Medley :: Ishqbaaaz Short Stories

Part 1 : The Devil And His Mischief Maker

The Devil And His Mischief Maker
Part One
(ShivIka)

Setting: After ShivIka separation when Anika was about to get married to Vikram. Except, Vikram and Ragini don't know each other personally.

Rudra panted as he stood in front of the waiting family and a very tensed Shivaay. "Can't find her anywhere."

In came Gauri, "Bhoujai has somehow managed to vanish!"

Shivaay groaned and dialled her number again. When it was directed to voicemail, he irately threw the phone, shattering it to pieces. It landed straight at Vikram's feet and Shivaay couldn't help but notice how everything broken of his managed to fall near Vikram's feet.

His eyes then flitted to Vikram's face and Shivaay swore that Vikram was so 'bored' right now, he might just walk away. Fury went ablaze inside him. Not thinking before rushing towards Vikram, Shivaay held him by his collar, venting out the anger, frustration, irritation and most importantly the feeling that he tried hard to dismiss: jealousy.

Rudra and Om pulled him before he could murder the choking guy. Vikram coughed a bit as he straightened his sherwani. "Mr. Shivaay Singh Oberoi, I already have been insulted enough for the day. I won't stand here for even a minute." Saying so, he strode out of the house, not really causing any difference in anybody's moods except Pinky and Ragini. While these two women grew irritated at how Anika had a nice chance of coming back to Shivaay, everyone else worried where Anika was, because they knew Shivaay wouldn't have let this marriage happen anyways.

"Anika Bhabhi was planning this for a long time." Om mused with a ghost of a smile. "I mean, she specifically asked us not to let the media come or invite a lot of guests so as to make sure Vikram wasn't humiliated."

"How thoughtful of her!" Shivaay scowled.

"Bhaiya, we should party!" Rudra grinned. Shivaay looked at him in shock. "Arey, finally you guys would cave in to your love na?" Rudra grinned cheekily making everyone smile except a few oblivious idiots. Shivaay included.

"Rudra, it's not like Anika is standing here, asking me to marry her or telling me the truth. She has run away. RUN away." Shivaay rolled his eyes. "Khanna!!" He bellowed.

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Three day. It had been three days since the auspicious day of Anika running away from her faux of a marriage with Vikram.

Shivaay ran a hand through his hair. Still no information about where Anika was. Did he hurt her so much that she would never come back? Did he push her to the edge? He shook his head negatively. He should have learnt not to jump to conclusions by now.

Rudra and Om looked at Shivaay from outside his room. He looked so tired and defeated, yet determined to get Anika back.

"O, where did Bhabhi go?"

"Honestly Rudra, I can't think of any place except for those that Shivaay has thoroughly searched and kept guarded. I don't understand, where could she hide."

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Mallika stood outside the room, not understanding how to go in. Anika must be really sad. Taking a deep breath, she knocked on the door. On receiving no answer, concern clouded her thoughts and she burst into the room, only to be surprised.

Anika sat on the bed, laughing as she watched a rom-com, chocolates in her hand. Where did she get those from?

When Anika started laughing really hard, Mallika started debating with herself if Anika was suffering from some post-traumatic syndrome. Anika finally bothered to notice Mallika's presence and she turned to her with a bright smile. "Mallika! Come, sit and enjoy. I haven't seen you for so long. I know, you must be really busy."