Chap 17- Fear
She had forgetten her phone back in the room. By now her battery must be dead too. She removed his hands from her throat. "Enough!" She said angrily. He sat back huffing like a small child , "I love you se nafrat hai! My brother died because he never heard those words from you!! I love you my foot.. ye saare lovers ko jala dena chaye" He said fisting his hand and punched on dashboard.
"Dance!" He said all of sudden. Imlie replied "You dance with me!" She blurted, she want to give it back to him kindly and lovingly which actually shocked him. Imlie saw him look at her as if she was an alien.
"You want to torture then torture me while dancing with me. See i would hate you as dance partner , so you should be happy and dance with me so i can hate you more. And you can trip me and what not.. oops am giving you ideas" She winked innocently, she got him where she wanted him. He looked at her with wide eyes not expecting this kind of reaction.
She opened the door, "Play bheegi bheegi raatoin mein" she winked acting a little slut**. He was still rooted in his seat, shocked. He wanted to see fear, but she is actually ready to dance.
"PLAY!!" waving her hands and snapping him out of his thoughts. "How the fuc* you going to hear the song in this rain? " he asked ridiculously.
"True but still play! And come out " she tried again but he didnt budge so she got back in all wet.
She snatched his phone, it was already unlocked so she went into song app and played the song using bluetooth connected to car.
"Bheegi bheegi raatoin mein" she sang lost in the lyrics she got out and danced. Then she turned and went to Aryan's driver side opening the door grabbing his hand and pulling him out.
"Are you crazy?" He yelled at her.
"No you are !" She yelled back. And took his hand trying to dance with him. He grabbed her jaw, "You think this is funny? You think by doing this you will get to me? Huh?" He asked
"But i already got you! Look at your face, the fear i had , i see in yours. Fear of not seeing me in fear" she said angrily.
"Naachne ko bola so am dancing ! " and she kept dancing while he stood there and finally pushed her making her fall to the ground.
"Idiot!" He called her and got back in car. He left her there on road. Imlie was losing her mind, she was going crazy like he was. She got up sighing, what has her life become? She doesnt even know it anymore. She walked a little , when he came back. But this time , it was Aryan.
"I knew something was up, i suddenly felt change . I wanted to retrace so i just took uturn from where he was coming from" he said in one breath as he jumped out of car and hugged her.
"Sit" he took and made her sit inside.
"What happened? Did you get it? What triggered him?" He asked impatiently. She nodded "If i say it, he will come back. But in hindi its mein tumhe pyar karti hoon" she said nervously. Not knowing was I love you in any language will trigger him? But he frowned and then he realization hit him.
"Damn!!!Really? " Imlie didnt reply. After sometime, "Did he hurt you?" He asked
"No but i did scare him off today, i kinda fought him. I know how to get on his nerves now" she chuckled.
"Its dangerous, look we have appointment in a week. You still can leave me ok? This is not curable, we wont always have control. Those three words is universal language. Meds can help but hey let me deal with it. I dont want you to get hurt" he said sadly. He didnt want to admit, he was starting to fall for her, but it felt wrong. She was a kind woman, and she deserves better after what she been through.
Imlie scowled at him in response, "Ok then i will leave tomorrow" she said angrily. Aryan wanted her to stay back, he was little hurt but he is one insisted.
"Since this is our last night together , can i take you somewhere?" He asked
"Chalo" she shrugged.
