He grabbed her by her arms and pushed her against the wall.
"Kyun kar rahi hai aisa!?! Kya chahti hai tu?? Marr jau main? Tab sukoon milega tujhe??"
She held his shirt collar, pulling him closer to her.
"Tu kya kar raha hai??? Tujhe kya lagta hai? Mera haq tu yun hi cheen lega?? Main aisa hone nahi dungi!" She screamed at him, shaking him violently.
He chuckled darkly and wrenched her fingers away from his shirt.
"Kaunsa haq? Jo kabhi tujhe chahye hi nahi? Mujhpar ye haq jatana bandh kar de. Bas kar ab bohut hua. Chod de yeh sab bewakoofi." He turned to walk away when she spoke in a choked voice.
"Nahi chod sakti tujhe. Tujhse dur rehne se pehle maut manzoor hai mujhe."
He pulled her into his arms as she broke down sobbing, burrowing her face into his chest. He took in a deep breath, helplessly rubbing her back and steeling himself to break their hearts.
"Ab bohot der ho chuki hai."
She froze at his words and she felt a fresh gush of tears roll down her cheeks. She looked into his eyes, silently begging him to make things alright. She could see his resolve breaking with every passing second. Heart beating in a frenzy, she leaned in closer and hearing his breath hitch, she shut her eyes.
..........to be continued
This was a result of my rather gloomy and agitated mood. I thought maybe someone might enjoy the product of my misery.
Apologies for the errors and I hope you enjoy this.
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