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Astha's POV :-
" What?" I asked confused and then looked at my palm.
Oh my god! I looked at him shocked.
" Do you want him?" He got it all wrong.
" You are misunderstanding this, Abhay. Let me tell you what might..."
" Oh stop it." He intrupted me and stared at me with icy cold eyes. " I knew it. My brother always has ways with women's heart. I can't believe it worked on you too even when you claim that your heart is mine..." He stopped abruptly. " Oh wait.. you never have told me your feelings. You never told me that you love me or for that fact even like me. Is it because he has already crept inside your heart? Ha? Then....are you marrying me because of my money?" He looked at me accusingly.
Tears started to blur my image. He is talking rubbish and here I am letting him say all that. And curse my tear duct, they always flows at the wrong time. Most people turns violent when angry and here I am! The crying type!
" You are the one who brought in the proposal first." I said with broken voice looking like I was crying but in reality I was too angry to even utter a word properly coupled with my tear system's fault causing me to squeak like that.
" So that means you have no responsibility or the need to be loyal in here since I brought in the proposal." He spat mockingly.
" I am not having an affair with him if that's what you are implying." That's it, I reached my boiling point here. No one questions about my character and if they do then they need to face the consequence as well.
" Come here." He said and started dragging me.
" What you are doing?" I asked shocked. Is he really a mental? I'm starting to have second thoughts on him now.
" No one's but only my name has a place in your heart and body. And I will make sure of it." He said dragging me to god knows where!
" Leave me Abhay.... you are hurting me." I pleaded but he seems not in a mood to listen to anyone.
He looked at someone and went to him.
" Excuse me, can I use your bathroom. You see Astha got her dress ruined by a drink and I don't want my mother to know that I'm here. She will get mad. You know na about these rules that prohibits us meeting." He said smiling to him.
" Offcourse offcourse, why not. Here take this and take as much time as you want." He said winking at Abhay. I rolled my eyes. Can't he see that we are not in a situation to romance here? We are in if you don't kill me then I will do it situation. Can't he sense that? My neighbours are too dumb and I just discovered it today!
Finally we arrived in the bathroom. Keeping my anger aside, I just don't understand one thing. Why he led me to the bathroom? What the hell he wants to prove in here? As far as I know we use bathroom only for two things and both of them we do alone. We don't need someone to accompany us in these two tasks! Even if we are going to get married but sharing the bathroom is not in my list and I intend to convey this to him.
" Abhay what we are doing here? I don't want to share the bathroom. Besides I don't need to go in now, you can use it. I will just wait outside." At this he bursted out laughing. Why is he laughing? I'm damn serious about this. But anyhow I'm glad that he is out of his angry lunatic condition.
" You are really a piece Astha. Oh my god.... you... you are awesome." He said between his laugh.
" I didn't get you there." He is a hell confusing man.
" I didn't came here to share a bathroom with you..we could if you like.." He said huskily.
" No I like my privacy." Saying this I lifted my hands in a give up like position and maybe that was a mistake because as soon as I did that his eyes again clouded with anger. Leave it to me and I will show you how to make even the calmest Lord Buddha rage in anger!
" We have to remove that name. His name can't stay in there." He said gritting his teeth and grabbed my hand.
" What are you doing Abhay." I asked exhaustively.
He didn't replied but started rubbing my palm with soap.
" Why isn't it going?" He asked to no one and started rubbing more vigorously this time. It started to cause pain in them. I panicked. I tried to snatch my hand away but his grip was too strong.
" Stop it Abhay you are hurting me please. Besides it won't go that way." I tried to put reason in him but somehow it seemed that it made him only more determined to remove it at any cost. He continued rubbing it.
I looked at him shocked. Is this the man with whom I am going to get married tomorrow?
Suddenly I felt a sting and I looked down. Red liquid has started to ooze out from my palm and the man in topic is least bit concerned about it, he is still rubbing it applying more soap in the process of doing so. And at that moment, I got the signal that I was asking for from the time he proposed to me.
I snatched my hands away abruptly and a bit more forcefully and stepped back from him. I felt my face getting cooled by the tears that I don't know when started to fall down again.
He looked at me confused and then his eyes landed on my hands. His eyes widened in realisation and his face harboured the look of shame, guilt and hurt. But I know clearly by now that these are all fake. No one who claims to love you can act like this with you. I may not know love but I atleast know this simple fact that you can't think of hurting this bad the person who you love.
Abhay's POV :-
" Astha...." I finally regained my conscience. What madness had possessed me a moment ago I really don't know. All I know was the fact that something exploded dangerously inside me on seeing Samarth's name on her hand.
I looked at her slightly peeled off hand. Instead of henna, her palm was red with blood. I mentally cursed myself. What kind of a lover I am. I claim to love her more than anything but because of just a mere jealousy I did what not even her haters will do to her. Looking at her pained and shocked expressions, I am certain of one thing that she now sees me as her nightmare and not her lover. And this very thought was enough to bring a strong pain inside me.
I moved a step closer to her but she stepped back. Fear was evident in her eyes. My Astha was afraid of me now. Nothing in this world can be as painful as this.
" Astha.. please...let me look at your hands. They are bleeding, they need first aid." Saying this I gently grabbed her hand and was going to tend for it when she abruptly snatched her hands away.
" Stay away from me." She hissed at me. Her face was glistening with tears but simultaneously was red with anger.
" You know me Astha, I would never hurt you." At this she glared at me more. " This is not me, I don't know how I.... leave it... just give me your hands Astha. They need immediate care." I begged her to let me take care but she looked at me like I was some kind of stranger whom she can't stand a minute more.
She ran towards the bathroom door and I didn't try to stop her. I know what I did was wrong. She needs time and maybe after that she could forgive me. Tomorrow night I will show her how sorry I am and will shower her with all the love she deserves.
She turned the knob two three times but it didn't bulged. She looked at me and I slowly came towards her. By applying a little force I opened the door.
" I will not touch you Astha if that's what you want but please tend to that once you reach your place, okay." I said gently. She nodded and was about to go when she turned back.
" I need time to rethink my decision. I want the wedding to be postponed." She said and I think my heart stopped beating.
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