Part 2 of the fan fiction:
Meera was getting ready for the day as many people were going to come to see her and Vidya today. She knew what the hot topic of conversation was going to be today but she didn't care. She knew Vidya would and it made her feel better to know that. It was Vidya's turn to feel the same humiliation she had gone through in the Modi house.
A door banged and soon after, Dharam entered out of the bathroom, vigorously rubbing a short towel on his damp hair. She refused to share space with him in front of the mirror so he stayed behind her and continued to dry his hair with the towel. Dharam heard her mutter something under her breath.
"Ay chokri, if you can't keep that mouth closed then talk freely. No one is going to eat you here."
Meera stayed silent, she did not want to engage in a conversation with him. She was trying to adjust the glass bangles through her wrist but it was doing no good. In that moment, the soft patting sound of the towel stopped followed by a pregnant pause whereby a sudden sense of being watched, washed over her. His sharp eyes were observing the reflection of his wife on the mirror, he was getting used to the girl's uncanny nature and although, he was relieved to not have to listen to her nonsense, this strange silence slightly bothered him at the same time. He noticed her eyes steal a glance towards his and then crash immediately after they collided with his.
"I'm not wearing this.", she expressed in frustration and chucked the bangles on the wall. Dharam's peace was short lived as he strode towards the wall to retrieve the broken strands of the bangles. They were his mother's and his temper boiled to know this girl had not thought twice before chucking them like a child.
"What do you think of yourself! This are not some toys for you to play with, they were my mother's bangles which she had treasured for this long!"
"So what? What can I do if they don't fit me? Besides, it's not my style, you should be happy that I am even wearing this saree for you and your mum."
"Don't talk to me like that! Don't forget this is my house!"
"That doesn't mean I will stay put like a furniture. If you think you're going to pressure me then think again Mr Dharam because I am not here to listen to anyone's orders. Don't forget, I can reveal this little secret of ours to everyone if I felt like it."
Dharam's temper was still simmering but he decided to press it down because he couldn't have the secret exposed. Their plan had just begun, it couldn't end so soon. Meera smirked, knowing she had hit his weak spot but Dharam wasn't the one to stay silent either. There were more bangles on top of the dresser so he grabbed her hand and thrust them through her wrists. Meera tried to wrestle her way free but it wasn't working, he was adamant on getting them through at any cost.
"Ouch!", she cried as one of the bangles broke and pierced her skin. Drops of blood oozed out and so did her tears. Dharam let the bangles crash on the ground and froze seeing her cry. For the first time in his life, he felt guilt settle in him. It wasn't so much the blood or even the tears that made him stop because he had seen more blood and tears throughout his life but the sight of Meera like that unsettled him. It was an alien like feeling.
Without thinking, he took her hand and sucked at the cut wound to take the pain away.
*Cue for romantic music* 😆
Edited by xPalkix - 9 years ago
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