Fixing Broken Hearts (A Darshan Raval Fanfic)

XXVIII. The Nightmare is Back!! (Part 2)

Aisha's POV:

I laid in my bed, hugging Darshan. Around 10 am. He hugged back, kissing my cheek. "GET UP!!!" Masi screeched. I hugged Darshan tighter and we acted as if we were asleep, tangled in each other arms. "Kya kiya tha kal raat ko?" She yelled. "Kaun hai be?" Jyugal asked, walking to our room. I snorted. "Masi. Kya chillate ho, yaar? Hadd hai. Subhe subhe uthke drama," he said, shaking his head. I burst out laughing, covering my mouth. "Bhai, tu great hai," I wheezed, banging the bed. Darshan hugged me, gasping too. Jyugal laughed. "Mera din ban gaya, J," I chuckled and walked to my bathroom, stretching. 

I walked out of the bathroom in my lion onesie (refer image). Darshan chuckled and pulled my cheeks before going to the bathroom. I scrunched my nose and smiled to myself. Masi stared at me. "What?" I asked, folding my arms. "Kuch nahi. Tujhe bigadte hue dekh rahi thi," she taunted before walking off. I shook my head and walked to the kitchen to grab some water. "What up, peeps?" I greeted, high-fiving Tara and sitting on the counter beside her. "Breakast mein kya banana hai?" Niu asked. "Crepes?" I suggested, shrugging. We smiled and got to work. "Wait, Masi log eggs khate hai kya?" Tara asked. "Uh, poochke aati hoon," I said, handing her the pan and walking out. "Yo, Masi. Do you eat eggs?" I called from the kitchen door. "Yes," she answered. "You?" I asked, looking at her husband. "Yeah. Need help?" He replied, smiling creepily. "We got it," I said, walking back in and locking the door. "He is creepy," I mouthed. They nodded, eyes wide. The kitchen window was open. He was staring at us. "Darshan!!" I called. "Haan," Darshan replied, walking to the window. I gestured for him to come inside. He did. "Dekh, if he crosses a limit and I kill him, bail me out," I whispered, handing Tara the chocolate chips and strawberries. "I'll handle it," he whispered back, handing me the butter. I smiled at him and walked to the stove. 

Darshan's POV:

I stared at Masi's husband. He looked at me. I gave him a warning look. The girls brought out breakfast and Aisha slipped into the spot beside me. I pressed my lips to her neck. She grinned and pulled away. Niu handed her the plate with the largest amount of crepes on it and she smiled at her. Aisha started eating without giving a second look to anyone. "Kitna khati ho. Moti ho jaogi," Masi taunted. "Do I look like I care?" Aisha asked. I chuckled and kissed her cheek. She finished eating before everyone and put her plate on her lap. "Mera khale, yaar," Alisha whined, giving Aisha one crepe. Aisha devoured it in no time. "Tum isse shaadi karoge? Yeh ladki moti ho jayegi toh tumhari badnaami ho jayegi," Masi said to me. 

Aisha's POV:

Anger blazed in Darshan's eyes. He grabbed ahold of the armrest, trying to calm down. "Dumpling," I whispered, hugging him from the side. "Aisha," he begged, looking at me. "Okay," I said, letting him go and walking to the kitchen with my plate. I walked out to see Darshan trying not to lash out. I took his hand and took him to my room. "Shh. It's okay, Dumpling. Breathe," I shushed, gesturing for him to breathe in. He took a deep breath and exhaled. "I can't let her keep insulting you, Aqua," he mumbled. "I know, Dumpling. I know. It hurts. But, I can't do anything about it," I replied, wrapping my arms around his neck. "Why not? I don't want you upset. I..." he started until I cut him off by kissing him. He grabbed my waist and I slid my hands into his hair. He hugged me tighter and I cupped his face. He bit my lower lip asking for entrance. I opened my mouth and he slid his tongue in. I moaned as his tongue mapped my mouth. The door opened but we didn't bother and continued kissing. Darshan grabbed my thigh, drawing random shapes. I groaned, wrapping both my legs around his waist. He pushed me onto the bed, kissing me harder. I flopped around, gaining control. Darshan groaned, loudly. "That's enough," Masi ordered. I held up a middle finger and continued kissing Darshan. He pulled away and smiled. "Better?" I asked. "Yeah. Way better," he whispered. I giggled and laid next to him. "Kiss me more. Please," he pouted. I kissed him. Masi shrieked, annoyed. Her husband walked upstairs. Darshan pulled away and kissed my head. I hugged him. "Yeh sab kya tha?" Masi's husband asked. "We were just making out. What's up?" I replied, smirking. Darshan hugged me to his chest. "Aur haan. I don't give a fuck if she gains weight. If it affects her health, yes. If not, no. I love her for who she is at heart. This adorableness is just a bonus," he shrugged. I giggled. "I'd give her a divorce if she grew fat," Masi's husband replied, pointing to Masi. "You're being a jackass," I mocked. "What about your career?" Masi asked Darshan. "Well, it doesn't depend on her weight. It depends on my passion," he replied. "I love you, Darshi," I whispered, kissing his cheek. "Darshi?" He asked, acting disgusted. I burst out laughing. We walked downstairs and sat next to the gang. They were watching 'Agent Carter'. "How'd it go?" Niu asked. "We just made out in front of them," Darshan replied, looking at her. They laughed. We finished 5 episodes and the boys went to the kitchen. 

Much Later... 

I was in my room reading a book. Masi's husband sat next to me, placing a hand on my thigh. I slapped it away. He did it again. I slapped him harder. "Darshan!!!" I yelled, angrily. "Haan," he said, coming in. "Slap him," I said, cocking my head to the side. Masi's husband touched my stomach, pulling me closer, shamelessly. "You're gonna pay for that," he whispered. Darshan grabbed him by the collar and pulled him outside. He shoved him to a wall and punched him, hard. I walked outside. Darshan delivered another 4 punches and I pulled him away. "Nobody, I mean nobody, touches my girlfriend. Get that?" He threatened. "Why not? I mean, she's hot," the jackass replied. I walked up to him and flipped him over my shoulder, violently. "Get out of my house. NOW!!" I commanded, furiously. "What? Our flight is three days later," Masi said. "OUT!! NOW!!" I hollered, tears pouring down my cheeks. I walked to the guest room and shoved everything in their bags, locking them shut, and brought them to the door. I pushed the two of them out and locked the door. I walked to my room and locked the door, letting my tears out. "Aisha," Darshan called, knocking. I opened the door and pulled him in. I walked to my bed and continued crying. "Ishu," Darshan whispered, sitting on my bed and hugging me. "It's not your fault," he muttered, his lips brushing my earlobe. "I know. But, it hurts when the only family I have wants to harass me," I whimpered into his shoulder. "They're not family, then," he murmured. "Then, I'm all alone, D," I muttered, pulling away from the hug. "You have us. Me, Sid, H, J, Niu, Alisha, Tara, Aarav and Riaan," he reassured. He kissed my forehead. I smiled. He pulled me into his lap and I snuggled into his neck. "I love you, Dumpling," I said. "I love you, too, Aqua," he said, kissing my head. I opened the door and the gang piled themselves on me. I smiled at them, hugging everyone back. I kissed them all on the head before we cuddled up in the living room, talking about life. 

My family was irreplaceable.

A/N: How'd you like it???