When Vyom Met Sonakshi

He is mine

He didn't turned around as Sonakshi approached him. He heard her sigh and then she kept her hand on his shoulder. Blood rushed through his veins as he recalls when she accepted Anurag's marriage proposal, he jerks her hand off of him as if her touch burns. He finally looks at her, her expression were.....pained.

Sonakshi: Mr....Mr...Ob-

Vyom: What is your problem? Why can't you just leave me alone? (annoyed)

Sonakshi: I...I was...just worried about you.. You didn't came last night and-

Vyom: So what if I didn't came? Mein jab chahu aau jab chahu jaao usse apko kya? And worried? Aur tum? oh please don't tell me ki tum pareshaan thi. Pareshaan toh tumhe mujhe kar diya hai, jabse life mein ayi Ho tabse Sonakshi. Har ek second tumhari fikar karo, tumhe sambhalo like you are some baby. I am so tired of this drama. Ab ye Anurag! Kon hai ye waise? Ashique hai na tumhara. I wonder usse problem nahi hoti hogi ye sochkar that we live together. I feel bad for him, pehle ashwin ab ye bichara fas gaya au-

And Sonakshi hand move on their own accord.

Bamp!

His cheek stings as well as her hand. The sound of slapp echoed through out the house. Vyom knew this would happen, he didn't mean a single word he said in anger but his mouth was not cooperating with his mind. He turned and looked at her, she wasn't angry, she was just..... hurt.
She tried to show him anger but her eyes gives her away.

Vyom: Sona-

Again she slapped him and he let her. And this slap was harder than before. He knew he deserves it. Anger builds in her and his grabs his collar pulling him closer. Her eyes were now filled with hatred towards him, which he couldn't stand.

Sonakshi: Consider yourself lucky ki mere haath mein chaaku ya aapki gun nahi thi.

Her tone was changed along with her expressions. He remembered this tone and expression she carried when they first met. Sonakshi pushes him away and hastens upstairs. She was fuming and with shaking hands she lock the door behind her. She digged her pills out of her purse and gulped them down. She collapsed on bed lifelessly replaying the events that happened in last 5 minutes.

Vyom sat on stairs his face was buried in his hands.

Vyom: Meine muh khola kyu apna! Aur khola bhi toh ye faltu cheeze kyu boli? I think my self control and sanity have went to the honeymoon since I met her. I fucked up badly. She slapped me twice. It still hurts.... No no not my cheek. My heart.

Vyom sighs and grabs his bike keys from his bedroom. He stood in front of her bedroom and tried multiple times to knock, but then retreated his hand back from the hard wooden door. When Sonakshi heard the sound of his bike's engine, she came out of the room. She called Anurag.

Anurag: Hii....Sona.

Sonakshi: Hey (lowly)

Anurag: What's wrong?

Sonakshi: Um...nothing. Let's meet tonight, I am missing you.

Anurag: Of course. I missed you too. I will pick you up at 7?

Sonakshi: Nahi mein khud ajaungi. After work I have to come home to change.

Anurag: Er....sure. See you soon.

She hung up the phone.

Sonakshi: Home? Like seriously I said home? It's not! I have to get my mind straight.

She hurried off to the office. Vyom on another hand was already in his office. He was still in his tuxedo which he wore in the party. He was in shity mood, in very short mood.