Fanática (addicted) ✔️

Mingle

Ansuya's pov

I looked at him, and found the same intensity which was back when I first saw him, he looked passionate to me after so long.

his eyes were holding so much that I was not able to decypher that anyhow.

after the engagement when I saw him going out, the urge to see him alone forced me to excuse myself and follow him, and there I found him smoking a joint. since when did he start taking weed.

breaking the ice I asked "can you share?", he turned and looked at me, his emotions were not regular ones, they were more like chill and he was lost in his own world. but observing keenly I felt an unknown wave of creepiness like he was exploring me just with his eyes. more like undressing.

he pulled me from my wrist then his hands started to roam on my body, he was twisting my wrist and enjoying my pain, I guess because his groans and moans were clearly showing how satisfied he was.

he was biting his lips looking deep at my lips, and gods know what happened, he took me by surprise, his pulpy ones were on mine, but harsh, he was chewing on them as his life depends upon them, I wanted to participate, but the pain was more than the pleasure.

my teary eyes were not sufficient and he was doing it more just to put me on the edge, "Tyag, you are hurting me..." but non went to his ears, His hands were not helping, pulling me more into him, painfully, pinching me, kissing me rough and rouge. my banging on his chest was not helping, my yelpings were not helping. tbh nothing seems to work.

what happened to him, why, and all of a sudden I was pushed on the ground by the very man who was ravishing me for his own sick pleasure.

he looked confused, the taste of weed was present in my mouth and in his eyes too, the realization hit him hard and he left like I was a mistake, but was I?

but just when I turned around and started to walk back, I saw very hurtful Janki, standing just a few feet from me and I guess she saw everything.

I was about to say something but she stopped me by her hand and left without uttering a single word.

shit, what have I done?

following her and entering the banquet, I see everyone was enjoying the party but Tyag and Janki were nowhere to be found.

I went back to my place standing with my mother and Jatin along with his sister and people were coming to greet us.

"are you ok?" Jatin asked

"yeah," I said with a low pitch, I clearly was not.

he nodded and greeted other relatives, after, like half an hour, I saw very furious Tyag coming out of the hallway, he was looking angry and he was looking here and there, and when his eyes met mine, he stopped just where he was standing.

I can sense the hatred coming out from his side and I know what just happened, between him and his fiance.

did she broke their engagement or anything worst, I was not able to break the eye contact, and then I saw Janki coming out from the same direction.

but what surprised me more was, she intertwined her hand with his and put her head on his shoulder, looking at me, she gave me and Jatin a smile, but I know that it was more like the victory smirk.

she knew she had him, dancing on her fingers and she knows how much I wanted to dance on his fingers. fcuk me!

I hate everything that happened and now happening.

days wents with the other ceremonies, like Haldi, sangeet, and mehndi.

they both were there and enjoying as nothing happened, why am I only the one burning from inside.

Jatin was a sweetheart, he was there talking to me and making these programs easy for me, more like comforting me.

In the evening when Jatin and Janki along with my Tyag were talking at the bar enjoying their drinks I had an urge to clear all the things with him,I wanted to move on and I wanted to see him happy, but for that, I had to have a conversation with him.

I walk to them and greeted by a kiss on my cheek by Jatin, sweetheart you know.

"what will you have, baby?" he asked I looked at him and others "just a martini"

waiting and long waiting, having my drink like touching the glass at the edge and there I found my chance, he excused himself and left for the washroom.

I wanted to talk to him as well and I somehow excused myself from the flock and when I was about to leave I heard Janki stopping me asking me to join.

shit not now, "Hey, can I talk to you?" she asked

I know what was coming, "yeah!"

we went to the other side of the bar completely ignoring drunk Jatin and sat on the sofa.

"so,..." before she could start I stopped her in the middle "I am sorry for the other day." looking at my lap.

"Ohh, it's fine, I had a talk with Tyag and I guess, everyone has their dark past," she said

'DARK PAST' get a grip girl.

I looked at her confused and she continued "I know, what happened between you two... years ago!, and I have seen how broken he was like shattered into pieces... you have no idea, what you have done to him Ansuya." I was dumbfounded,

he told her, my fcuked up decision, I took back and how selfies he made me sound, for fcuk sake I was young, experience less and forced by my parents.

yes, I never said and blamed but they forced me to do all that, after seeing me in that condition, the day Tyag came to see me. my father was furious, he loves me so much, that after seeing me hurt he took it on every point to destroy Tyag and his family.

"let bygones be bygones and now that he got his closure, I guess things will be fine soon," she said

"closure?" I asked

"YOU, I mean, I know whatever happened between you two, and IT'S OK, he needed that." she continued.

"Are YOU ok with all that..." I asked her in amusement "whatever he did to me, was that ok to YOU?" I asked, he fcuked me, he kissed me, hurt me, like I was his to use and throw.

"Yeah. everything is fine until it's for him." with that she left me with no words.

so he can fcuk me, kiss me if that's good for his development, he can have his ways, so that he can remain happy.

and she was ok with everything.

but little did I know, what Janki said and what I was thinking were two totally opposite things, she was unaware of the facts, what he did recently, and that kiss, he told her something making her believe that he was the victim and not me.