Fanática (addicted) ✔️

Comfort

Ansuya's pov-

I should have texted him at least...

why these thoughts are driving me crazy haan?
now I am seeing him, wow... he is looking a little drunk, just look at my imagination now.

I'm seeing him in my bed, why he staring at me? how dare you do this to me?

"Why are you here?, why are u in my dreams?" my hand caressed his flawless face and it felt good and so real, WHAT REAL?

the shock was an understatement and I jumped out of my bed and fell hard on my back. "what you are really here?" I whispered shout at him.

where he, on the other hand, was not even bothered by my drama, his eyes looked hurt and tired, he was craving for peace and it was visible on his face.

why is he not saying anything, "today's your birthday, why are you here, you should be at your party, not in my bed, Tyag." I blabbed all that without even realizing what escaped my mouth.

his tired face all of the sudden switch its mode to anger and he was looking at me with his blown nostrils "oh wow! so you knew that it's my birthday." he stated

"yeah, I saw my sister's story, but that's not the point... why you even care to come here?" i was sticking with the same anger, hell i cried because of this man.

"Still, you didn't bother to drop me a single text." he looked back at me

"yeah as if you text me for the past three days." i suddenly realized what i said, i bit my lip and looked everywhere.

"yeah right, as if you care for me and my texts?" he shouted in his half-drunk situation.

why is he shouting is he not aware he is in my room, what if my parents come up. I backed myself and stood in the corner of my room because he is looking at me like a psycho.

he stood from my bed and start walking in my direction, why is coming to me?

I moved to an another side of my room and he did the same, what are we playing some cat and mouse game?

"you don't even have time, because all you want is attention and it doesn't matter who gave it to you, right?" he said with an irritated tone

"What? what do you mean?" I asked

"you don't care about my love, how dedicated I'm towards you, but know you will not see it... if any guy will touch you, you will let him touch you. oh how much you love sl^ting around huh?" just when he finished his sentence he started to hiccups.

"What did you just said?" I can never imagine what he said. he was the fcuking one who took my first kiss, hell he was the first one who touched me and now he is saying, I sl^t around.

"you are drunk and you clearly have lost your mind... just sleep, I don't want any more drama and if you can reach home safely in one piece be my guest and leave my home. the choice is yours, I can't be cruel as you." I was fuming, but as he was drunk he should not drive three hours in this condition.

"all you care about your reputation, not anything else, you know it's my last birthday in college, and my best friend throw the grand party but stupid me was not able to enjoy it, because you, my love was not there, but yeah I'm a bad person here right? and you of all people are the purest, touching another boy publically in your campus. fucking sl^t" the last two words he basically mumbles but was very clear.

how can he say such things to me, such a bastard "how dare you say such things to me, you SOB" my anger was extreme and I pushed him hard, he falls right in the middle of my bed, and he looked amused by my action, but I don't care.

"you don't know don't you, you were the fcuking one who touched me, initiated all this, forced me, and in my god damn house you are blaming me that I'm some cheap sl^t who roam around on campus holding some random guy's hand, fine I'm! what will do you, force me, slap me, oh no you didn't even bother to tell me that it's your birthday and now you blame on me, I come to know about all that from my sister, hell I cried because of that and you bastard calling me a sl^t. fine I'm a sl^t anything else you want to listen to?" I said all that in one go and damn his face lost all his color.

he jerked me on his chest and we both were on the bed, his stare was anything but dangerous, he was hurt, I was hurt and we both wanted each other as it was clearly visible in our eyes.

but what he did next blown my parrots in all directions. he turned me around and I was under him, he was applying his weight on me and I was shocked to my core by his proximity, just when I was about to say another word, he stopped me by his lips and kissed the hell out of me.

I was shocked for a moment but the realization hit me and I started to punch him on his chest, how dare he called me sl^t and then kiss me "you said I'm a sl^t, then why are you kissing me now?" I asked in between the kiss but then he stopped and looked deep into my eyes.

when I was about to say another word he stopped me placing his first finger on my lips and shushed me from speaking anything forward.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to be that rude, but I wanted to celebrate my birthday with you and I was looking forward to it but when I saw you hugging that guy I lost my patience and decided to ignore you," he said, how can he thinks like that, what? he is good looking toh he has right to judge other's character?

"what? when you can't trust me how can you love me, and you know what yeah he is my boyfriend and I like him, you came into my life by your choice, you forced me to think about you, and I hate you for that." I said all that in my best angry tone.

but just when his face touched the good side, I forced him to show me his worst.

gripping my hands in his one he started to insert his hand in my t-shirt and gripped my boobs as hard as possible, he sealed his lips with mine so that I won't be able to make any noise and he can do anything with me.

he is touching me wrong, tears started to form in my eyes and he was not even bothered by that, his hand lost the grip on my round and then marched towards the south of my body.

he placed his long and cold fingers on my folds and that's it, biting my lower lip in the hard kiss he interested his middle finger in the p^ssy. I was not even wet and he invaded my folds like it was his to enter.

oh god, it was hurting me, how can he do this to me, did I seriously made him react this way, oh god he said he loves me, how can someone act this way when they say they love them?

I wanted him to stop and it's hurting me so much but my fcuking body was betraying me and he was nowhere in the mood of stopping his bad deeds.

I was continuously struggling in his hold and he was eating, sucking, and nibbling on my lips damn this man doesn't even require air to breathe and in few more thrusts, I came hard on in fingers damn. why it happened to me, my face was looking like a madwoman and I was a clear mess.

when he looked into my eyes he saw how much in pain I was and just when the realization hit him, he left me in my shaking position and escaped the room by the same balcony that I'll never leave open ever.

I don't want to see his face ever, he is a monster and I hate him to my core.

I cried the whole night and blame my destiny that why that day I meet him.