CHAPTER 4:- HURT

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They join an event management company, where both have planned to make enough bank balance to build a company of their own in future. They are way too happy and satisfied by immensely enjoying their work and love life .. they are working together due to which everyone knows both are in a relationship however sidharth disliked one of their colleague's, abhijeet khanna spending time with shehnaaz. 

He is possessive and protective towards his own people doesn't like abhijeet roaming around his love shehnaaz. It irks him, drives him insane, she's naive very innocent to understand his intension therefore wish to protect his babe sternly demanded her to ignore him. 

One fine day, sidharth is busy in a meeting with his boss and it extends little due to which half time of lunch skipped. He completes meeting and quickly proceeded towards canteen to look for shehnaaz, who must be hungry, but what he saw enraged him, found her and abhijeet having lunch, they're too busy enjoying while sidharth is disheartened. 

He is hurt cause they never had any meal without other exception if they're living in two different cities which happened once or twice. He feel cheated betrayed and disappointed. He couldn't handle their closeness, gritting his teeth, clenching jaws and boiling in rage proceeded towards their table, he aggressively banged and held his collar "how dare you ?" yelled. 

His body trembling and dark orbs reflecting extreme temper and rage every body assembles, abhijeet didn't dare to speak while shehnaaz panicked, he doesn't care about anyone, his blood is boiling and eyes are burning "don't you know she is my girlfriend, saale tere himmat kaise huwe meri bande ke paas baithne ki ?" before sidharth blows a punch, she jumps in between as well as held his hand, gaining attention. 

"Kya kar raha hai, chal mere saath !" she demanded, holding his hand.

"Haath chod, deemag mat sada" furiously, asked her to remove didn't gave into his demand instead dragged him outside. 

"Tera deemag kharab hogaya hai, sabke saamne khud ka aur mera tamasha kyun bana raha hai ?" yelled, looking around to make sure no one is around. 

"Main tamasha bana raha hoon ?" he sarcastically, cross questioned. 

"Tu bana raha hai, bina baat ke us par chad gaya ... sabke samne scene create kardiya" she complaint. 

"Yeah right, sahi hai matlab galati tune kare aur scene maine create kiya wah shehnaaz sahi hai ek kaam kar tu yahan kyun khade hai, andar jakar apne us abhijeet ko sambhal mere saath khade hone se tujhe beizzati feel hoge main sirf tamasha banata hoon, bilkul sahi kahan tune" he yelled.

"Bakwaas mat kar ... maine kab kaha beizzati mehsoos hote hai ... apne soch gande baatein mere muh mein mat daal" she replied.

"Tujhe mere upar bharosa nahi hai kya ?" she furrowed eyes brows. 

"Tu jaante hai bharosa ki baat nahi hai" he cleared. 

"Phir kyun possessive horaha hai ?" she asked, in confusion. 

"Mera deemag sadta hai jab tujhse koi meethe meethe baatein karte hai kyun ke tu unke baataun mein ajate hai" she twisted lips. 

"Main tujhe bewaqoof dekhte hoon" sounds offended.

"Tu bewaqoof hai !" she rolled eyes. 

"Tu hadh se zayada possessive hai, control kar bohut over horaha hai, duniya ke samne acha nahin lagta sab andar kya soch rahe honge, ke sidharth pyaar toh karta hai shehnaaz se lekin bharosa bilkul nahi karta" she elaborated.

"You know what, just fuck off !" he scoffed. 

"Sidharthhh" her voice expresses, disappointment. 

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