Secret Love Story #wattys2017 (COMPLETED)

Truths Revealed

Kajol-2006

My father just keeps yelling at us as we sit on the sofa our fingers entwined together. If he is this angry about Shah Rukh and me lying to him about the status of our relationship for ten years then how is he going to take the fact that I am going to have a baby? Shah Rukh keeps flashing reassuring smiles at me but even they can't calm my nerves.
"What do you have to say for yourself?" My father exclaims slamming his fist onto the fireplace making everyone in the room jump. My mother looks at me telling me to go easy on him to not give him something else to rant about. I bite my bottom lip and look down at my lap using my free hand to remove non-existent fluff from my jeans. I feel Shah Rukh lightly squeeze my fingers urging me to just tell my father the truth. I feel my heart rattle against my chest as I feel the words forming in my throat. Once I tell my father about the baby there is no turning back no matter what he says. I look up and see my father staring at me his teeth gritted and eyes bulging.
"I'm going to have a baby," I squeak out watching as my mother's face brightens and a smile slowly forms on her lips. The first grandchild. Unfortunately the same cannot be said for my father who strides across the room and slaps my face. I don't bother to move my head back into position I just continue to stare at the wall to the left of me feeling the sting in my cheek making my eyes water. I can tell Shah Rukh wants to say something, wants to stand up for me but if he does it'll just give my father more ammunition against him.
"You lie to us for ten years and now you're having a baby with him! How far gone are you?" My father shouts waving his arms around. I close my eyes trying to control my breathing so I don't shout back. I need to stay cool, calm and collected in order to win this argument. If I retaliate it gives my father something to call me immature about.
"Just over two months," I reply opening my eyes and manoeuvring my head so I can look at my father again. He doesn't seem as angry as I expected him to be at this news. Maybe the thought of having a grandchild is softening him?
"I think in the interests of this family it would be best for you to consider terminating this pregnancy," my father says evenly walking back across the room and slumping into his armchair. I stare at him furrowing my eyebrows feeling my blood boiling at his statement. I can feel Shah Rukh tense next to me his jaw pulsing trying to keep himself calm.
"Nahin," I say sternly, "why would I do that?" My father looks at me then at Shah Rukh then at our hands bound together through love and commitment. I know he knows I know his problem with Shah Rukh and that's the reason he wants me to have an abortion and divorce him, but I don't see what the problem is with Muslims. We are all people and the only thing that distinguishes us is whether we are good or bad.
"If you have a problem with Shah Rukh then you have a problem with me babu. I love Shah Rukh and he loves me and we are keeping this baby whether you want us to or not," I cry outraged. I stand up off the sofa and pull Shah Rukh after me.
"Then I have a problem with you," my father sighs, "you've chosen him over your own family." I feel Shah Rukh pull me towards him as I notice my mother shifting uncomfortably in the doorway.
"You will leave this house as a stranger," my father warns but my mother clears her throat.
"Nahin Shomu. To you she may leave as a stranger, but she'll always be my daughter," my mother hisses trying to hold back the tear evident in her eyes, "and I accept Shah Rukh as my son-in-law one hundred percent." I feel my mother clasp my free hand in her own whilst staring my father down. After all the times she told me she had wanted to stand up against my father about Shah Rukh... I can't help but feel proud at the fact she has finally plucked up enough courage to say no to pushing me out of her life. Rage blazes in my fathers eyes as he stare back at my mother wondering how she could openly disagree with him especially with Shah Rukh standing with us.
"We'll go ammi but you know where to find us," I whisper kissing my mother on the cheek as she steps forward letting me and Shah Rukh walk past. Shah Rukh stops and smiles at her.
"Thank you Mrs Mukherjee for seeing past my label," he says kissing her cheek too. My mother smiles back cupping one of his cheeks in her hand before gesturing for us to go. I know the argument between my parents will rage of for the rest of the night and will probably stretch past tonight until my father learns to accept Shah Rukh. There is no way my mother is going to lose me again and there is no way Tanishaa will stand by my father again. I am still their family and although I lied to them they can see why I did it. I can't lose them and they can't lose me. As we climb into Shah Rukh's car I let out a long ragged sigh.
"Your mum with be okay you know? She's one tough woman," Shah Rukh mumbles squeezing my hand before starting the engine.
"Haan," I reply, "I just love you for sitting there and not arguing back and supporting me and I just love you." I turn and smile at him as he puts the car in gear and slowly pulls away from my parents house.
"And I love you for standing up for not only me but for yourself and for telling your father what you want," Shah Rukh says and I nod my head. I've always dreamt of what it'd be like to be going out with Shah Rukh openly. Now look at me: I'm married to him and carrying his baby. I can't wait to finally turn the page and start a new chapter with Shah Rukh because I love him.

Hi guys! This story still has some chapters to go but I'd just like to take the time to thank a few people... so here goes: Mille-Feuilles  r25227  MonicaPessanhaPio  ManiAlexander133  MafeRodriguezCat and srkajol4life thank you all so much for commenting and voting they're what keep me writing, and thank you to everyone out there who reads my crazy fanfic 😂😅😋 I really appreciate it! G x