Together Forever

[16] TF

Days in the Shergill mansion were- not so satisfactory.

Rakshit and Romi were generally busy in their works nowadays while the sisters were free with a few photoshoots now and then. The film that Drishti was supposed to get was given to Divya since the director was a friend of Romi's best friend.

Drishti was devasted because due to that film she had already rejected three films. Crying in her room when dadi was away she fell asleep in the middle of the cries. Rakshit who had gone to Bali for a deal had just returned and upon entering the room he asked the caretakers if Drishti was home.

Two days- seventy six texts and twenty five calls. She was crazy.

On knowing that she was home he entered the room with a chocolate ice cream tub in his hands expecting to be welcomed by a screaming Drishti who would run into his arms since she missed him.

But when he entered nothing went as expected. His moved his eyes around them room to locate but couldn't.

"That's weird" he said and kept the ice cream on the table.

Rakshit's pov:

Wasn't she supposed to welcome me or something like that?

Countless I miss you and come back soon texts but on coming what did I get? Nothing.

I sighed to myself thinking she must be on work and went to the washroom to chanhge into simple clothing.

Upon coming back I decided laying on the best for some time but the moment my eyes fell on that disgusting thing- I though to change my decision.

"These bloody curtains!" I murmured and opened them a bit to 'enter' my own bed.

Nice

"I swear I'll throw them away right now" Murmuring things about the curtians I put my knee on the bed while looking at the top of the curtains which were stuck. "Stupid curtains just like their dumb master!"

I sighed and because they weren't moving I put my hands on the bed and climbed it, not breaking my eye contact with the curtians.

As my hand touched something soft, I looked on the bed and found Drishti sleeping peaceful holding the pillow close to her chest.

Ah ha! There you are. I was wrong when I told you these curtains are useless! They are more than just useless.

"Hey Mrs. Shergill" I whispered near her ears but she didn't reply.

Sleepy much.

"No attention? If I was the one sleeping you would have jumped on me and made every attempt to wake me up. Should I do it too?" I just laid beside her and put a hand on her waist as she slept.

Some days ago when I was mad at her for showing me a stupid story about her and that- whatever his name was, I had started holding her while sleeping.

The writer had the nerves to write that about them. When I checked more stories, on the way back, some new ones potrayed me as the villain.

The freaking villian in their love story.

In two I was the husband who was violent towards her, in another I died and she married that person, in a third one I freakin tried killing her because she couldn't be mine.

Could you believe that?

Even if I skipped every mature part in those stories my mood was beyond spoiled. She was MY wife, not his.

"This stupid pillow!" Since that reading time I got frustrated at the tiniest of the things like not being hugged like she used to when I came home after a few hours, no texts or calls in the last twenty five minutes, the sleeping she, these curtains and now this pillow between us.

Snatching the pillow from her thus waking her up I tried throwing it out of the bed but the curtains defended it.

"Ahhh! I hate this entire room!" I yelled while kicking the pillow out but unable to do so.

"You came!" Now there was that kissing scream of joy and that hug. Drishti got all over me and hugged me tightly as I rolled us over till we were in the middle of the bed and I was on top of her.

"Yup, had to come. Your texts and messages were too much" I sighed.

"Oh my god I missed up" taking my face in her hands she started kissing all over it making me laugh at her reaction of me coming backa fetr two days.

"Its been just two days"

"But it feels like a lifetime!" She smiled before kissing my nose and wrapping her hands around my neck. "You missed me?"

"You let me miss you" raising my eyebrows at her I reminded her of the calls and messages she sent me. She bit her tongue and said an 'oops' before pulling me closer. "Dont! I will crush you"

"Sugar crush me!" She exclaimed and pulled me over. Losing the balance I feel on her but she didn't seem to care.

Strong woman

"You're not that heavy" she said.

"Yes but still" Standing from that position I sat back properly and watched her getting up to sit in front of me.

Taking my hands in hers she placed them on her thighs and rubbed the top of my hands with her thumbs. The continuous smile of her after two days actually made me feel like its been a lifetime.

I mean- she wasn't that bad.

"Why didn't you call me?" Because I received your calls an hour after the other so I didn't feel the need of calling me.

"Because I knew you'd eat ky brain telling me useless things" Rude

"Rude!" I smiled "anyways" shrugging her shoulders she stood on her knees and fell in my arms as I held her at the place. Keeping her forehead on mine she asked "How were your days?"

"The best days of my life after you came" supressing the laugh I looked at her frowing face as she attempted to go away. "Ok wait, I shouldn't have said that"

Pulling her back to her place I kept my hands on her waist while she kept hers on my shoudlers. Like this I told her about my days there and she just said one thing "Boring!"

Yeah I had gone for partying and not for business deals.

"I hate you" she whispered.

"Oh really" pulling her into my lap I caught her hands as she played with her fingers. Observing her fingers which turned into something so interesting I heard every complaint of hers as she started talking.

"You didn't reply when I aksed you which picture should I post. You didn't miss me" keeping her hands in her lap she turned her face away from me and slapped my hand holding her fingers.

"Oh so you are mad at me?" Holding her fingers again I rubbed her arm with the other hand and placed my chin on her shoulder.

"Keep your hands off me!" A second slap on my poor hands.

"Rude!" I whispered in her ears.

"Hey! Find your original dialogues, you copycat!" She yelled before turning to me and attacking me with a pillow.

I hate the pillows too.