to me every freaking night the past month, calming me down and what not! And third YOU never had the audacity to tell ME about the miscarriage so WHY is it MY place to tell my di you had one? How did you suppose I would explain to my di why I was acting so horrible towards my own goddamn nephew?" Arnav barked, shaking her shoulders roughly, while Khushi stared blankly at him.
"Arnav I-I just thought that maybe talking to di would make you feel better. I just thought you'd want to open up to her" Khushi mumbled, her eyes welling with tears.
"Oh shut up! Our marriage is a sham Khushi, a sham, a freaking condition that we're both stuck to live upto. How could I tell my di anything? She even asked me if we were happy together!" Arnav spat. Khushi suddenly sensed he was talking trash and decided she did nothing wrong and he was barking at her for no reason.
"So? So what's the big deal now? How is my bloody miscarriage even related to us being happy? I know our f**king marriage is a sham Arnav; you don't need to tell me that! I'm only saying how would it affect di if we told her I had a miscarriage? Infact she would understand and probably you wouldn't even have had to fight!" Khushi spat back and Arnav reeled away for a second.
His mind was going dizzy, he was talking crazy.
"Oh and what reason do you suppose I'd give her if she asked me how you had a miscarriage?" Arnav asked, thinking he was being smart. Khushi laughed humourlessly and looked at him amusedly.
"Look who's having troubles lying to their family all of a sudden. How you ask Arnav, the same freaking way you lied to them about our marriage!" Khushi yelled and Arnav totally blanked out.
"Oh!" he mouthed and looked away, feeling embarrassed and thoroughly muddled. Something was wrong with him, he wasn't talking or thinking straight.
"What is going on with you Arnav? Are you alright?" Khushi asked him, walking close to him and enveloping him in a bear hug. Arnav immediately hugged her back tight, letting out a deep breath and clung to her for dear life.
"Khushi I think I've gone mad" he mumbled into her hair and Khushi sighed and stroked his hair and pulled back to kiss his stubble. "I feel so horrible for fighting with di and on top of that I was a monster to that poor little boy. He must hate me now, he must think his own uncle has some serious mental condition or something. Khushi I don't know what I've been doing lately" Arnav groaned, pulled her flush against him again and Khushi hugged him back, extremely worried.
This was not supposed to happen. Arnav was not supposed to feel this way.
"Arnav just please take a few days off. How about we go on a small vacation or something, I still have two weeks to start college and you can afford to take a break. How about we just go and set all of his behind us. How about we go back to being friends from the total strangers we are now" Khushi said, kissing his neck and soothing his back.
"Yeah, that's a good idea. I'll have Aman book the tickets to some place; you can talk to him about whatever place you want to go to. I'm ok with anything" Arnav said absent mindedly and Khushi smiled and kissed his forehead.
"Ok, why don't you go and get some sleep for now?" Khushi said and Arnav who had his arms around her was looking at her mangalsutra, thinking about something rather earnestly.
"Arnav" she nudged him and he immediately jerked back to reality and gave her a small smile that she could barely see.
"Sorry I just spaced out a bit there. I was just thinking something" he said and Khushi smiled and pulled his hair and pressed their foreheads together with her arms around his neck while he held her by the waist.
"Thinking about what might I ask" she smiled and Arnav, without giving it a second thought, kissed her lush and pouty red lips with deep longing. Khushi smiled against his lips as she reciprocated and broke the kiss a few seconds later.
"Thinking about what Arnav" she pressed again and he looked at her sharp in the eye.
"I think I'll go and meet Dr Oberoi. I just need to talk to her" he said and Khushi stiffened, the blush on her face paled and her words froze inside her throat.
Oh this was SO not right!
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"So what brings you here?" Nivedita Oberoi asked as she settled won infront of one of her longest patients. Arnav gave her a gentle nod and thanked her for the glass of water she handed to him before taking her seat.
"My wife" Arnav said blandly and Nivedita sighed, clutching onto her head.
"Honestly Arnav you are one twisted man. You've given the poor girl a lot of pain already, what has she done now?" she asked and Arnav smirked.
"Don't you smirk. Why do you keep doing this to yourself Arnav, why can't you just let her go?" Nivedita asked him and Arnav sighed.
"I want to, I've told her I want to, trust me, she just won't budge. But put that aside, I have another problem here and it's been eating me for a month now" he said, sitting back and Dr Oberoi have him a nod to proceed.
"She had a miscarriage a month back" he said exasperated and Nivedita gasped inwardly. "Who was the father" she asked and Arnav gave her a glare.
"Me ofcourse, my wife is not a wh**e like me" he chuckled and Nivedita rolled her eyes in annoyance. Honestly, Arnav Singh Raizada was her biggest nightmare of a patient.
"How is she doing now?" Nivedita asked and Arnav shrugged.
"Better than me" he stated matter of factly and Nivedita nodded.
"As far as I get you, this shouldn't bother you much because you don't believe in becoming a father or a husband or any such virtuous models so what has got your wand in a knot here?" she probed and Arnav looked at her solemnly.
"She was responsible for the miscarriage, I mean she literally miscarried because she wanted to and she never told me she was pregnant in the first place. I came to know from her frigging doctor that she was in the hospital and I was sleeping over at Sheetal's that night when I got the news and I rush to her and ask her about why she never told me about her pregnancy she tells me because it wouldn't matter to me anyway. I was frustrated with her and I hated myself. She was in pain for weeks, she never told me about it, she was hurting because of me, and she was suffering because of my bloody cement brain that won't even dare to change for her sake. She means the world to me. I can't see her suffer. I need her to be happy" Arnav said and Nivedita looked at him exhausted.
Arnav Singh Raizada would never change for anyone and Khushi was the one who was expected to move on.
"Go on" she urged and Arnav took a deep breath.
"I've been having nightmares lately, my son keeps coming in them and he keeps telling me how horrible I am and how I've given his mother so much pain. He keeps telling me I'm like my father. Trust me Nivi, I don't want to be anything like that man" Arnav said pleadingly and Nivedita nodded.
"I know, but Arnav don't you think it's high time you realized that you're nothing like your father and give Khushi a chance? Your actions somewhat do take the same direction as your father's and I know you've been very open about your extra martials to Khushi and surprisingly she bares that bas***d in you, but still don't you think that giving Khushi the love she needs, the undivided love, will make the world, your son and your wife see you as a much better person than your father? Don't you think Khushi deserves better from you and not from anyone else? Why can't you see you're capable of giving her the love you think she deserves? Why should you expect her to wait for someone to give her that love when you, yourself are very potent to give her the same? Obviously she loves you not that someone else." Nivedita tried to reason and Arnav sighed and shook his head a no.
"I can't" he whispered.
"Why not Arnav just try, I'm sure you'll do great. The fact that you don't want to be anything like your father itself draws the line that you aren't anything like him" Nivedita continued.
"No, you don't get it. It's not the thing" Arnav said and Nivedita for the first time in her 27 year career got frustrated.
"Then what is the thing Arnav" she sighed, sitting back.
"Khushi doesn't love me" he mumbled, looking at his shoes.
"What? How can you say that?" she asked disbelievingly.
"Because Nivedita, if you love someone enough, you let them go and obviously Khushi has no such intentions. Her goal is to get me, make me hers. She wants to prove to herself that whatever she has in life doesn't abandon her. And she is on the verge of making sure that I'm hers, whether I like it or not and I can't live like that" Arnav said, his voice devoid of any malice or hatred.
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Hello People, so here is Chapter Nine, please let us know how it is! Hit the like button and comment, IF you really did like it! :D
And I'm really sorry for the late update! :)
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Edited by bunnylovessunny - 12 years ago
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