Made In Hell 2.0

Chapter 3

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Happy reading folks.... Uneditted part this is.... Just completed writing it....

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Point of view: Bela's pov....

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We were having our moments when he came forward to kiss me after our misunderstandings were resolved. Because obviously I never wanted to get married before Mahir entered my life. It was dad who wanted me to get married and fixed my match with vikrant. But the heart wants what it wants isn't it? Mahir came to my life when I wasn't prepared for him. Like a storm. But stayed in my life like I definitely wanted him to be.

I started loving him. He started loving me. With these thoughts clouding my mind I realised that his lips are now hovering upon my lips caressing and kissing them softly. But something surprising happened.

I wasn't kissing him back.

He gasped too for a second with his eyes closed may be realising that I am not kissing him back.

Not like I didn't want to. But because I was scared. Scared of what it will feel like leaving those lips. Leaving that touch. Leaving him.

Because that is it. Our love let us leave each other but his guilt won't let us stay together. His guilt of marrying me forcefully.

The thing which is just fucking up with my mind is, that he is not understanding that it is the past. It is just the past which won't matter now. His guilt, again and again comes in our lives only to ruin things. Whether it might be our divorce agreement, whether it might be this Vikrant's misunderstanding, or anything else. It will come again and again. This fucking GUILT.

Mahir backed off only to looked shocked. I didn't kiss him back.

"Bela I am sorry. I know I fucked up. A bigger time. I apologise Bela.", He said with tearful eyes and while coming forward to encircle me in his arms, when I just put my hand on his chest only to push him back lightly, wiping tears off my face.

I know I might be overreacting. But trust me, that feeling of being left alone, by someone who means the world to you, that is enought to eat you up from inside. Mahir. Why did you make me feel that hollow? Why did you love me wild only to leave me at end? Why did you become world only to shatter it?

Enough! I can't take this pain anymore. I can't let him come close to me again only to hurt me again when I am not the problem but his guilt is. And his guilt will be.

Okay Bela.

Guards up.
Walls up.
Shield up.

I walked away from him and left the bedroom only to come in living room. I walked towards the main door with tears in my eyes. As soon as I held the knob of the door to exit, my hand was held by Mahir from behind and I was yanked back in a way that my back collided with his chest. We stayed still for a moment. I felt something warm running down neck now.

Tears. His tears.

"Bela. Don't go. Don't leave me please. Stay.", He said in between his sobs.

But no. I have to leave him now. For a better future. Where he will be with me, rightfully. Not because of some guilt. But because he has all the rights. He has to win me this time. He has to win my heart. Not to make me his. Because I am already his. But to make himself believe that I am his.