trigger warning: rape, i mean it might be difficult for men but as long as it isn't active or expressive consent, they shouldn't advance because then it's rape. cant wait to use happy pictures of Aryan and and and im sure you all gonna be so soft for him eventually but he is evil and i hate politicians like him, they be ruining the country just for themselves so keep hating that part of him💞
17. Dilemma
Naina tere kajrare hain
Naino pe hum dil haare hain
Anjane he tere naino ne
Waade kiye kai saare hain
Wrong. It felt nothing but wrong yet Aryan did not seem to have a way to hold onto it, a way to make it right for himself, a way to make it likeable for himself.
It was only difficult because he had not known this feeling for long, the feeling of losing control over himself, the feeling of not knowing what he has been truly wanting, the feeling of not being able to rule his life the way he prefers, the feeling of not feeling enough on his own.
It was rare, all of these feelings and rare because Aryan had kept himself afar from them always. He had been able to not care, & it was so easy but no more.
He was bothered now and for all wrong reasons. He was failing and he could not help but hate himself and the woman who was making him fail. A woman who was every thing that he hated women for, a woman who was doing everything he hated women for.
Aryan was sorted. Aryan thought straight, he had clear thoughts and judgments about everything, he had a plan and a goal in life and he was meticulously organized and committed towards it, he always knew what is right for him and what not yet all of his knowledge and understanding of himself fell short everytime it was about her, about Kaya. She made Aryan feel what he had never felt before.
It was entirely different from what he had ever known about himself and Aryan was not sure if he was ready for the transformations she was bringing in him, into his life.
Kaya was the woman Aryan did not want to invite in his life, ever, the kind of a woman who would make him think about her first in the morning, the kind of a woman whose smile would make his heart stir and feel, the kind of a woman whose pretty eyes would keep him awake at all nights, the kind of a woman whose words would affect him more than he would like them to, the kind of woman who would make him want her more than any thing else. Aryan did not want to attach himself with a woman like this, not even the slightest, yet she was all over his mind, all over his heart.
Aryan heaved, pressing the send button on his phone. He wanted to throw his mobile away, he wanted to punch someone's fucking life out of them, he wanted to thurst himself into some vagina until he stopped feeling himself again. He wanted to ruin the world because it didn't seem right to him at all. At all.
He looked away at the mountains for a second, breathing, before he pointed out the gun at the guy who was right in front of him. "So you wouldn't delete??" Aryan inquired, his voice so plain as if he was not burning in wrath from inside.
"Hmm?? You wouldn't??" Aryan noticed the man's face turn pale so he pressed it more against him.
"Hn? So you gonna sell this to the opposition and give them a proof of me quarreling with Raghav??" Aryan questioned the guy and he gulped. "For how much???" Aryan insisted. "I'm sure, must be enough for a lifetime of your family after your death han??"
"Fucking speak or I'll just pull the trigger." Aryan screamed, loading the gun, making Mustafa turn up to him and observe his face as he talked to someone over his phone.
