"Lawfully Wedded, Hated & Loved "

"Ruining World, Ruining Me"

"ABHIMAAN'S POV"

You're bad. You're worst. You're just dark.

Her words rang in my ears constantly.

"Arrghhh" I screamed as I punched the punching bag again which force.

Since last two hours, I was in gym punching the shit out of the bag because I can't let my anger come out on people.

It's fatal.

I again saw mom in tears, she was going to repeat every single moment which happened an year ago. And I couldn't afford that. I fucking couldn't afford my mom going through another heart attack.

And the problem was the questions arising in Vrinda's mind.

I can't answer them. I'm bounded. I can't tell her anything. Neither I want to tell her anything because she'll be leaving after some months.

"Bhai, bhai lis.. " The faint voice deepened as I saw Aditya coming and looking at me shocked.

"What have you done" He whispered looking around the mess I created.

I took long strides towards him and glared him.

"Didn't I tell you, didn't I ask you for one thing. That mom shouldn't talk about it again." I screamed

"What " He asked

"Mom was about to speak of the incident to Vrinda. And we both know what happens when she goes back into it" I raged

"That's all because of Vrinda. She can't sit quietly for even five more months." I added angrily

"Bhai stop it. " Aadi said

"Bhabhi just need answers. She asked a simple question to me too that how.. What happened to dad. You didn't even find it necessary to tell her that. You didn't even tell her that you..." He was saying when I stopped him.

"I don't find it necessary to tell her" I scowled

"Yes the woman who didn't let me wake you up yesterday night even though her shoulder was aching because you were sleeping peacefully doesn't deserve to know right" He spoke and I looked at him this time.

Today when I woke up, we were on the couch, her head buried in my neck and arm wrapped around me.

So, it wasn't her, it was me who slept.

"She cares for you bhai. Stop pushing her away. For God's sake, stop pushing away someone who's close to you." He sighed and I kept my hand on his shoulder.

"She's going to leave us after five months Aadi. Stop getting attached to her so much that it'll hurt you and mom both when she leaves" I said

"And why are you so sure that she'll leave. What if she stays" He asked

"She won't. So better neither mom nor you get attached to her" I again repeated when he sighed turning to leave but stopped at the door and turned back looking at me.

"And bhai what about you? Getting attached to her. What will you do then? Will you be able to let her go" He dropped the question and I was stunned.

He's saying anything. I won't get attached to her. Never. I know the consequences of it hence I won't. I can control it all. I know how to. And I'll do it after her too.

But as I said that, her face, her tears again came infront of my eyes.

Shit!! Damn it!! Stop it Abhimaan. Stop thinking about her so much.

As I went back to my room, I saw her picking some clothes out of the bag. They were my hoodies.

"What are you doing " I asked and she stilled for a second but then without even looking at me she continued her work.