Mad love - of destined souls

15. warning

Vamsi.

Her eyes are neither on me nor on that Motherfucker who held her wrist. I grabbed her hand in mine she met her averted eyes with mine. I wiped her wrist with wet tissues where that Bastard held her. I firmly held her wrist. She followed me as I walked ahead.

"Maa.. Vikram bhaiyya", she implored as we reached the car but her attention is somewhere else. 

"Sit", I ordered opening the door. She quietly sat inside nonetheless she looks upset.

"Is he your boyfriend", I know he's not because I checked on her background. I asked something I shouldn't when I know the answer. Her eyes became red. which unconsciously made me happy.

"I don't have one", she disclosed.

"Who is that Motherfucker?", I broke the silence. Her eyes on her lap.

"A problem", she mumbled.. "He is my classmate", she responded.

"So that motherfucker always behaved with you like this", I tried to enquire.

"He claims to be in love with me and did behave likes this many times", she calmly said. Her answer made my blood boil and her calmness raged me even more. I know she thinks these things doesn't matter to me but I know. Only I if she understands how I feel. 

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As soon we reached home she ran to maa and Vikram and hugged them. "what if I kill you right here"... "I won't be alive to do anything unless I come back as a ghost". Now I think of it. It's becoming more and more difficult to let go of her. let go of my feelings for. Falling in love with you it's my sweet nightmare.

"you love my family", I wanted to hear what she says. "They are sweet"

"Hmm..."

"Can I ask you something.... Never mind" I couldn't stop myself from embracing her in my arms. I hugged her from behind. "If you have something in your mind you can say it", I placed my chin on her shoulder.

"you hate me?"

"I do hate you", I responded.

"It means all this kindness is fake" she muttered.

"This is not kindness", I told her... "but my love for you", she's not worthy to know this.

"Then?"

I traced her neck with my fingers along the chain I made her wear. 

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The depth of love that I'm drowning in makes my heart happy forgetting all the hatred. Or do I even hate you. Every time I stay away from you all I think is embrace you in my arms and feel your warmth spreading allover my body and soul. 

The land phone on the table rang.

"Sir Mr. Tiwari is here to meet you. I told him that he can't meet you without appointment but he's insisting on meeting you", Manik informed. I don't know why he is here but I can't send him back because he's a opposition minister.

"Send him in", I said unwillingly.

The door opened. A middle aged man in white clothes with a wide spread fake smile entered inside. He settled himself on chair infront of me without me saying it.

"Mr. Tiwari may I know what made you visit me" I didn't fake anything like him.

"Politician's and Business personalities need each other at the times don't you think we shouldn't go against each other" I glared him.