Tables Turned! New beginnings (Part 9)

Part 9 - New Beginnings

Tears flowed out of Khushi’s eyes as she made her way back home. Every cruel word he uttered had twisted like a knife, tearing her heart into million pieces. She knew that he didn’t really mean those things, but that did not stop the pain ripping her insides. She stopped by the temple and sat there and sobbed her heart out. After what seemed like eternity she surface back. “Enough Khushi!” “You are nobody’s doormat. Move on! Show him!” she told herself. She slowly gathered her courage, picked herself up and headed for home. As expected, when she went home Buaji started asking her where she was and what she had decided and if she didn’t say anything today, they were going to call Mr. Khanna and say yes. Khushi ignored everybody and went to her bed and lay down, waiting for oblivion of sleep to claim her and soothe her.

Arnav reached home and went straight to his room, refusing to speak to anybody or refusing to eat dinner. He was in a horrible mood. Guilt ate up his insides as he recalled the things he had said to her, he wanted to hurt himself when he remembered the hurt in her eyes at his cruel words. But he hurt like hell too, and when he imagined her with somebody else a madness stole over him and he did not know how to control that madness. He imagined her being in somebody else’s arms, somebody else’s life and pain like nothing he had experienced before erupted inside him. A lone tear escaped his eyes and then another and then another…The only person who could soothe him was no longer near him...He lay down on his bed eyes wide open staring into the blankness.

Arnav didn’t sleep that night, thoughts of Khushi tormenting him. The next morning Arnav was leaving for work without eating any breakfast and Anjali scolded him and insisted that he eat something. He forced himself to eat something for the sake of his Di. She was talking something which was not even registering in his brains when suddenly he heard Khushi's name in the conversation and his attention snapped. “Chote…Chote did you hear, Khushiji is getting engaged with Nishant, Mr. Khanna’s son?” A raging volcano erupted within him again and he threw the bowl aside and left  the table, leaving Anjali bewildered. The next couple of days were no better, anger, rage, jealousy, pain slowly consuming him. That evening he come home with thoughts of Khushi tormenting him, when he saw the source of his torment sitting their looking serenely beautiful in a white salwar khamzeez  and next to her was ‘him’. Murderous rage came over him seeing them together and he walked away spitting fury at her with his eyes. Anjali called Arnav to introduce him to Mr. Khanna’s son, but he ignored and just walked away, holding on to any little resemblance of control left in him.

Khushi appeared outwardly calm on well, but internally she was nervous at seeing him and she spilled some tea on her dress in her flustered state. Anjali told her that she should use the guest room to wash out the spill, otherwise it would stain her beautiful dress. Khushi got up and went to the guest room, locked it and removed her khameez to wash the tea stain in the bathroom. Unknown to her, Arnav was watching the whole scene...he saw Khushi get up and walk towards the guest room and heard the click of the door getting locked. He got the spare keys to the guest room, opened the door, locked it and purposefully walked towards Khushi who was standing there only in her salwar bottoms & bra, holding her khameez in her hands.

“Arnavji!!! What are you doing here?Please go…” she gasped crossing her hands over her breasts. Arnav paid no heed but continued towards her, taking purposeful strides. “Arnavji…what are you…” But she could not continue as he had grasped her shoulders and pulled her towards him. “Khushi..Are you going to let him hold you like this?”  “What??” asked Khushi thoroughly shocked..He bent down and kissed her hard on her mouth..”Are you going to let him kiss you like that?”  Every word he uttered was stabbing his heart further, but he could not stop himself. In one flick, he removed her bra and held her naked breasts with his hands and hoarsely muttered..”Are you going to let him hold you, touch you, kiss you like this?” Khushi was quietly sobbing, hurting at his every word...”Answer me Khushi!!” rasped Arnav.

Rage coursed through her, How dare he! How dare he ask her such things! She pushed him with all her strength and shouted at him. “Yes. Mr, Raizada…I will let him do all those things…and more. And I will do all those things to him and then some more. You understand!”

“Khushi!!!” Arnav gasped, unable to believe what he was hearing. But there was no stopping her. She was on a roll here, all the suppressed  pent-up hurt finding an outlet. “Why do you care? what difference does it make to you? You have had better, didn't you? Maybe I should have better too Mr. Raizada.”
“KHUSHI!!!” Arnav roared again, and closed his eyes at waves of pain engulfed him at the thought of Khushi and that guy doing all those things…
“What happened Arnav, you didn’t like that I reminded you that I could do these things with some other guy? You didn’t like that I made you realize that I could enjoy it more with him then with you?” asked Khushi.. NO NO NO his mind screamed in pain, the agony beyond the realms of being bearable. 
"NO" he shouted. "you cannot belong to anybody else, you are mine..only mine, SAMJHI TUM!”

"What is this I hear? a little bit if action between us and you think I belong to you?" Khushi lashed out and threw back his own words back at him..

Arnav took a deep breath and answered.."Yes you do. You belong to me. I am sorry Khushi...for saying all those things. I...I really am. I didn't mean a single one of them"he whispered...

“I don't believe in marriage but your family wants you to get married, then we will get married…but don’t even think you can be anybody else’s but me!" he gently whispered..

“Why” Khushi asked, willing for him to answer at what she could see in his eyes. His heart was bared and visible in his eyes for a moment before he looked away hearing her question. “Why Arnav? Answer me!” Khushi insisted. Arnav tried to move away but Khushi hugged him tighter, pressing her body close to him. “Why Arnav?” Arnav took a deep breath, his face burrowed in her neck, breathing her in,  he slowly opened his mouth and tenderly kissed her neck, and gently rocked her, trying to put his answer feelings in action, things he was unable to say aloud. Khushi understood him, but  she promised herself that she would make him admit it aloud one day.  For now this would do. She gave in and rested her head on his shoulder and time stood still for them. It was a minute, no an hour, maybe an eternity that they stood there in each others arms finding solace with each other after past few days of sheer hell. Slowly Arnav moved her to the bed, lay her down and lay next to her, his head and face resting on her soft breasts, enjoying her lovingly stroking his hair, savoring the calm and peace she brought in his life. They lay there peacefully in each others arms, feeling bliss and contentment. How did he survive before she came along? He thought in wonderment….He sighed and nuzzled his head deeper in her, opening his eyes to find her beautiful crested peak just inches away from his mouth. Emotions changed in a fraction of  a second. The peace and contentment turned to a slow burning flame, a longing and he opened his mouth to capture her perfect pink nipple into his mouth and sucked at it, eliciting a startled pleasure filled gasp from Khushi.  “Aa..Arnav? what are you doing?, why?”

“You talk too much”..growled Arnav, “I will have to do something about it” and covered her mouth with his own, subtly silencing all her questions as she drowned under the onslaught of this tongue and she started kissing him back, feeling truly alive after so many days.

Arnav slowly turned so he was now lying on top of her and gently ran a hand over her bare back and lower to her salwar clad butt, gently caressing her there. Khushi moaned and closed her eyes shut. “Khushi, open your eyes, look at me.” Khushi slowly opened her eyes for find herself staring into his desire darkened orbs. Without breaking his eye-lock, he slowly nudged her legs apart with his knees and pressed his arousal to the core of her femininity, gently moving a little, relishing the pleasure he was providing her. He moved again and again, making her moan his name aloud in pleasure. “Next time Khushi we will do the same thing but with no clothes in between us. I want to feel your bare skin against mine.”

“Arnav!!” Khushi said in a hoarse voice, as heat pooled at her core, where she felt him pressed against her, wanting badly to feel him like he had said…curiosity and excitement building passion at the thought. She closed her eyes, unable to look at him, her mind lost at the wanton images his words had evoked, breathing hard to control the direction her thoughts were taking her. Arnav clenched his jaw in frustration, she was one responsive woman, he could read the desire in her eyes, he could read the longing to do what he wanted to do so clearly before she closed her eyes. He rolled over her, trying to take deep breaths to tame down his desire. This was not the place or the time but soon enough…soon enough he would take both of them to heaven…

A loud knock from outside broke his train of thoughts… Khushi jumped at the knock and looked with shock to Arnav. “Khushiji are you in there? asked Anjali from the other side. Khushi looked at Arnav with panic and mouthed…”now what..where will you go…please hide.” But Arnav refused, "No, enough of hiding, no more…” he replied.

Khushi did not understand, “please please Arnavji hide” she requested. He didn’t listen, “Khushi wear your clothes…”and then he took a deep breath and replied to Di. “Di.. give us a minute. Khushi is opening the door in a moment” leaving Khushi open mouthed. “Chote!! you are in there, with Khushiji, what are you doing in there?” came a flabbergasted question from the other side. Slowly Khushi  got up and opened the door unable to meet Anjaliji’s eyes. Anjali looked at the scene, Chote sitting on the bed, with his hair disheveled, Khushi’s tear stained eyes, but at the same time her eyes glowing and cheeks blushing red. “Chote, Khushiji, what’s happening in here?” 

“Di, Khushi and I are getting married”replied Arnav..

“WHAT!!! WHAT? what did you say? How?” asked a shocked Anjali, but things finally started to fall in place…Khushi’s announced engagement, his grouchy mood, his terrible temper! Her brother had finally fallen in love and a smile appeared on her face only to falter at the next thought…But what about Mr Khanna’s son…what about him..poor guy! she thought"What about Nishant, what will you guys tell him?” She questioningly looked at both of them. Arnav’s looked away, his blood boiled at the mere mention of his name but Khushi answered he…”Woh actually Anjaliji, there is no need..I..I had met him today morning to just tell him that I could not get married to him, or go ahead with the engagement…he understood and was fine with it…”

Arnav looked stunned!! His shock visible clearly on his face. Anjali’s face broke into unrestrained grin at her answer, she could not control her happiness anymore. Nani…Nani..she shouted.”Come on chote, Khushi we have got to go to Nani and take her blessings” and started leaving. Khushi looked at Arnav and started to follow Anjali, when Arnav said “Ek minute Khushi….” Khushi stopped to turn back and look at him ”You didn't intend to go ahead with the engagement…Why? Why did you say no to him Khushi?” Arnav asked, waiting for her to admit it, admit her feelings for him. “The same reason, you could not bear for him or anybody else to touch me…” she replied back cheekily.

“Coming?” Khushi asked. "You go. I will be there in a few minutes." replied Arnav back.  Khushi questioningly looked at him. He slowly got up from the bed and gazed downwards where his arousal was still clearly visible. “It takes a few minutes for a guy, you know...” he whispered making Khushi blush a deep red as she understood his meaning. “This time I will let you go, but don’t think you can escape so easily next time.” he smirkingly replied as Khushi made a dash out of there.