Shameless, Only For Him

Sixteen

-Our Protagonist is the antagonist-

-You are supposed to hate her-

Dhana Lakshmi

I'd been writing this mantra for a whole night. When Mother called to have dinner, I quietly went and had it, pretending to be normal. I don't want them to know about my condition and what I was doing. They would, like other people, have me undergo medical treatment.

Thus I was careful around them.

In the morning, Mom again called me and said they both were going to attend a marriage. I was writing when she disclosed that. Without opening the door, I replied an 'okay'. Then she ordered me to have the food she had prepared and left.

As soon as I heard the main door being shut, my eyes started spilling tears. The sleep that I failed to have the past night weighed down on me along with the pain in my soul, urging me to wail. Yet I didn't halt writing...

At present, my cries have died down and I feel hungry. I need some energy to continue writing. Hence I closed the book and refreshed.

Decking on a white t-shirt and black track pants, I left the room and was confused when I witnessed my sister on the dining chair. Her head was leaned on the table and was concealed behind her hands...

Did I scare her so much? She must be concerned about me.

"Akka, It's okay, I'm alright," I pat her head and she slowly lifts her dull eyes to meet mine. "You should move on, Dhana. You won't have Puvi," her words caused my attitude to shift.

Retracting my hands off her head, I quirk an eyebrow at her. "How are you so sure?" She stands up from the chair and she looks into my eyes determinedly.

"Because this time, I am not going to sacrifice," what? I dubiously gaze at her.

"The girl Puvi is in love with is me," she points to herself and I feel resentment and despair rising from the pit of my stomach.

"We've been in love with each other for more than five years, Dhana," My mind began working rapidly to formulate a plan. I'm still shocked at the revelation but I've to do something to separate her from him.

I could manipulate her emotionally.

She will surely fall for it.

I know her.

"Akka!!" I begin crying while closing my mouth and as expected, her face becomes softened. "I cannot take this Akka! He's in love with my own sister?" I ask myself and plummet on the floor while wailing.

"Dhana..." She squats next to me and tries to console me. "Dhana ma, I know this will be hard for you but you've to accept the truth and move on," Not in this life. She has the audacity to dictate what I should do after taking away my Puvi from me!?

I was burning in fury inside but I caught myself together and proceeded to cry.

"Akka, please! Please give him to me. I can't live without him Akka!" She watches my face in a dilemma.

She's easy to melt.

"No Dhana. Puvi is not an object that I could give to you If you wish it to be yours. He's a human with feelings. Understand Dhana, he doesn't love you. He's in love with me and you should stop doing all these crazy things to get him," I cry profusely at her words, impelling her to cup my cheeks and rub away the tears.

"He might not be in love with me now. But If you break up with him, he'll give me a chance Akka. My life is in your hands, please go away from him, please," her eyes expand slightly and surprise fills her countenance.

If I try more harder, she will definitely give up.

"Akka, please please, I cannot live without him! And this will be the last time I'll ask you to sacrifice. Just give him to me Akka, please," she moves back while shaking her head.

"I could never do that, Dhana. You have to learn to sacrifice. I've given everything you've asked for and this time, you should be the one to sacrifice," I wanted to glare at her but I rather put on a facade of crying.

"So that's your decision!?" She nods her head and I swiftly raise and walk to the kitchen counter.

I grab the knife in my hand and observe as my sister becomes panicked. She runs in my direction but I speak up, "One more step and I would slit my wrist," she withers at my utterances.

Yes, wither until you've no option but to comply with me!

"Dhana, you're acting stupidly!" While feigning innocence and tears, I give an emotional look to her. "I wasn't kidding Akka. Without Puvi, I'm nothing! I would rather die than watch you both live together," as I bring the knife close to my wrist, my sister shuts her face with her hands and cries into it.

I smirk internally at her condition. I'm glad that the girl he's in love with is my sister. If not, it would have been hard to divide them. I mean, If it's a random girl, she wouldn't budge on my self-destruction threats. She would happily watch as I kill myself.

But this is my dear sister with a heart as tender as the rainy clouds.

"Why are you torturing me like this?" Well, who asked you to love my Puvi who belongs to me!?

"Please Akka...I could fall to your feet If you want me to. Just give my Puvi to me...please..." I press the knife to my wrist tighter.

"Dhana!" She calls out, seeming terrified at my action.

"You might rescue me now, but I'll eventually die Akka. Even If you admit me in an asylum, my death is inevitable. If you would like me to live, then you've to sacrifice," she gulps as she peeks at me, worriedly.

I sink the knife deeper into my skin and blood oozes out. I was cautious not to harm my nerves.

"Dhana! Fine! Just stop hurting yourself!" She shouts as soon as she sees the blood.

"Will you let me live with my Puvi?" With tears falling from her eyes, she merely nods.

Aw, how sweet.

I wanted to smile but I retained the act of committing the unthinkable.

"I've one more condition. You should never say whatever that has transpired between us to Puvi or our parents," she numbly gawked at me.

That's going to be okay. Her love is only for five years.

Mine is lengthier.

She ought to sacrifice as she did.

"Promise me. You shouldn't go back on your words. If you did, then..." I again positioned the knife on my skin and caused more bleeding.

Akka becomes frightened at the scene. So fragile, I'm glad she's. If not, it would've been difficult to make her thaw.

Unlike me who wouldn't give a fuck about breaking the promise, my sister is a righteous one who would keep her word till the end of her life.

That's her character, kind of stupid, and I'm taking advantage of it.

"Akka," I drop the knife and forward my hands to hers.

The moment her palm falls on mine, the feeling of triumph overtakes me.

See, God is on my side.

The mantras did work.

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I'm thinking of changing the story's title and genre..there will be many 18+ scenes but this story is definitely not an erotica at this point.

Btw, How about the title 'The Villainess's Love'?

And guys, Kaarmugil will find someone else who will love her dearly in Bangalore. Don't worry😊