D’s PoV
D! Are you sure you want to go in now? I think it’s not a good time. Give him some alone time. He needs it now D. Let everything he heard sink in. Let him cool down. Then you can go and talk. Don’t go D.
God Mindy, Shut up. When we feel bad, we seek our friends for sharing and support right!? He needs us now, girl. Now stop scaring me and start encouraging me.
It’s very risky. I am warning you to abort this mission.
You are a scaredy cat. Uncle trusts me with his son. He said we are destined to be together.
Destiny my foot! D, I’m telling you there are many rooms on this floor. Go into any one of the rooms quietly and sleep. Everything can wait until tomorrow.
You are not helping, idiot. Just shut up and get lost.
This is a wrong move. Go to hell!
KNOCK KNOCK!
I disregarded that stupid Mindy. She is of no use. There is no sound.
KNOCK KNOCK!
Nothing again. I push the door open. There he is sitting on the couch with his head on the back support looking at the ceiling. He looks devastated.
"Are you alright?" I asked him.
"Out!"
D for god sake listen to me. It’s not too late. Get the hell out. I ignored her again.
"Um... do you want to talk about it!"
"Get Out!"
He is not shouting. He speaks like he is very tired. I just want to go hug him and console him. He now closed his eyes. God he is hurting inside. I cannot look at him like this. It’s giving me a heartache.
"Please! Don’t stress yourself. Talking about it will relieve you."
"GET OUT BEFORE I DO SOMETHING THAT I WILL REGRET LATER".
He said every word, gritting his teeth. I’m now scared. Should I go out?! I cannot give up on him this soon. Can I now?
"You said you will take me as a friend. Friends stand by at tough times. I’m not going to leave you alone on this."
"SHUT THE FUCK UP. NOW GET OUT OF MY SIGHT."
He is totally upset. Though I’m not sure what has happened and completely didn’t understand anything, I can see he is upset. His anger sends chills down my spine.
He brushed his hair with his fingers. His arms flex. I can totally see his abs in his full hand formal shirt. How it fits him perfectly! God how can he be sexy even at his distressed times?
D mission abort! mission abort! You can drool on your fuming hubby later. Now get your ass out of this room.
It’s fine if he doesn’t wanna talk. I can at least stay with him to give moral support. He should know that I will be with him at all times no matter what.
"No! Let me atleast stay with......"
He stood up with a speed that no man can ever reach. In no time he held my left arm above my elbow and looked me in the eye. God he is hurting me! He is sure going to leave bruises on my arm. I winced in pain and looked up at him in the eye. He tightened his grip more if it was even possible. Tears start to gather in my eyes. But I don’t wanna let it fall. I broke our eye contact and looked down to bring myself together.
He jerked my arm, gripping it so hard and made me look up at him. I see him blur as my vision is clouded with the tears that were ready to fall. God it's really hurting.
"Please! You are hurting me." I blurted out when I could no longer bear the pain.
"I know what I am doing. Now shut up and answer my questions with yes or no!"
His voice boomed in the room. It’s like thunder hitting me straight in the ears. I flinched back in fear.
"Please leave my hand. It’s really hurting. I will answer your question." He is not going to loosen his grip.
"Did you know me before our wedding?" How did he know? OMG he finally recognized me!
"Yes! But.."
No, he doesn’t recognize me. His anger is growing by the minute. Then how the hell did he know that I know him from the past!?
"Shut up! You know what my profession is?"
What is with the people in this home? They all talk and ask irrelevant things. What does his profession have to do with this situation? Isn’t this all about Smirthi? Why is he questioning me? Anyways uncle just gave me a summary of how rich they are and what they do.
"Yes! Just n.." He jerked his hands away from me with such a force that I lost my balance and fell on the couch!
He is now bent down, trapping me between his arms. His one hand on the hand-rest of the couch and the other, next to my thigh on the seat. His face looking down at me and I am looking up at him.
"Why did you agree to this wedding when I said no?"
"I... I don’t know what came over me. I... um felt it just right. I...um wanted to marry you since I recognized you!" I almost blushed in spite of the fear that is building up in my stomach.
"Huh! You wanted to marry me!? You recognized me!" Sarcasm dripping in every word he said.
He is going to hurt me badly. He has all the wrong ideas about me. I have to talk. I should tell him our past now before he gets everything wrong and hurts me in the heart. Will that even make sense now? What if he doesn't remember me even after I tell him? What if he tells me I'm stupid for taking this decision? Will he mock me for marrying to the infatuation we had in our adolescent age? What if he thinks I'm mad? What if he tells me that he loves Smirthi so much and can’t take me for a life partner? But he kissed me, right?
Come whatever may! I am going to tell him!
"Please! Listen to me!"
"Shut up! No girl with good moral values will marry a man who is in love with someone else."
Ouch! Why is he crushing my heart under his feet? He is not going to let me explain. He thinks I'm immoral! God, Why is this happening!?
"God! please let me explain!"
"You are no different. You just thought about yourself and married me. You are a selfish woman. You didn’t care if I could give you love all your life. All you care about is if I can provide you with luxury and comfort!"
Tears start flowing from my eyes. I should have listened to Mindy. He is in no right mind to hear what I have to say. He went away from me and turned towards the window. It’s like he doesn’t even want to see my face. It’s tearing me from inside. I should stop explaining myself until he realizes his mistake on lashing out on me with these accusations.
Maybe I’m selfish! Just like he says I just thought about my feelings. I never thought about what this would make him feel. But I didn’t marry him for his wealth. He is indirectly telling me that 'I'm a Gold Digger. 'I LOVE HIM! I LOVE HIM SO MUCH! His accusations on me are just hitting straight at my soul. I can’t take it anymore. I stood up from the couch and went straight behind him.
"You are getting it all wrong. Yes, I know you from our past. But I didn’t marry you for what you think. I'm not homeless before I saw you. I came to your wedding to see my groom-to-be, not to marry you. You are so rude". I was about to turn away when he turned and pulled me towards him by holding both my shoulders! He shook me hard.
"You were about to be engaged to someone else?"
God what have I done!? I turned my head away.
"Don’t you dare turn your face on me!" He grabbed my cheeks forcefully and made me look up at him.
I just nodded in agreement and he crashed his lips on mine kissing my life out. It's not passionate! He is hurting me. He pours his anger out on me. This kiss is nothing like the one we shared before on the same day. I started wiggling in his grip to free myself. He is so strong that I don’t stand a chance against him.
I’m now starting to feel nauseous. I’m getting out of breath. He sucks in my lower lip to his mouth and chewing it hard. I even hit him on his arms and chest. Tears started to pour out of my eyes. I saw so many black spots before it turned all black!