Scars ~ Part 37

“Arnav, I’ve got college so I’m leaving now.”

“What time will you come to the office? Do you and Raj not have the project to finish?”

“I think we’ll come in tomorrow.”

“But baby, I need to see you.”

“You’ll see me when I get home.”

“That’s not soon enough.”

 

Arnav pulled Khushi into his arms and kissed her lightly on the lips. Things had been going well. A couple of weeks had passed since the newspaper fiasco. Nothing had happened since, except for the fact that Khushi and Payal had found out that Shashi was filing for a divorce.

They broke apart and Khushi grabbed her bag and left the room. Once in the car, she couldn’t help but think about Shashi and Garima. Had she caused this? Was she the reason that they were ending their relationship after so many years?

 

*****

 

“Babuji, please, I understand why you are taking this step but…”

“Bitya, there is nothing more I can do. There are things which you do not know about, that are between your mother and I. It feels bad, but Payal, perhaps this is what needed to be done earlier.”

“Is there no way that you may change your decision?”

“No my dear child. And your mother agrees that perhaps this is the best thing to do.”

“But…”

“Somethings are inevitable. Somethings, just have to happen no matter what. And this is one of those things.”

 

*****

 

“Sir, I have your file.”

“Just leave it on my table Aman.”

 

Aman put the file down on the desk.

 

“Sir, you have a meeting with a Nishita Chauhan in 20 minutes.”

“Who?”

“I’m not sure, she’s not someone who’s name has come up before, but she said she wanted to speak t o you about some kind of big fashion show opportunity and the numbers she quoted were pretty grand,  so I scheduled an appointment in.”

“Alright, thank you Aman.”

 

Aman left and Arnav picked up his phone to find a text from Khushi saying that she missed him too. He put his phone down and went back to his laptop and started working again.

A little while later, a receptionist informed Arnav that his client had arrived and that she was waiting out in the hallway to be received.

 

“Can you tell Aman to show her up to my office?”

“Yes Sir.”

 

*****

 

“ASR?”

 

Arnav looked up to find he was looking at none other than Sheetal. Aman came running behind her. His face was a deep shade of red and he was clearly out of breath.

 

“I tried to stop her, but she came running up the moment I saw her.” Wheezed Aman.

“It’s okay, I’ll see what she has to say.”

 

Arnav gestured Aman to leave. Sheetal shut the door and walked over to the desk and sat down on it.

 

“What do you want Sheetal.”

“How dare you file a lawsuit against me?”

“How dare you frame me?”

“It’s called revenge Arnav.”

 

Arnav shook his head and laughed.

 

“I didn’t even do anything to you, what are you trying to get revenge for?”

“Choosing Khushi over me.”

“You just need to understand that I love her and not you okay, it’s not that big of a deal. One day you’ll meet someone as much as I love Khushi.”

“But I want you Raizada.”

 

Sheetal moved forward, her body inches away from Arnav. Arnav took a step back, increasing the distance between himself and Sheetal.

 

“Look, I don’t want to argue with you, but I honestly cannot deal with this. Please, just leave Sheetal.”

 

Sheetal looked straight into Arnav’s eyes, showing him that she wasn’t going to leave, that she wasn’t swaying by his pleas. She took her coat off and threw it to the side. Underneath she was wearing a short blue dress.

 

“Seriously, you need to leave.”

“No, let me show you what you can have.”

“I’m calling security…”

 

Sheetal pulled at the zip at the side of her dress, pulled it off of herself and let it land on the floor around her feet. She stepped out of the puddle which moments before was her dress.

 

“Are you really rejecting all this for Khushi?”

“Have some shame Sheetal. What the hell!”

 

She walked towards Arnav and he continued to move back until his back hit the wall.

 

“Shit.”

 

Sheetal carried on, closing in on Arnav until her body was on his. Arnav turned his face away from hers, and tried to push her away. With a vicelike grip, Sheetal took hold of Arnav’s collar, and pulled him onto herself, she lost her footing and landed on his desk, with Arnav on top of her.

Sheetal arched her body up, letting Arnav feel every single one of her soft curves. Arnav tried to move away from her, but she wouldn’t let him go. He looked to his side, and tried to reach for the button on the side of his desk to summon security. The button was too far and Arnav couldn’t reach.

Sheetal took hold of Arnav’s hand and placed it between her legs. Struggling still, Arnav tried to pull himself off of her, tried to move his hand away from her, but the more he tried to pull his hand away, the tighter she held onto him and the more she moved with his hand, so he was basically rubbing her down there.

 

“You’re a messed up sl*t.”

 

And that’s when Sheetal started screaming.

 

“HELP, HELP! SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME!”

Arnav froze, what? What the hell.

Security burst through the door, catching Arnav and Sheetal in this insanely compromising position.

 

“Please help me, he’s trying to force himself on me.”

“Wait what?”

 

The security guards came forward and pulled Arnav away from Sheetal, still unable to comprehend what was happening. Sheetal grabbed her coat off the floor and put it on, covering herself. She looked hysterical, playing the part of the victim so very convincingly.

 

“Please call the police. This was attempted rape.”

 

It finally clicked to Arnav what she was trying to do. His head snapped so that he was now facing her.

 

“Milan, Siddu, there’s nothing to report here, this bi*ch is trying to frame me.”

“No please! You have to call the police. I came here just to talk to him, apologise for everything, but he got mad and he tried to… Please…”

“Boys, she’s lying!”

 

The taller man of the two, Siddu, looked to his partner. This was highly uncomfortable for them.

 

“Sir… We have to call the police.”

“What the hell are you saying, take this little sl*t and throw her out of my building.”

“Sir…”

“I’m asking you to throw her out! I’m your boss. If the pair of you are defying me, I will have no choice but to sack you.”

 

At this point, Aman rushes into the room after hearing all the commotion.

 

“What the hell is going on here?”

“Your boss tried to rape me, and your security guards aren’t calling the police.”

 

Aman looked to ASR, shocked.

Milan looked up and decided what needed to be done here.

 

“Sir, I’m afraid that we will have to call the police. If we don’t and she files a complaint against us, we could lose our jobs.”

“But nothing happened here, if anything she was trying to force herself onto me and then made it look like it was the other way round to trap me!”

 

*****

 

“Mausaji, please, you have to reconsider, you and Maasi can’t get a divorce, you just can’t.”

“Bitya, I know how hard this must be for you to witness, and I know this isn’t the best for Payal either but…”

“If this is happening because of me, please just stop. I have my husband and I have my life and I am happy. Yes, it hurts that Maasi can’t accept me, but I’m over it, I’ve learnt how to deal with it and it doesn’t affect me any more.”

“I promise it isn’t because of you, this is something that should have happened a long time ago. Me and your Maasi, we have never been happy together. She doesn’t love me, she doesn’t see me as her husband. The only reason why we’ve been together so long is because I felt that perhaps, one day she would realise, but she hasn’t and I cant keep living like this.”

“But jiji…”

“Payal is a grown woman and she understands that this is for the best for everyone.”

“Surely, you guys can try.”

“Maybe we can, but to be honest with you Khushi, I’m not sure if I want to try any more. I don’t really see the point any more.”

“Well if this is what you want, and you are happy with this decision, then I will be by your side and I will support you through the whole ordeal.”

“Thank you Bitya, you really are my girl.”

 

*****

 

“You need to call Khushi…”

“ASR…”

“Call her and tell her.”

“Are you sure?”

“Just do it before I change my mind.”

 

Aman took his phone out of his pocket and dialled Khushi’s number. She answered after the first ring.

 

“Aman ji?”

“Bhabi, there’s been a problem.”

“What’s wrong?”

“ASR’s been arrested…”

 

*****

Author’s Note:

How was that for an update?! Can’t wait to hear what you all thought of it. Also I would like to take this moment to deliver some sad news… Scars is nearing its ends 😢 There’s a couple of more parts to go, but as you are reading this, I have already started my basic outline for the last part. So if there’s anything you guys would like to see (other than sex scenes) please let me know. If there are any questions that are yet to be answered in this story that you think I may have forgotten about, please post them below. 

Finally, I’d like to say that today is my 4 year anniversary on this blog! Can you believe I started writing stories for Arhi over 4 years ago?! So for my readers who have been here since the first day I started this blog, thank you so much for staying with me through this journey and to new readers, thank you for joining my small world and hope you stay with me because I still have many stories to tell!

Thank you all for all the love and support you have given me and I can’t wait to have another amazing year here on this blog. x

PS: I was just looking through my ‘Reader’ bit and I came across this about nominating your favourite stories for the hall of fame. https://wordpress.com/read/feeds/34429397/posts/1212101253 Please do have a look at this and nominate you’re fave stories. I have a number of completed stories, so if you think there is any that is worthy of this, please do nominate me, it would mean sooo much to me! Thanks again and love you all!