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SS : 6 Months Till A Kiss Part 22

June 20, 2012







Arnav’s heart  erupted with unquenchable pain as Khushi’s limp body fell into his arms…

Weighing barely nothing, he lifted her with ease and lay her on their bed…

Arnav gently turned her face towards him…

Her already bruised cheek now held a new burning red mark, as well as her other one…

Clenched fists…

Unmitigated fury overtook his soul…

Turning, Arnav saw Shyam’s unconscious form reposed on the floor…

Like a lion, Arnav approached…brutality encompassed his eyes…

His mind was repeating the same thing, over and over…”Defend Khushi…Defend Khushi…”

“You…will…never lay your hands on her again…EVER…” His snarl was terrifying…

Arnav bent down, roughly grabbed Shyam by the hair, and dragged him out of the room…

…………………………

Arnav sat beside Khushi on their bed…

He gently swabbed her face with a cold cloth…

She had been asleep for almost an hour now…

He was thankful that no one was home at the time of the attack…

Nani, Payal and Anjali had gone to visit the Guptas…

Akash was at the office…

And Khushi…

She was going to be here…alone…“What the fuck was I thinking! What If …What if I had left…What I hadn’t…”

The thought terrified him.

He slammed his eyes shut…

Arnav’s hand was resting softly on Khushi’s belly…feeling her stomach rise up and down…

“no…”

Hearing her soft cry, he turned sharply towards her…

Khushi shot upright stared wildly around; her eyes stretched wide with fear.

She clutched the blanket to her as if to ward off an attack.

Arnav jolted back as her fear struck him.

His breath froze in his throat.

Deep inside, he felt something rip loose.

He powerfully pulled the blanket from her hands and pulled her into his arms.

“It’s okay, Khushi. I’ve got you. No one’s going to hurt you again,…” His voice cracked, and he buried his face in her hair as she clung to him.

“He…He was…going to…” He heard the terror in her voice and cradled her closer yet.

Her slim, delicate body trembled against his, her fear holding him hostage.

He would do anything, anything, to stop this nightmare.

Her trembling still wouldn’t stop…”Khushi…shhhh…”

Tears were pooling in her eyes, drowning her gaze.

He clamped his jaw shut, calming the rage that simmered so close to the surface.

Khushi’s breath was warm on his cheek as soft sobs flew from her lips…

His anger let loose its grip, and in its wake, came a hunger that made his blood run hot and his vision cloud over.

Arnav groaned, and brought his mouth down on hers.

Like a narcotic hit, her sweet taste coursed through his veins, blinding his senses to everything but her.

He lost himself in the softness of her lips, in her honeyed, drugged taste, in the easy way she softened and opened to him.

He was disgusted at himself for ever pushing her away, he had blocked his mind from seeing how generous she was, how she held nothing back…how perfect she was….

It was this he craved, this oneness, this trust.

She began to kiss him with a hunger as great as his.

When he finally let their lips part, he stared down at her…

She was almost hypnotized…

“Khushi?” He held his breath during the grave silence that followed.

This must be what hell is like, he thought bitterly.

Her eyes gradually opened…

Feeling the warmth of her small body in his arms, the pounding of her heart against his chest, something shattered inside him.

He couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe.

He gently cradled her closer to him, squeezing his eyes shut to stem the suspicious moisture pressing behind them.

“God Khushi…I’m so sorry…”  

“You’re sorry?” her voice was shaking…

His fingers, still trembling, traced her cheekbone, curved down over her wonderful, stubborn chin.

“I’m the one who left you alone.”

“You are the one who…who saved me…” as she blinked, more tears ran down her face…

Seeking refuge from the terror that still clung to him, he brought his mouth down on hers once more…

Her warmth, her softness felt so real, so reassuring.

When his tongue touched hers, a groan ripped loose from deep inside him.

Again and again, he tasted her sweetness, their tongues tangling, probing, drinking deeply of remembered passions.

She gripped his shoulders desperately …

Arnav kissed her passionately until, agonized and trembling with need, he forced himself to pull away…

She looked so fragile right now, so close to the breaking point, that he didn’t know if he could control his own feelings.

He wanted to gather her close to him and tell her everything would be fine.

Heartbreak hit him when she glanced…

Her eyes had that open, vulnerable look that never failed to amaze him.

After all he’d done to her, how could she trust him?

He’d shattered her dreams, her life.

Yet, here she was, trusting him to walk her through their broken past and help her mend it.

Looking into her eyes, he knew that’s what he would do.

Her shoulders slumped with fatigue.

The brave expression on her face was another look he recognized.

It was her ‘I will be strong’ look.

Tears, especially Khushi’s tears, were the one thing that thoroughly disarmed him.

He slowly pressed her back onto the bed…

As he did, her fingers gripped his arms and her nails dug into his flesh…

Stopping midway, he spoke against her lips…”Khushi It’s me…Please don’t be afraid…”

She tried desperately to pull him closer as she whispered…”Where is he? Did he get away?”

“He will never, ever touch you again…he is gone for good…”

Her eyes fixed onto him…”Really…”

Arnav nodded…”please trust me…”

He lowered her to the bed and sat close beside her…

Keeping his eyes remained locked on his face…

“I’m not going anywhere…Just rest…”

Micro expressions of fear shone from her face…

Arnav leaned down…making sure she could clearly see his eyes…”I’m not going anywhere…”

Blinking, her eyes lids gradually closed as sleep took over her body…


…………………….


Arnav heard a soft knocking…

He almost made a move to get up, but remembered his promise…

“Come in…” he whispered as loudly as he could…

Anjali soon entered and her expression changed to one of alarm…

“Chote? What has happened to Khushiji!?”

Anjali approached and placed her hand on Khushi’s forehead…

“She has no fever…”

Her hands gently touched her cheeks and before Arnav could grab her hand to move it away, Khushi hissed out a cry of pain…

“Oh my God…Her cheeks are red and …” Anjali looked at Arnav…
“I didn’t hit her Di!!!”

Anjali quickly reassured him, “I know you didn’t…but who did? Who would do this to her!?”

Arnav’s eyes went cold…

“Chote? Who?”

Taking a deep breath, he was preparing himself to spill it all…

“DI?” Khushi’s soft voice called..

Arnav instantly spun to her…”I’m still here Khushi…I’m still here…” He gently ran his hand over her head…

“Khushiji…tell me…what happened…” Anjali spoke softly and calmly, but Khushi was determined…

“Nothing Di, I’m fine.”

“No Khushiji! You are NOT fine…I won’t push it for now, but I want to know who hurt you…I will not tolerate it…”

Arnav smiled slightly at his sister…

He loved how much his family loved Khushi…

“Chote…” Anjali set her hand on his shoulder…”either Khushiji tells me, or YOU tell me…”

Anjali left the room.

Arnav tried to reassure Khushi…”She’s just got her ‘big sister’ voice on…”

Without warning, Khushi sat up fast…

Her arms flew around Arnav and held him tightly…

“Khushi…Khushi shhhh…It’s ok…I’m here…”

“He tried to rape me Arnavji…I thought I would die from pain and fright…”

He froze, intuition kicking at his gut as he held her away from him only to have her nearly collapse back onto the bed, she was sobbing so wretchedly.
With a low curse he swept her into his arms and lay her back carefully…

He lay his torso against hers, letting her feel his nearness…

His eyes roamed over her face…

A face that was flushed red from crying, her eyes filled with such despair that his heart seemed to twist inside him …

“He…he was on me…He was touching me…I…I couldn’t push…push him away…”

Arnav pulled her fiercely against him as a terrified cry burst from her, and her arms flew around his neck as if by holding on to him she could will the horrible memories away.

He clenched his teeth as she began to cry again, wishing desperately that he had been there sooner…

“…He held me down…his face was so close…his legs were on me…I…I couldn’t….” she released a scream…”…my…my chest hurt terribly from the…the force … and then I couldn’t struggle anymore—”

“God help me, Khushi, no more, no more.” Arnav hugged her more fiercely, incredulous that he could have left for work, while the woman he loved…no he couldn’t think of it…

“Shhhh…” he whispered, cradling her against him like a child.

Her body shivered again…

“Arnavji…I’m…I’m cold…”

Arnav reluctantly moved off her…he pulled back the covers and climbed under them to join her…

Holding her close, he bent his head and began to softly kiss her neck…

Her fingers entwining in his hair, she pulled him closer, gasping when she felt his hand slip under the fabric and cover her breast, her nipple taut and swollen beneath his palm.

A palm that began to slowly circle, the thrilling pressure of his hand filling her with a yearning so powerful she felt she might explode from its sheer intensity.

He caught her lips and gently kissed her, until all cries, and sobs vanished…

………………………….

“Nani?”

“Yes Anjali Bitiya?”

“I can’t reach Shyam at all…I’ve called his office, his mobile…I just can’t reach him…I’m worried that something has happened to him…”










4 Comments leave one →
  1. June 20, 2012 7:38 pm

    anjali use that brain give you please loved the update loving this change asr so sweet and caring loved it

  2. August 9, 2012 1:10 pm

    freaking awesome update…beautifully written !! 🙂

  3. December 26, 2013 5:28 pm

    hey i’m new to your blog but i love this story it’s amazing and angali needs to use her brain and kick the sleeze ball shyam out of her life and great update, i wold love to get more of your updates my email address is – shamylakhan7@gmail.com or on india forum my name is shamy15
    p.s. great update

  4. ipkndlover75 permalink
    July 24, 2015 5:57 am

    Loved the way Arnav is so caring about her …!!!

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