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Posted: 13 years ago

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part 7

pia awoke the next morning to find both children in her bed. anjali had been unsettled in the night, so she'd put her under the duvet next to her, wedged in by a few pillows, but now as she opened her eyes she came eye to eye with armaan who was staring at her from across the bed, his head on the pillow beyond anjali.

"You ok mate?"

He nodded, "I missed you!"

She smiled, "but when you're with Dad you do fun things and you know he'll ALWAYS bring you back!"

Managing only a half smile, he replied, "but sometimes I don't like it at Daddy's."

"Why?" She reached across to stroke his hair.

He gave a non committal shrug, "my toys aren't there...and I don't have my Toy Story bed."

pia burst into a laugh, wishing if only everything could be as simplistic as being four years old, "well we just have to see if Daddy can get you a bed the same, and we fill your bag with all your favorite toys."

"Ok, it's not the same, but next time I'll take my Wiggles DVD, that'll help me go to sleep!"

anjali started to stir, so they all got up, armaan tucking into coco pops as pia helped anjali get spoonfuls of porridge to her mouth. A knock at the door disturbed the family bliss.

"It's open!" she shouted and then smiled as kabir entered the room carrying two large Starbucks coffees and a bag of doughnuts. "Life saver And a mind reader to boot!"

He scratched armaan's hair, "if you finish your cereal you can have a doughnut!"

"Whhooopppeee!" armaan squealed before shoveling his coco pops at a rate of knots into his mouth.

"anjali!" kabir called as he sat opposite the little girl. She giggled as he reached across to tickle her chin. "So Ms dobrial, t will kill me if I don't find out the gossip!"

pia laughed, "Nothing to tell, honest. I was escorted home by a gentleman, safely. I had no more than a chaste kiss..." as he started to guffaw in a 'I knew it manner' she quickly added, "to the back of the hand! And that was it!"

"You are such a waste. He's good looking, or so I'm told!" He added rapidly, "he likes you, so what if he's single, you don't have to look for marriage...just live a bit!"

She sighed, "This is where men fail to understand women! I am not interested in a date, let alone with a random stranger. I want to bring up my children and be happy kabir. If that seems to start involving a man then I may take it further, but at the moment I'm still getting used to being alone. You know?"

She raised an ironic eyebrow, as she knew kabir hadn't been without a woman to hand since his teens.

"Ok! I'll back off!" he handed her a large Americano, no milk and she instantly forgave him.

There was something soothing about a large black coffee!

She had a few chores to run later that day and both children were asleep when she finally got home in the evening. As she opened the door and dumped her bags, she made two trips bringing the sleeping babies into the house, and it was only on the last one that she noticed a large box placed just inside the porch. After placing a sleeping armaan on the sofa she returned to investigate the box. It had her name written on it in marker pen, so she lifted it and carried it into the house.

Once she'd changed both sleeping children in to pajamas, and deposited them under their respective duvets, she made her way back downstairs, and to the box with some trepidation.

pia sliced at the tape with a sharp knife, then peeled back the lid. She felt her jaw drop as she gasped at the contents, probably ten or twelve small gift wrapped presents, each labeled with her name.

Before she opened any of them she examined the box, looking for details of the sender, but could find nothing. So she started to open them one by one. A DVD of Anchorman, one of her favorite films, a CD of a band she'd not heard of, a jar of lip gloss shaped like a cupcake, body spray...the list was endless, none were overtly expensive but all were well thought out. After lifting the last parcel - a pair of thermal gloves, she saw a card. Ripping it open, she gasped again, her jaw dropping again.

"Everyone deserves to be spoilt! Happy Belated Christmas pia!"

This had only come from one person, jey.

She pondered what to do for most of the evening, she wanted to thank him, so much, but really wasn't sure whether she wanted to change the level of their friendship, and she had a feeling that if she called him then things definitely would change. In the end her good manners won out, and she called t for his number, ignoring the inquisitive and teasing comments she wrote the number down then hung up.

He answered in two rings.

"Hello?"

"jey?" she could hear the insecurity, indecision in her own voice.

She needn't have worried, he burst into a very excited, "pia? Wow! Great to hear your voice!"

"Thanks!" she dragged at her hair, tucking it behind her ear, "I just wanted to thank you for the gifts. It was a beautiful gesture!"

He laughed, "It's a disgrace that no one treated you before this! And I have receipts for everything if there's anything you want to change?"

She shook her head violently, despite the fact that he couldn't see her, "no it's all perfect! But it is too much jey; I can't have you spending all that on me!"

"It didn't cost as much as you'd think! Buy me a pint next time you see me!"

She'd expected him to push her into a date, but it seemed he really was intending to work on her subconsciously, break her down.

"If you're sure I definitely will!"

A week later and they were back into a routine. abhay had informed her he was going on holiday with alina, somewhere in Mexico. Fortunately it wasn't anywhere he'd taken her; she couldn't bear to see yet another memory desecrated by that alina. She found it hard to believe that he could switch his emotions on and off as he did, since their confrontation at hers he'd barely spoken to the children, let alone seen them, no wonder armaan was so confused about him.

The newspapers were full of the fact that band were having a year off, and speculation as to whether they'd reform again. It was hard for pia when her eyes and ears are inundated with abhay. But she carried on, ignoring as much as she could.

armaan was loving nursery, and anjali loved having time alone with her mother. So they settled back into their post Christmas life. abhay being away gave her a break, but she was concerned at armaan not wanting to spend time with him, she knew that she had to talk to abhay as soon as she could.

It was later in January when the sun finally seemed to break through the interminable rain and gloom. Taking the opportunity, she dressed the three of them up as warmly as she could as despite the sun it was still a harsh winter by the sea, and took a football, down onto the sand. anjali was sat in her pushchair laughing at armaan who had ignored the ball that was rolling further and further away, and was dancing for the two girls, when pia spotted someone retrieve the ball from a puddle.

Clamping a hand above her eyes she squinted against the sun trying to identify the figure making his way towards her, then felt a flutter of excitement as she recognized the lolloping walk, the hair that peaked out from under the knitted hat, jey.

He was smiling as he reached her, "someone's having fun!" holding the ball in the direction of her son, she chuckled as armaan became suddenly shy and hid behind her gripping her thighs tightly as a defense.

"Hey armaan, you are never shy, are you going to come and say thank you to jey for finding your ball?"

He shook his head and jey laughed, "Well this young lady isn't shy!" He squatted down beside anjali and rubbed her cheek with an outstretched finger, "hello you!"

She smiled a toothy grin at him as pia introduced jey to her daughter.

"How've you been?" he asked. "I notice you haven't made it out recently! I didn't scare you off did I?"

She laughed, "no, I've just had an absence in childcare, their father and mine are away at the moment, doesn't leave a lot of options!"

"Shame! You never did buy me that pint!"

She smiled, "could make it a coffee now if you don't mind two noisy kids joining us?"

"Sounds perfect!"

And that was how she came to be having coffee with jey and the kids, purely as friends.

He was great company, and armaan really warmed to him, but all too soon they had to leave.

"Will you come out with me when you can get a sitter?" he stumbled over the words, and she realized that it had been a very difficult thing for him to ask. But it was such a loaded question. She liked him, he was fun, he was good company, and he was pleasing on the eye, but as she smiled and murmured a very quiet "ok", she could hear the voice of doubt shouting "what are you doing?" at full volume in her head!

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Edited by abhiyan_soni - 13 years ago

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sandeep

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"You will?" jey's face lit up in smiles. "That's great! You'll need to let me know when you have a sitter. You've got my number."

pia grinned at his enthusiasm, "I do. My Dad's back from his holiday on Friday, so maybe after that?"

It was only a week until her twenty five birthday, not a day she was looking forward to, she'd never envisaged she'd be a divorced single parent. But her father was determined not to let her wallow in this.

As soon as he got back from his trip, he revealed his plan for her birthday. He'd booked them into a restaurant, the new offering from a celebrity chef, he had also arranged for abhay's parents to babysit.

pia was glad she'd had the chance to shop just after Christmas, the cornflower blue short dress suited her curvy figure and the matching colored shoes were elegant. She felt a million dollars as her father picked her up for the drive to the restaurant, mom grinned when she saw her.

"You look fantastic!"

pia smiled, "I was hoping for a young look, I am twenty five after all!"

The older woman shook her head, "you don't look any older than when I used to teach you fifteen years ago! I wish time had been that kind to me!" pia scoffed loudly. mom was a very glamorous woman, and didn't look anywhere near her age.

The restaurant was busy, it had recently opened and the place was buzzing, every table was busy and she recognized a lot of faces from TV and music.

"How did you manage to get us a table here?" she asked. "It looks like half of OK magazine regulars are here!"

Her father smiled rather awkwardly, "well you'll hate me saying this, but there was some underhand tactics. I think they were expecting abhay! He's the one who sorted it."

She laughed, not the reaction he had expected, "that's great! I finally get something worthwhile out of him! Brilliant!"

Her father raised an eyebrow suspiciously, "really?"

"I've spent the last year wishing I'd never set eyes on the man, it's about time we got something positive out of him! So he's back from Mexico then?"

He shrugged, "I emailed him, I don't know where he is. But he did reply. So I can't complain."

"I'm surprised he hasn't invited himself along, that'd be typical!"

Finally a waiter came to escort them to their table, and sat there smug as anything was her ex-husband. "abhay!" she hissed, "what are you doing here?"

He grinned, sprawling an arm along the back of the seat next to him, "your father asked me to book a table for your birthday!"

She was aware that the tension was making the whole room suspicious, so she dropped into the chair next to him, "and what made you think that it was an invite to include you? One day I wanted a relaxing celebration, and instead I get this!"

Shrugging he stood to shake her father's hand, and realized there wasn't a hint of surprise there, it seemed that may be her father and abhay had some sort of agreement. It was even more obvious when after ten minutes her father had a phone call, something about a burst pipe, meaning he and mom had to leave immediately.

Sitting opposite abhay she felt like crying, "Why are you doing this to me? Why can't you just let me live my life?"

He looked so healthy with his tan, his sun bleached hair, his eyes twinkled as he looked at her, "it's your birthday, can't I pass on my best wishes?"

She leaned across the table, uncaring that her snarl was unattractive, "then send me a bloody card, there was no need for this." She gestured around them, "you've been on a three week holiday with the bitch who called our children brats, and now you've orchestrated what? A romantic meal for two? Just WHAT is your intention?"

Suddenly he didn't look quite so confident, so she kept going, "is this just more retaliation because I told you that you have no control, no rights over me? Is this just another form of revenge?"

He shrugged, "it's your birthday, you are the mother of my children...can't I buy you a meal?"

She was sure steam was escaping her ears, the blood was pounding in her head as she felt she was about to explode, "you had to do this underhand to make sure I'd turn up though. You knew I wouldn't want this, but yet again abhay raichand proves a point." She gestured to a waiter and asked for her coat. "I can't do this anymore abhay, I have asked you time and time again to leave me alone, but you insist on making my life hell!"

"Is that how you see me?" He stood gesturing for his own coat. "Really?"

Blinking rapidly, fighting the welling tears she turned to him, "you have ruined everything for me abhay, I don't even know my father now it appears. I can't describe the ways you've hurt me. Yet you seem to get a perverse pleasure out of everything you do." Not waiting for her coat, she grabbed her bag and stormed out of the restaurant as fast as she could.

Outside a wall of paparazzi blocked her way and as she tried to step through them, but then jostling...her ridiculous heels meant that she teetered and almost fell. A firm hand rescued her, then she was pulled into the familiar embrace of abhay as he literally hit people out of the way and helped her into a cab. Sitting back on the seat, she stared at him.

He raised a hand, "I get it, you hate me...I suppose I can see this wasn't the most wise thing to do."

"You got that right!"

He pulled the car over a few streets away and handed a wad of cash to the driver, "take her wherever she wants to go." Then without even a glance back, he strode off into the night.

As the car cut through the miles back to her house, she fumed. Why wouldn't he even try to explain? To justify? To even look like he wanted to improve their relationship.

She couldn't go home, so feeling sad, vulnerable, she did a thing she knew she might regret, she called jey.

"I'm in the pub, the Lighthouse? Where are you?" it was loud and she could only just make out his voice.

"In a cab on the way back from London. I'm not really up to busy, to people."

"Meet me at the cafe then, it's closed as its Sunday, but I have a key. I can make us coffee?"

She sank back into the car seat, "perfect!"

Half an hour later, the car stopped outside the cafe, she could see a light on, but the sign said closed and the door was locked. She tapped gently, and was rewarded by the sight of jey cutting through the tables towards her.

"Hey!" he opened the door and saw she was looking both beautiful and dreadful. "I want to tell you how beautiful you look, but I get the feeling you have had a bad night! So I'll just offer coffee?"

"Perfect response for the second time tonight!"

"So," he asked as he laid a mug of coffee in front of her, "You look glammed up, have you been somewhere nice?"

She shrugged, "out for dinner, it's my birthday. But my ex-husband gate crashed the party..." She knew her face spoke volumes.

"I take it that didn't go down well?"

She shook her head, "I don't need mind games." She sipped at her coffee and sighed in relief, "I'm just glad to be away from it all, from him."

"And the children?"

"With his parents." Suddenly the atmosphere was tense all over again.

"So you've got the night to yourself?"

pia stood up, "I don't think I should be here, my head's in the clouds..."

He flew up to reach for her wrist, pulling her back to face him, "pia, please! Don't run away."

She was close to him, too close, she could feel his breath on her cheek, and she daren't look up for fear of what she'd see in his eyes. He reached out to cup her chin, but she fought his intention to look into her eyes.

"pia you've given me loads of reasons why this is wrong, but you know how I feel about you, and at no point have you turned around and said you don't like me, don't find me attractive. If you look me in the eyes and tell me you that you don't want me to kiss you, then I'll walk away, I won't bother you again!"

She raised her eyes, his were inches from hers, watching her every move. She could see the gold flecks in the brown surrounding his black pupils that seemed to grow as she stared at them, he smelt delicious, masculine, heady...in her mind in the split second that she had to make the decision, she realized that it had been over a year since she'd even be touched by a man, well more than a brotherly/fatherly hug. Her body burned to be hugged, to be caressed, loved.

With a sigh, she kiss on his cheek and hug him tightly .

She pulled back and smiled to see jey .

"You ok?" she whispered.

He nodded, still staring at her in wonder, "just wasn't expecting that!" His voice was hoarse and she realized how aroused, how emotional, how sweet he was.

pia smiled, "well at least it got rid of that awkwardness, hey?"

They stayed there against the closed front door, huging. After far too long really, pia suddenly realized that they were in fact exposed to the street, and she had no intention of becoming such an exhibitionist.

"People can see us," she said.and its starter raining . "Can we at least move away from the doorway?"

He lifted his head and looked at her, "I don't want to move, I'm worried I'll break whatever spell has made you want u be with me!"

Chuckling, she disentangled herself from him, "it's not a spell. I do like you...you know I have more worries than I should, but I guess that's the mother in me."

Taking both her hands in his, he smiled at her, "so what happens now?"

She shrugged, "I fancy a coffee".

"Is lovely good?" he asked as he led her back to their table, "cos it kind of sounds a bit...tame?"

She smiled picking up her mug, "sounds like there might be a point you can prove a little later?"

After coffee he found a bottle of wine, and they made short work of that too.

"I should really go jey; I've had a lovely evening!"

"There's that word again!" he reached for her hand and kissed her palm. "Do you have to leave? I live upstairs..."

"How convenient! But we've already done coffee!"

He grinned, "I have more than coffee on my mind."

She nodded, "I'm a bit battle scarred jey, I don't think I'm ready for anything more...not yet...I'm all a bit fragile." She knew both her resolve and her defenses were at rock bottom.

"Why don't you come up to the flat, we'll watch some TV, just relax. I don't expect anything else. But I like your company pia."

"Can I borrow something a bit more lounge worthy than this dress, it may look nice but it's not the most comfortable becaus it already wet in rain!"

Half an hour later she was stretched out on his sofa, with another glass of wine watching TV, she was wearing a t-shirt of his and a pair of joggers rolled up at the waist and ankle. jey was sat on the floor half turned towards her laughing as much at her laughing as the film on TV.

"Will you stay here? Tonight. Just stay, no funny business, just sleep?"

She checked her phone; there were no messages from anyone, so she nodded, "Ok. But no trying it on, you hear?"

It was comforting to fall asleep on sofa.

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sandeep

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Posted: 13 years ago

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pia woke at six fifteen, it was her innate alarm. Somewhere her daughter would be waking, armaan not far behind. She needed to get home, to be with her children; suddenly that was a desperate need. She rolled over on sofa. Strange, she thought, sitting up and gathering the dress, heels and bag from the previous night, she was still wearing jey's clothes. In the small lounge, jey was fast asleep on the bed, again she was surprised.

But how did she honestly feel? She asked herself as she used the bathroom quietly. She was flattered that he was paying her attention, but she didn't feel overly comfortable waking in a strange house, sneaking around like a teenager. It all felt sordid and very wrong. With a sigh she re entered the lounge.

She was just scribbling a quick note, when she heard him stir behind her. Turning she saw jey sitting up.

"Sorry, don't think I'm sneaking off, I just need to get home." He only grunted a response. "Not a morning person?"

He swung his legs until he was standing, "you called me abhay!"

She froze, "what?"

"When you were asleep".

Shrugging she searched in her bag for her phone, "that bloody man gets everywhere!" as she finally retrieved the phone she glanced up and saw he was glowering at her.

"Is that it? All you've got to say?"

pia was stunned, she'd not really thought about jey having feelings, she was so used to being walked all over she was genuinely surprised to see he was hurt, but then did he really have any justification to feel so aggrieved?

"I was married to him for years; he's pestering every aspect of my life! Sorry, but I don't think I have to apologize." She started to dial a taxi, ordering one to get her home as soon as possible. When she finished the call she looked up to see him still staring at her incredulously at her. "jey, I'm sorry I called out abhay, it wasn't intentional. And to be honest I don't think you have that much right to judge me like this."

"I thought you liked me!" he sounded like a whinging child.

She shook her head, "this is why I didn't want this jey, not really, I'm not a teenager, and we are not love's young dream. I warned you that I was scarred, that I didn't know how things would go. But this ...you...you're acting like a child..." as he made to shout she held up a hand, it's your right. But I'm not, I can't promise you anything."

"So you were just using me? Is that it? Your husband kicks off so you use me to get over it?"

pia paused, "I can see why it'd look that way. I thought I wanted to move on, I thought I was ready. But I'm sick of arguing jey, I need to find me again, not get back into another controlling relationship." She was sad as she made for the door barefooted, she knew she had used him, had been selfish, still was being, but it was the first time ever.

"You can't just go pia! You can't just walk away!"

She smiled, "sorry, we both need some space, and I really am sorry, I' haven't behaved the best, but I didn't mean to hurt you."

She rushed out, at that moment he did look like he might cry, or hit her. One of the two.

Back at home, she showered, changed and ate a reasonable breakfast, in all the furor of the previous evening she hadn't actually had anything to eat. Now suddenly she was ravenous. She called abhay's mother once it was a reasonable hour, the children were awake and in fine voice in the background. She agreed to meet the grandparents halfway to collect the children. They were both ecstatic to see her, and she was playing with them outside in the garden when her mobile phone rang. She looked at the screen and saw it was jey. Pressing 'ignore' she carried on playing, knowing it wasn't the answer, the way to deal with things.

Half an hour later they were both in the lounge, armaan doing a jigsaw, anjali crawling all over the place when her house phone rang. It was kabir.

"I didn't realize abhay was part of the birthday celebrations?"

Sitting down she closed her eyes, "how do you know he was at the meal? Did you talk to my Dad?"

He laughed, "You REALLY haven't seen it?" When she failed to reply he added, "Tabloid fodder! You two, cuddled up leaving the restaurant? Shall I read you the headline?"She could hear the rustling before he announced, "'PROTECTIVE RAICHAND AIDS EX.' PIA, former wife of abhay raichand chose to celebrate her twenty five birthday with her ex-husband last night, and when she stumbled leaving the restaurant he was seen rushing to aid her into a taxi the sped off into the night together. The two seemed a long way from the bitter divorce that has seen them spilt acrimoniously a few months ago. But what does this mean for alina khurana? Has she seen her final ?' so I take it that isn't what happened?"

Her first word was an expletive and he laughed out loud, "shall I come over? A few beers and a Chinese take away?"

She sighed, "Why couldn't I have fallen in love with you kabir?"

"You can't fall in love with a brother, you know that pia!"

A few hours later she was filling him in on the bizarre end to her night, and then the awkwardness of the morning.

"Well you can't blame him for being angry. I'd go nuts if someone did that to me!" he slugged his beer.

"Even if it was just his first date, not even a date? Argh!" she shouted at herself. "I was lonely, angry..."

kabir patted her head in a friendly gesture, "so was this to forget abhay, or to spite him?"

She spun to face him urgently, "do you honestly think that was what it was?"

kabir shrugged, "do you fancy this boy? Do you want to spend the rest of your life with him?"

"Do you make the same decision over every woman you screw?" she squared up to him, the truth was hitting her straight between the eyes and she didn't like it.

"No!" he answered truthfully, "but then you're not me pia, you are a genuine and honest person, and you've NEVER done anything in half measures, you don't do casual dating . So this was for another reason! I might lose my balls for suggesting this, but I think you wanted revenge on abhay, and that was the easiest way to hurt him. But he wouldn't have found out. The boy will recover, you'll get over it and life will go on. pia it up to experience!"

She stood her eyes narrowing.

"Where you going?"

Failing to keep a straight face she laughed, "To get a knife...there are some things that need detaching!"

kabir ended up staying over, crashing on her sofa, and they went for a walk early the following morning.

He chased armaan over the sand and anjali was trying to toddle holding her mother's hand when pia's phone ringing broke the reverie, "Hello?"

"You really are stupid pia! What the hell were you trying to prove?"

She was taken aback, stunned by the animosity coming down the phone, "abhay?"

The laugh was harsh, "who did you think I was, your lover boy?"

pia took a deep breath, how the hell did he know about jey? At that moment her call waiting alerted her of a second call, "Sorry abhay I haven't got time for this, I'll speak to you another time."

She hung up and connected to the next call, Josh her old friend, the one who'd given her the job working with abhay all those years ago was on the line, she hadn't spoken to him for ages. "Hey Josh!" she bubbled, pleased to hear his voice.

"pia." He sounded anything but happy. "I'm afraid I've got bad news."

Her heart started to race and she suddenly felt sick, "really? What is it?" Hearing Josh sigh, she knew this wasn't good.

"You were out with abhay the other night? Anyway, it seems the taxi driver you had was maybe in on a scam. The press know that you argued after leaving in the cab, and you were followed home."

"I didn't go home!" As she remembered exactly where she'd gone she felt the world start to spin. She scooped anjali up in to her pushchair and knelt onto the sand.

"No you didn't. Sorry pia, but there are some very unsavory photos of you in a cafe doorway, and I've just heard an interview with your...and I quote them... 'new lover'. They apparently knocked his door and he told them 'everything' for a rather healthy amount of money! It's my job to manage press for abhay as you know, and as my friend I doubly wanted to block this, not let it be printed, but there appears to be no other news around at the moment."

She was unable to speak, this was worse than anything else.

"Are you ok?" Josh sounded genuinely concerned. "I can offer a statement for you..."

"I can't..." she tried to control her voice, her emotions. "He did it for money? Nothing happened Josh, he's lying!"

"Look shall I come down there? I've got the copy for tomorrow's paper; I'll email that to you. Let me at least try to make it ok. if it's lies we can get it retracted."

pia was shaking her head, "how the hell can you make it right Josh? Retracting will only prolong the interest. Thanks and all that, but I need to make some calls."

"You're a friend pia. Call me later, ok?" With a grunt she hung up on the PR guru and her whole world balanced precariously.

She was crumpled in a heap when kabir came running across the beach, armaan tucked under his arm like a surfboard.

"What is it?" He could see she was white as a sheet and shaking.

"The bas***d!"

He dropped armaan to his feet and took them all home muttering a "not in front of the kids!"

She was sat in a daze at the kitchen table, as kabir turned on a Toy Story DVD and opened some snacks for the kids. As he boiled the kettle, he perched against the counter, "so?"

She looked up and he could tell she'd been crying, "I was followed home the other night, there are photos of me and jey in the newspaper...and they've interviewed him as my lover!"

"What? Shit! I thought you meant abhay was a bas***d!"

Shaking her head she laughed, "Ironic isn't it? There are two of them out there?"

Fetching her laptop, she clicked onto her email and waited as the message from Josh opened. He'd included the article and photo of her and abhay first; he was angry, aggressive yet protective, aiding her through the crowd. There was a small amount of blurb, talking about her celebrating her 25th with her ex-husband. The next article made her physically sick, after retching into the kitchen sink, she tried again.

"Rockers Ex Taught Toy Boy Lover a Few New Chords."

There were dark photos of her and jey in a hugng each other in the closed cafe doorway. The pictures were damming enough, but the blurb that followed was nothing short of libelous. As if that wasn't bad enough, the photos were accompanied by an interview with jey, a semi pro surfer, cafe worker and experienced lover . She'd have laughed out loud if it hadn't hurt so much. But it cut to the core. How could she walk down the street tomorrow after this drivel hit the newsstands? It was all bullshit, but people would still read it, judge her, condemn her...and probably pity her poor ex-husband who'd been SO good to her earlier that same evening.

kabir was as stunned as her.

"Shall I go over and knock him out?"

pia tried to laugh, "What good would you getting in trouble do? What will my Dad think? armaan's nursery teachers, the clients at the restaurant?"

He shook his head, "that it's rubbish? Think about it pia. You had decided you kind of did the wrong thing, put it down to experience."

"I feel so stupid! I mean I'm a grown woman; this is something you'd expect of alina khurana! NOT ME!"

kabir hugged her, "so what you going to do?"

In times of crisis do you stand and fight? Or run, hide and lick your wounds? pia had never run from anything before, but here she had the children, her family...kabir was dating jey's good friend. It was all too close, all too embarrassing and all too personal. There was only one word that made sense. One thing that sounded like an oasis in this desert.

Spain.

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here i stop writing hope u like it guys . ab time to pay for abhay and realize his mistake .

Edited by abhiyan_soni - 13 years ago

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Akshita

@Akshi0019

Sparkler

Posted: 13 years ago

#154

amazing update dr!!!!

jey is such a morom yr!!! he also end up hurting pia!!!!

abhay could have made a better effort in winning pia!!!!! in d restorant when abhay was dere i felt may be thing r getting sorted out... but nothing like dis happen!!!!

pia wants 2 run away... i can understand her situation... i hope abhay will help her 2 over come d situation!!!

so mow abhay will realize his miatake!!! cool... i want him 2 suffer d pain through with pia is going!!!

only den he will realize importance of pia!!!

cont soon waiting egerly 4 d next part... n thanks 4 d pm!!!

Edited by Akshi0019 - 13 years ago

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anjali

@adnilover

Rocker

+ 3

Posted: 13 years ago

#155

Akshi, no fair. Always first. Kabhi toh humko bhi chance diya karo😆

amazing update sandeep!

but yeh kya hua. Jeh like abhay ultimately just ended up hurting piya. What a moron yaar. I feel like killing him. And abhay too. Cant he make a better effort at winning piya back. I hope he dumps alina soon. I am eagerly waiting for his redemption. Piya escaping to spain wasnt a very a good idea given that she has 2 children but the girl really does need some time to herself.

Make abhay suffer well!!!

Edited by piyabhay4ever - 13 years ago