♤ kill him ♤

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Simy 's note : Before starting my story i would like to enlighten u all a lil about thapki 's character , she will b entirely different as compared to thapki of orignal tpk she wudnt b from agra instead she will b from ilahbad and bihaan wud b from delhi but due to some issues they both r shifted to mumbai and both r unknown about the fact that they r in same city....
Thapki wudnt b stammering here and she 's quite bold and strong girl
She will b having 2 faces in the sense a double faced girl not different 2 characters 😂, and yes same way her language one quite sophisticated and other....u will get to knw as i will start the story...
And initially she wasnt like that but circumstances changed her from head to toe and from hrt to brain.
She dsnt have a hrt anymore not even its fragments r left in her...
So, now scroll down to read the very first part...
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Thapki (weeping strongly ) : papaaaa....papaaaa....plz listen to me once ik its  hellacious for u to pardon me for the sin i perpetrated , but trust me papa i wasnt aware of the factuality regarding him....
Ik that now life ahead , wud not b less than a tophet for me and my dreary existance wud b as that of a half - pint on this planet. Papa i was a berk to trust him and neglect ur arguements , i was blind (sobbing ) bli....nd in his love papa..... ho gai na galti yaar...krdo maf ( i agree i cmtd a mistake plz forgive me ) {making a puppy face 😢 }

She moves forward staggering and sits on her knees , encircling her father's feets asking for forgiveness.
Her asthenic skeleton quaked vigrously as a saline fluid made its way out leaving her eyes stark red and blood vessels visual in her eyes.
She with her deeply shattered voice continued,
Thapki : papa ur princess need ur brace the most rt now after all i have gone through......m not capable enough to meet my own eyes , my
self -esteem, pride, me everything has been swallowed by destruction pl..z papa embrace me and let a deep slmbr ingest me nd dnt wake me up let me be in ur elysium of arms papa p..plzzz forgive me...
Kk shoed thapki away and pushed her so callously that her already fragile body ended up being prostrate as new bruises were gifted by her father ,her creator. Being subjugated by her helplessness poor spirit cud barely catch a glimpse of her father with wounded and swollen eyes , she cud feel a red pigmented fluid concentrated than water dripping down her lower lip constantly and the same fluid drenching her forearms ,  cheeks and tmpl. She , with the shreds of strength left in her volunteered to speak, to break the sword of silence hanging btwn  father and daughter ,
Thapki : m....sry....is i..t to late to pardon me papa ?
Kk now loosed his temper and throwed a glass in direction of thapki and she in a reflex capped her face with her skinny and dented forearms, and the throw resulted in peices piercing her flesh and she being a obidient daughter dint even let out a wince to pacify her father.
Kk lied low to the level of thapki and gripped a fistful of her utter black hair and pulled it backward in a pachydermatous way and slapped her right on her face leading to alarmingly increased production of blood , this time she cudnt controll and a loud squeal escaped her scratched lips.
Kk : shut up !! Ur words r working as venom for me presently, they r toxicating my eardrums, undrstnd that, u trashy creature i...i , u r tainted for me to touch i j..just hate ur face , ur soul , ur belongings every tiny thing that is urs , ur name all ....all i hate all the things equivalent to u i...i....i ( breaking down ) hate u....i ha...te u....
Kk released thapki as a new set of tears rolled down his bearded cheeks and thapki who cudnt bare his father's state anymore with the little fuel left in her frail body hastened to her room locking it from inside , and lying low on hard ground beneath her taking support of the iron door behind her , she sat down hugging her knees close to her bossom and shut her eyes but that resulted in a series of haunted images of the incidents that occured few hours ago and she screeched in pain , scratching herself with her long nails , although it only resulted in more injuries not solace which she was searching and she was sentient of the materiality of the fact that her god , her father can only give her that peace she 's searching since the sky has lighted upon her harshly converting her life as that of a wanton but she cnt help her destiny , now she's left with only one option i.e. to accept the searing reality of her life.

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