Part 1
SCENARIO- it's the evening before the shiita wedding, there are no misunderstandings between shivika here and Tia has no secrets she it just a normal, rich spoilt girl who is looking forward to marrying shivay for status and luxury. Anika is their wedding planner and shivay feels a strong attraction towards her but isn't willing to admit it, the drunken party scenes have happened and he blamed everything on the drink and then the whole painkiller scene happened which he also put it down to intoxication and the following day got engaged to Tia. Shivay has managed to keep himself together all this time but now that the wedding is tomorrow, he is feeling very frustrated and agitated but can't figure out what to do about it. Anika, to his much superise has quickly recovered from the emotional roller coaster of their last initimate interaction, which was the night where he had taken the painkillers, she behaved , her normal chirpy, enthusiastic self and was giving it all her best to prepare for the shitia wedding. At first shivay was relieved that he hadn't hurt her as much as he had hurt himself but as the wedding came closer he couldn't understand how all this wasn't affecting her as much as him. His frustration and anger was soaring sky high, he needed /wanted answers. As always his brain was telling him to let it go that's the best way but his heart wouldn't stop nagging him. His heart needed to know why/how? How was she so calm and composed? How was she enjoying herself making the preparation for his wedding without a single sign of pain? Did she not feel the same about him? Was she not attracted to him? Did she not feel angry about him giving his life away to someone else? All this build up of agitation was just unbearable for him to handle, for the first time in his life he was finding it difficult to keep his heart under control/ just then he felt her presence and looked towards his door and there she was walking into his room, with his wedding outfit for tomorrow.
She walked up to him passing him the outfit "billuji here's your wedding attire for tomorrow, can you please try it on for a final fitting because I don't want any problems tomorrow to spoil your big day'. Shivay paid every ounce of attention he had in him to detect any pain/hurt or regret on her face or in her tone of voice but there was none. How? His heart nagged again how can she be ok about all this, all lost in his thoughts he grabbed the outfit whilst placing his hand on hers, again he felt the spark between them he looked at her face to see if she felt it to. But to his much disappointment there was nothing there, she quickly pulled her hand away still smiling, 'the designer is waiting so can you please hurry up' saying so she started to walk away, not being able to bear her indifference anymore he pulled her by the wrist into him, with her back facing him and felt the sudden calmness to all his anxiety bringinto tears to his eyes, bringing his face close to hers he wishpered in her ear, 'how are you doing this?' The question on his Mind for the past couple of weeks, it had to be answered he needed to know, it didn't make any sense but he just needed to know.
Not being to comprehend his sudden question, anika was take by a huge surprise as in how their sudden contact had felt so good because only she knew how she had spent these past two weeks staying away from him. After his engagement announcement, she felt herself broken the pain of having all her dreams shattered was immense and she was continuously fighting her feelings for him, but she had decided she wasn't going to let him mess with her feelings anymore, she won't allow to get close when it suited him and then humiliate her at his own accord. The night of his engagement, when she went home she cried herself to sleep, in fact she had been doing that for the past two weeks. But every morning she would pick herself up again vow to stay calm until she got home and then prepare herself for walking over the coals again, it's was like walking over hot coals for her knowing that she is planning HIS wedding with someone else. Every evening she would wait till she got home to cry her pain out of her system, she wasn't sure how long this would go on for but she was looking forward to the wedding now, then her job would be over and she could start over, in the meantime though she didn't want to alone with him. So she always made sure they only interacted with someone else around but today everyone had gone to the temple for a puja but she had asked tia to come over for her fitting too so she wasn't alone with him but unfortunately the designer had come early so she had no choice but to bring over the outfit herself.
And her fears were coming true the one occasion where they were alone and he had already started to misuse it, I can't fall weak now she thought, "how am I doing what? What have I done now?? She kept her voice as cool as possible but she was sure her nervousness was obvious, her fears, fear of giving, she couldn't let her give in, not again. Shivay watched her gasp at his touch and her breathing increase when he pulled her close but she seemed all but confidently oblivious to his question. He let go of her wrist and placed his arm around her stomach causing her to flinch a little but she was quick to steady herself, he kept his mouth close to her ear and whispered again, "how are to alright about my wedding with tia? Does it not matter to you? Anika didn't want to think anything about that right now, she couldn't allow her feelings to surface until she got home, so she had to move away from him. She gently moved his hand away, got out of their back hug and then turned to face him, " who would I be to have a problem with you marrying tia, infact I think she is perfect for you, she's good looking, rich, high society girl who has the Nama khoon and khandaan and marrying her would profit your business too so she is your best match". She felt her heart break mentioning each of Tia's qualities and so did he, he felt each jab with her words at his heart too, his brain acknowledging the logic but again his heart failing to agree. "And of course this wedding matters to me, I've worked really hard to organise everything and will be happy to have pulled off one of the biggest weddings in India, it will be great for my reputation too".
Her constant reluctance was even more frustrating for shivay, he knew her words were understandable considered their past interactions and the way he had dealt with them. His brain again defending his age old beliefs whilst his heart not willing to give up, " you know what I mean..." he started but she was quick to interrupt " now please the designer is waiting so can u hurry up please" just then her phone rung and she left the room answering the call, shivay was also about to follow but his phone rang too, it was tia, tia was ringing to say she can't make it to the final fitting because she was busy with her, manicure, pedicure and massage appointments, so wanted anika to try on her dress. "Will you please ask anika to try on my dress shivay baby, we are the same size so it'll be fine, thank you, I'll see you, can't believe we are getting married tomorrow" shivay quickly ended the call and went to look for anika. He knew she would be in her work room but as he reached the door he saw her talking on her phone, with a wide smile and a twinkle in her eye just like always it fuelled his anger more, how can she be so happy? When I am practically suffocating as the wedding is approaching. But in the amidst of all the anger, he felt the joy of seeing her happy and for the first time in weeks it bought a smile to his face, he admired her spirit, her beauty, her strength to carry on as normal because if she was feeling anything like he was then it wasn't easy infact it the hardest thing he ever had experienced, something he wasn't able to do.
He stood there admiring her for a while before realising that these few stolen moments were all he had because that's all the liberty he had given himself, to look from afar and after tomorrow he won't even have that. Coming out of his trance he heard conversation, '...yes, yes after tomorrow I'm free and all yours, then we can go for dinner whenever you want...ok I'll see you soon...bye Rohit' what she was talking to some guy? That was it he barged in, not being able to help his jealousy, it wasn't anything like he had experienced with anyone else before but then again there was a lot that he had only experienced after meeting anika. Walking up to her, with all the rage in him quite evident, clearing his throat to get her attention, 'so...' 'So?' 'Who was it? 'Who?' 'on the phone who was it?' 'Oh that it was Rohit' 'who's Rohit?' 'He lives in my colony' ' alright and ...' ' and what?' ' your going with him to dinner?' ' oh yes I help him some work a while ago and he wanted to treat me but then I joined here and didn't have time so I was saying to him that after tomorrow my work will be complete so we can go then' what does Rohit do?' 'Erm... Why are you so interested in him... Don't u think you should be thinking, why you're fianc hasn't turned up yet for her fitting?' 'Eh...what? 'Tia!?' 'Yeah...Tia yeah that's why I came here...she rung and said to ask you to try on the dress' ' what? How can I try on her bridal dress? Are you sure that's what she said?' 'Yeah that's what she said, she doesn't have a problem with it infact that what she wants' 'and will you be ok with it?' Shivay was lost for words to reply, what could he say that he was grateful of Tia for the suggestion, that he was dying to see her in the bridal dress meant to be for his bride, he was sure she would look more amazing than he has ever imagined and he has imagined this moment a lot recently. But then what if he couldn't resist anymore, what if seeing all he wants and knowing that he won't be able have it would gets too much and he'd loose all control ahh the dilemma he thought, but just to see that sight of anika in the bridal dress would be worth it but would it be enough. He knew that this was going to get a lot harder, but he could say was'why would I mind' before leaving the room.
Shivay hurried back to his room, changed into his outfit and rushed downstairs, he didn't remember being so eager for anything before as eager he was to see anika in that dress. He was stood at bottom of the stairs, with his back to the staircase when he felt her there, she was there, he knew that but he was scared to look back as this was his most desired moment, his heart racing at the thought of viewing the picture of perfection. He didn't know how he would handle his desires once his most desired thing would be infront of him, closing his eyes to clam his breathing, knowing that his breath is soon to be taken away as he felt her coming down the stairs, but he wanted to see the sight anika walking down the stairs in all it's glory, so with a deep breath he turned...
Too be continued on page 2
INDEX
PART1: page1
PART2: page2
PART3: page4
PART4:page7
PART5:page8
PART6:page10
PART7: page12
PART8: page13
PART9: page15
PART10: page16
Part11: page18
Part12: page20
Edited by Fatimapervez - 6 years ago