Scars ~ Part 30

The house was tided, everyone was ready and Khushi was highly annoyed. She wanted to spend time with her husband but now, his friend was coming to stay with them for a couple of days. Great (!)

 

“Khushi you’ll honestly love her, she’s the best!”

 

Khushi smiled and nodded. She wasn’t convinced. As much as she wanted to meet Arnav’s friend Sheetal, she didn’t want to meet her. She was so worried she wouldn’t live up to his friends expectations.

A little while later there was a knock at the door and Arnav rushed to open it. He looked like a little kid, super excited to see his friend.

He opened the door and a tall, slim woman walked in. She could have been a model.

 

“Arnie. It’s so good to see you again.”

“It’s been such a long time, come in!”

Arnav led Sheetal into the house and let her have a seat.

“So what brings you back to India after such a long time?”

“I was just missing everyone so much. I haven’t seen my friends and family in a really long time and I felt as though I should come back for a while.”

“How long are you staying?”

“Only about a month.”

“And you are staying at our house for a couple of days aren’t you?”

“Of course! How can I come to India and not stay at yours. And I have to meet your wife don’t I! I can’t believe you got married Arnie.”

“I can’t either. But you know what, I’m glad I did marry Khushi, she’s made me so happy.”

“Khushi has made you khushi.”

“Yes basically.

 

Payal brought out tea and snacks for Arnav and his friend and couldn’t help but smile. She still hadn’t had time to speak to Khushi properly, but just by looking at her sister, she knew that things had changed between her and Arnav and that they had changed for the better.

 

“Where is she then, this Khushi of yours?”

“Payal, could you go and call Khushi down please?”

“Ji bhai.”

 

Payal went upstairs and notified Khushi that Arnav was looking for her. Khushi nodded. She began to leave the room when Payal stopped her.

 

“What is it jiji?”

“Before you go, tell me one thing, have you and Arnav bhai consummated?”

“JIJI!”

“Just tell me! I’ve asked you so many times before.”

 

Khushi looked away and blushed shyly. Payal smirked and playfully slapped Khushi on the arm.

 

“You’ve finally done it then.”

“Yes jiji, we have.”

“Go now, we’ll talk about it all later.”

 

Khushi shook her head and rushed off. As much as it was embarrassing to talk to her jiji about these things, she knew this is what sisters did, they talked about things that they couldn’t talk to anyone else about. Maybe she would talk to Payal. Not about all things, but definitely somethings.

Khushi was in her own little world as she made her way down the stairs. Sheetal looked up and saw Khushi coming down and couldn’t help but feel her smile slide away slightly. Arnav got to his feet and made his way over to Khushi. He wrapped his arm around her waist and Khushi smiled. He led her over to Sheetal and they sat down and that’s when Khushi saw her…

 

*****

 

“Khushi, what the hell was that about?”

“I’m sorry I just…”

“That was so god damn rude!”

“Arnav…”

“You do not just get up and rush off like that when you’re meeting someone important to me!”

 

Khushi looked down, tears brimming in her eyes. Arnav saw this and he couldn’t help but feel his heart break a little. Maybe he was being a bit harsh on her. He lifted Khushi’s chin with his finger.

 

“Hey hey, don’t cry. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be so harsh.”

“No no, you’re right. I shouldn’t have left like that.”

“It’s nothing I just… Felt really awkward.”

“I understand, its fine. I’m sorry I was so hard on you. I get it it’s a little awkward for you to meet new people, I’m sorry baby.”

 

Khushi hugged Arnav and he held her close, breathing in her soft scent. They broke apart slowly and Arnav looked at the time.

 

“You’re probably really tired. We haven’t really had time to rest since we got back and it’s pretty late now. You should go to sleep.”

“What about you?”

“Let me just show Sheetal to her room and then I’ll come to bed. Have you got to go back to college tomorrow?”

 

Khushi nodded. She’d kind of forgotten about college. But she was excited to get back and see all her friends.

Arnav left and she could hear him apologizing on Khushi’s behalf. She hated that he had to say sorry. Especially to her.

 

*****

 

It was 7am the next morning, Khushi was awake and ready for the day ahead of her. She got out of bed and looked at her slumbering husband, he looked so innocent while he was sleeping. She carefully got out of bed and started to get ready.

At half 7, she was ready and dressed. Arnav too was awake now and starting to get ready. Khushi made her way downstairs and went into the kitchen where she bumped straight into Sheetal.

 

“Watch it!”

“I’m so sorry.”

“Ah. Khushi.”

 

Khushi looked up at Sheetal. Normally she wouldn’t be that much taller than Khushi, but right now, she was wearing 6 inch heels so she was towering over Khushi.

 

“It’s good to see you again. How have you been holding up?”

“I…”

“Tell me. How did you manage to bag Arnav?”

 

Khushi looked down, not knowing what to say.

 

“So you haven’t changed much then.”

“What do you mean?”

“You’re still a small scrawny little crap that can’t defend herself.”

“I…”

“What are you going to do, rush off and hide like you always do.”

“Please leave me alone.”

“You should just leave Khushi. Arnav could never love someone like you, you’re not his type.”

 

*****

 

Authors note: So I hope you enjoyed that! As you can tell, a new bump in the story has arrived. It’s evident Khushi and Sheetal already know each other, but how? Do let me know what your ideas are and I shall see you all again very soon! 

Scars ~ Part 29

It was a week later and Arnav and Khushi had made the most of their honeymoon. They had seen all that Paris had to offer than and had also attended a high profile fashion show so that Khushi could take pictures.They had enjoyed each others presence to the max and made the most of their alone time.

But alas, their time in Paris had come to an end and so were sharing a steamy love making session to top off a great week filled with passion.

“Have you enjoyed this week then?”

“I’ve loved every moment of it, thank you from bringing me here Arnav.”

“It was my pleasure. I’m so glad we did come, it’s allowed me too get to know you better.”

“And me, you. Arnav…”

“What is it baby?”

“When we go home will we still be able to do this?”

“Of course, why shouldn’t we be able to?”

“It’s because you’ll be busy with the office and I’ll have college and work. You always come home late from work and you’re always tired.”

“Well things are going to change now. I promise you, you don’t have to worry.”

“Will I still be able to come into AR?”

“Why shouldn’t you be able to?”

“Because everyone knows we’re married now.”

“It doesn’t matter. Just because we’re married doesn’t mean anything will change in the office. In the office I’m your boss and we will maintain a professional relationship. When we get home however, things will be highly different.”

Khushi blushed and buried her head into Arnav’s chest.

“You’ve made me the luckiest woman on earth Arnav.”

“No, you’ve made me the luckiest man on earth. I don’t deserve you Khushi. You’re an angel.”

“I’m really not.”

“I assure you, you are. It took me a good amount of time to realise it, but now that I know, nothing ever is going to change how I see you. You’re perfect, in every single way.”

Biting down on her lip Khushi moved further into Arnav, feeling sleep beginning to take over her body.

“Go to sleep baby, tomorrow we have to sort things out and then we have to leave.”

Arnav held onto Khushi and soon both drifted off into oblivion.

*****

“Khushi hurry! We need to get moving.”

“I’m nearly done.”

Khushi put the last of her things into her suitcase and Arnav made sure that they hadn’t left anything lying around.

“I can’t believe we’re leaving in like half an hour!”

“This weeks gone by pretty quickly.”

“Arnav, it’s been so much fun hasn’t it?”

“I’ve had the best time Khushi!”

Arnav and Khushi carried on doing their individual tasks, making sure that everything was set and so that they could leave.

*****

It was later the same evening and Arnav and Khushi arrived home. They sat down in the living room with everyone around them and Anjali made them tea. Payal looked to Khushi and lifted her eyebrows and Khushi blushed.

Arnav took out a gift bag out of his hand luggage and slowly started pulling out individual packages. He handed Akaash and Shyam similar boxes, wrapped in shiny blue paper. He handed Payal and Anjali presents  wrapped in gold paper. Finally he handed Manorama and Nani jewelry boxes wrapped in silver paper.

Everyone opened their presents. Shyam and Akaash had been gifted Channel cuff links, Payal and Anjali had been given Prada handbags with matching purses. Finally, Nani and Manorama opened their gifts and gasped. Arnav and Khushi had gifted them both high end French jewelry.

“Chote! What was the need for all of this! You and Khushi went on honeymoon.”

“We know, but we couldn’t come back without a little something for everyone.”

“But Arnav bitwa, there was no need for this.”

“Mamiji it was honestly nothing.”

“You children must be tired, you should go and freshen up.”

Arnav and Khushi nodded and they made their way up to their room. Once Khushi shut the door behind her, Arnav took Khushi into his arms and kissed her deeply. He allowed his hands to move along her body.

“Arnav…”

“Lets make love.”

“Now?”

“Yes!”

“No!”

Arnav moved Khushi towards the bed, ignoring her protest. He knew she wanted him as much as he wanted her.

They started to get into the moment when there was a loud knock on the door.

“Nanav!”

“This better be good NK.”

“Nanav you’re friend is coming tomorrow!”

“What friend?”

“A friend from uni.”

“Uni?”

“Di said her name was Sheetal.”

“Sheetal’s coming?”

Arnav moved away from Khushi, gave her a moment to sort her outfit out and then opened the door.

“She’s in the country!?”

“Yes and she’s coming! So you and bhabi need to get ready to meet her tomorrow.”

Arnav nodded and then shut the door behind himself.

“Who’s Sheetal?”

“She’s a friend from university. She is a little bit younger than me but she’s really nice and I can’t wait for you to meet her, you’ll love her!”

Khushi nodded and moved to get things ready. So much for taking it easy and just spending some quiet time together.

Scars ~ Part 28

Arnav and Khushi got back  to their cabin and Arnav locked the door and Khushi kicked off her shoes.

“I had such a great time today.”

“Me too. Do you want to go out again tomorrow and see more of Paris.”

“Actually, I was kind of hoping we could just stay at home and spend time together.”

Arnav moved closer to Khushi and sat down beside her on the sofa.

“Just stay at home and do nothing or do you have other ideas in mind…”

Khushi blushed and Arnav kissed her lightly.

“You’re addicting Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada.”

“I am?”

“Absolutely, You’re like a drug to me.”

Khushi bit her lip slightly and Arnav moved into her and rubbed her lip with his thumb.

“Can I take you to bed?”

“Do you really need to ask?”

*****

It was a couple of hours later and Arnav finally rolled off Khushi and gathered the sheets up around them.

“You really know how to move don’t you?”

“Arnav!”

Khushi playfully smacked Arnav’s shoulder and he took her hand into his.

“Oi oi, watch it, otherwise I’ll make sure you can’t sit properly for a week.”

Khushi blushed a deep shade of red and Arnav let his hands wander along her body.

“Arnav, stop na, we’ve been at it for so long.”

“I told you, I’m addicted to you.”

“I am too.”

“Then why would you want me to stop?”

Khushi couldn’t find anything to say and Arnav smirked.

“It’s because you don’t want me to stop do you?”

Khushi shook her head and blushed.

“You like what I do to you?”

Khushi nodded.

“I leave you wanting more and more each time, don’t I?”

Once again Khushi nodded.

“You’re just as addicted to me as I am to you.”

Khushi hid her face in Arnav’s chest and he chuckled. He thought back to when he and Khushi got married, he thought he’d never find his pleasure in her. God how wrong was he? He felt like such a jerk, such a douche for thinking like that about Khushi. She was talented, educated, she had the modern touch as well as being perfectly traditional, just as his family had wanted, and more than anything she was a loving wife, who was willing to try anything and everything Arnav was offering her.

“Khushi I want to do it a different way.”

“What do you mean?”

“I want to try a new position.”

Khushi pulled her head out of Arnav’s chest and looked at him, confused.

“I’m confused.”

“I want to make love to you in a new way.”

“Ohhh, you mean like in a different WAY.”

“Yes. So you know how we did it in the shower, that was a different position.”

“Don’t worry, I get what you mean now.”

“So, are you up to trying something new.”

“With you Arnav, I’m willing to try anything.”

Arnav helped Khushi up and then lay down again himself. He pulled Khushi on top of himself and got her to straddle him.

“You want me to be on top?”

“Yes.”

“I can’t.”

“You can.”

Khushi shuffled tentatively and Arnav kissed her.

“What if I can’t…”

“Then I’ll take over.”

“Do you think I’m good enough?”

At this, Arnav pulled Khushi fully onto himself and kissed her deeply. He slowly pulled away and helped Khushi back into the position she was in.

“You’re amazing and you’re perfect and you give me so much pleasure.”

Khushi bit her lip and then leaned forward and kissed Arnav. He’d just said she gave him so much pleasure when in fact it was he who pleasured her. Today she would change that and take the lead. Khushi broke the kiss and let her hands run along Arnav’s body.

She let herself feel the hard planes of his body. She allowed herself to kiss his nipples and she carried on down his body to his belly button. Khushi placed little butterfly kisses around his belly button and Arnav could feel the blood pounding through his body, down to his member, which was getting harder and harder as time passed. Khushi noticed this and turned her attention to Arnav’s manliness. She took it into her hands and rubbed it ever so slightly and Arnav fell back into the bed, his eyes shut tight. Khushi ran the tip of her tongue along the top of his manhood and Arnav grabbed hold of the sheets by his side. She realised she was having the right kind of effect on him and so took as much of his hard, long length into her mouth as she could. Arnav gasped, she was causing havoc to his senses. Arnav let out a groan and Khushi smiled to herself, she was clearly going in the right direction.

Khushi held the base of his shaft and let her tongue run along the top and the sides. She could feel Arnav harden in her hands and mouth and it brought her a huge feeling of pride, knowing she was capable of doing this to him.

When she felt that she was ready, she got into a comfortable position and guided his penis into her. Arnav’s eyes snapped open and he held her waist and helped her do her thing. Khushi sighed at the feeling of him filling her body.

“God you’re so beautiful Khushi.”

“I feel so exposed like this.”

“You don’t have to hide anything from me. You’re mine.”

Khushi smiled and Arnav grabbed her waist and helped her move. When Khushi gained momentum, Arnav let go of her waist and let her move herself. Using her legs and all the power she had, she moved, up and down, letting him out and then taking him in again. She went slowly and carefully, not wanting to hurt his member. She pulled Arnav up slightly, so that she was still on top and was doing all the work, but she was able to kiss him. They were now in a sitting position, facing each other, foreheads resting against each others. She took his lips into hers and they kissed, passionately as she carried on her deed. As they were facing each other, Arnav took her breasts into his hands and played with them. Khushi carried on the motion she had set for them.

“AH, Arnavv…”

“Fu*k, this feels so good baby.”

“I’m doing it right then.”

“Move faster.”

Khushi picked up her pace and went a bit faster, making sure at all times she wasn’t hurting him. Arnav clutched onto her bottom and sucked on her breasts, he could feel Khushi’s climax building and he too wasn’t sure how much longer he could hold himself off for. Khushi’s legs were shaking, her control over her body slipping away. A fine line of sweat glistened on her skin. Arnav could feel that her legs were about to give way and so he pushed her back into the bed, maintaining their intimate link.

“Ar…”

“Sh, let me take over.”

Arnav took over and withdrew and then plunged back in. He carried on, hard and fast until he pushed Khushi off the edge and he too came.

He held her close to his body and he tucked her into the bed. He ran a finger down her face and smiled.

“Aren’t you a little firecracker?”

“Arnav…”

Khushi blushed and hid her face in Arnav’s chest.

“Are you seriously feeling shy after that?”

“Yes…”

Arnav brought Khushi’s face away from his chest and kissed her.

“You don’t need to feel shy any more. I’m all yours and you’re all mine…”

*****

Authors note: Hey guys hope you enjoyed that. I found it hard to write but it felt like it needed to be done! 

I feel as though I will try and update every Sunday now, because it’s convenient for me (most of the time) and this way I know I have an entire week to work on an update and so I can be ready for it and you guys know when to look for the update. I don’t have a specific updating time, however normally I’ll probably update at around 7-8 pm UK time. 

Hope you enjoy this and I shall see you all again real soon, byeee x

Scars ~ Part 27

Arnav and Khushi got ready and then let their cabin. They had some breakfast in a nearby cafe. Arnav had recommended the French toast and Khushi laughed.

“What you can’t come to France and not have an French toast and croissants.”

They ate their food and made small talk and then they decided where they wanted to go.

“Where would you like to go first?”

“Can we go and see the Eiffel Tower?”

“Of course we can.”

So they finished their breakfast and then left to get a cab.

“Eiffel Tower se vous plait.” (Eiffel Tower please.)

The man nodded and they drove off. Arnav leaned in towards Khushi and pointed something out to her. Khushi nodded.

“How do you know so much about France?”

“I’ve come before numerous times as a part of work.”

“Ah of course. Raj would love to come to France, the photography opportunities are everywhere.”

“You should take some nice pictures for the both of you. I can get you into a fashion show if you want me to.”

“Could you really?!”

“Of course I can, I’m Arnav Singh Raizada, people know me and AR all across the world.”

The cab driver stopped the car and turned to them.

“ASR?”

“Yes?”

“I know you.”

The cab driver looked awkwardly, mumbled a word of sorry in French and then began driving again. Arnav chuckled and turned to Khushi.

“Dekha, yeh bhi mejhe jaanti hai.” (You see, even he knows me)

“Hum Hindi main kyune baat kar rahi hoon?” (Why are we talking in Hindi?)

“Taake uska ehsaas na ho ki hum uski baare main baat kar rahi hoon.” (So that he doesn’t realise we’re talking about him)

“I see what you meant Arnav. Looks like people do know my husband.”

“Are you proud of me?”

“Very!”

Khushi gave Arnav a peck on the cheek and he laughed. Finally they arrived at the Eiffel tower. Arnav paid the cab driver and they both jumped out. Khushi looked up in awe, there before her very eyes was the one and only Eiffel Tower.

Unable to contain her joy, she grabbed Arnav’s and and they made their way to the lift that would take them to the top. There were people in front of them, so they had to wait a short while, but soon enough they were at the top of the tower. Khushi rushed forward and looked down.

“Arnav look! You can see the whole of Paris! It looks so beautiful.”

“That’s not true beauty. I’ve seen the real definition of beauty.”

“Where?”

“You.”

Khushi blushed and hugged Arnav.

“Thank you.”

“Why are you thanking me?”

“For bringing me here.”

“I knew you’d love France.”

“And I do, I adore it!”

Arnav leaned in and kissed Khushi. He didn’t linger because he knew she wouldn’t appreciate people witnessing their intimate moment, but he couldn’t help himself. He pulled away from a blushing Khushi.

“Arnav…”

“We’re in Paris, city of love, people will understand.”

They moved away from each other and they took pictures from the top of the Eiffel Tower and then a man offered to take a picture of them too. They stayed at the top for quite a while but of course, it was soon time to go down again and Arnav asked Khushi we’re she would like to go next.

“Can we go to Notre Dame?”

“Of course we can, but if we go there, we won’t really be able to go anywhere else today. I don’t mind what we decide to do.”

“That’ll be fine.”

So they got into the lift and made their way down. They spoke about the other places they wanted to go over the next few days.

“Would you like to grab something to eat before we go to Notre Dame?”

“I don’t really mind, I’m not too hungry yet.”

“I say we get a little something so we don’t get too hungry later.”

Khushi nodded and they got a cab and went off to a restaurant. They ordered a light lunch, ate and then left.

“I really should just hire us a car, so much easier than getting a cab everywhere.”

“You can’t drive here!”

“Why can’t I? I’ve driven in the UK and in the US and I drive in India all the time. I can manage.”

“As long as you know you can manage.”

“How about I just hire a car and get a driver? Would you be happier that way?”

“Yes!”

“Then that’s what we’ll do.”

A cab halted and they got in and their journey to the Notre Dame began. When they got their and get out of the cab, Khushi gasped at the site of the grand building. Arnav looked up himself and his eyes fell on the gargoyles. Why would you have gargoyles on a cathedral?

They gained entry and they went inside and what they saw amazed both of them.

The grand structure of the building overwhelmed them. Khushi grabbed hold of Arnav’s hand and led him over to show him something.

They spent ages, looking at different things and then it was finally time to leave. Arnav and Khushi got a cab and then made their way back to their cabin. Once in the car, Khushi cuddled up to Arnav.

“I had such a great time today!”

“I did too and I’m glad you enjoyed it all.”

“Thank you for everything Arnav.”

“Thank you for giving me a second chance baby.”

*****

Authors note : Okay so I rarely do notes like this at the bottom of updates, but I felt like I really needed to with this one. I hope you guys can forgive me for this bog standard update. I’m really annoyed with how I’ve written it and I honestly feel like it’s my worst part to date. Please do leave me feedback for this part and tell me how you think I could improve it, and then next time when I want something like this again, I’ll try to make it better 🙂

Also, I plan to start updating at least once a week again, but I am really busy so we’ll see how it plans out. 

Finally, I understand it’s been quite a while since I started this story so I recommend everyone go back and read the story from the beginning if you cannot remember what’s happened. There are some lose ends from the start of the story which I will start patching up now and if you can’t remember what happened before, you may not fully see where I am coming from in newer parts. 

Scars ~ Part 26

Arnav was lying on his back and Khushi had her head on his chest.

 

“Khushi…”

“Yes?”

“Why did you fall in love with me?”

“Because… Because you’re my husband.”

“That’s it?”

“No, because you’re an amazing person, with a beautiful personality and you’re ever so handsome.”

“But I was an idiot to you…”

“I thought we said we were going to start again?”

 

Arnav took his wrist into his hands. It was still bandaged up. Khushi tried to take it out of his grip but Arnav didn’t let it go.

 

“I hurt you…”

“No I hurt myself.”

“If I wasn’t a complete twat you wouldn’t have done what you did.”

“Arnav…”

“I could have lost you Khushi and it would have been all my fault.”

“I’m sorry I hurt you, I really am.”

“No, I’m sorry I hurt you. I was such a…”

“Arnav please. This is a new start for us.”

“But Khushi, you can’t just expect me to forget.”

“It’s going to take time, but please, I really want us to move on. I want to forget and I want to enjoy my life now.”

“It’s not just going to go away like that, we both know that.”

“Times heals everything. Can’t we try Arnav?”

“Of course we can…”

 

Arnav kissed the top of Khushi’s head and she looked over to the clock.

 

“Arnav it’s half 10! We should get out of bed now.”

“We’re on honeymoon. We don’t need to get out of bed. Honeymoons were made so we can stay in bed and make the most of each other. So we can bond and learn about each other.”

“Haven’t we done enough bonding?”

 

Khushi blushed and Arnav tickled Khushi.

 

“Cheeky! Are you hungry?”

“Very!”

“Then I guess we should have some breakfast.”

 

Arnav got out of bed and Khushi watched him get up. Arnav turned back to face her and Khushi hid her eyes.

 

“You can look you know, you saw me like this and you’ve slept with me like this.”

“I know, but it’s a different thing altogether seeing you like this in broad daylight.”

“I wouldn’t mind seeing you naked in broad daylight.”

 

Khushi covered her face with the duvet and Arnav laughed and made his way to the bathroom.

5 minutes later Khushi too got out of bed . She covered herself with the blanket and sat on the edge of the bed and smiled to herself. She could hear the water running in the bathroom and this gave her an idea. She stood up with the blanket still covering her and walked over to the bathroom. She tried the door and to her delight Arnav hadn’t locked the door. She stepped in and shut the door behind her. Once inside she looked to the shower cubicle and saw Arnav stood under the shower with his back to her, it seemed as though he hadn’t realised she’d walked in. Khushi let the blanket drop to the floor and she walked over and got into the shower with Arnav. She hugged him from behind and he jumped slightly.

 

“What the…”

“Hi…”

“When did you…?”

“I wanted to have a shower too.”

“So you decided to shower with me.”

“Yes, is there a problem with that?”

 

Arnav turned around to face her and pushed Khushi against the glass of the cubicle. His lips latched onto her neck and he let his hands play with her body.

 

“Ah Arnav…”

“Did you think you’d just shower with me?”

“I…”

 

Arnav let his hand move down Khushi’s body and he pushed a finger into her. Another hand teased her breasts, causing her nipples to harden. He took one of the hardened buds between his lips and sucked. Khushi took in a harsh breath and held onto Arnav.

 

“How is it, after an entire night, I still want you so god damn much. I want to take you, here, now, in this shower. And you want me too. You’re so wet, so ready for me.”

“Who’s stopping you? I’m in here with you because I want you too.”

 

Arnav backed Khushi into the glass of the shower cubicle and he lifted her ever so slightly. Arnav let his hand move down south and he hooked his finger into her. Khushi gasped and moved in to kiss Arnav. Arnav positioned himself and entered her.

 

“Ahh…”

“Just hold onto me.”

 

Khushi held on for dear life and Arnav thrust himself in to her and then slowly extracted himself. He then plunged himself into her again and this cycle continued for a while. Khushi pressed herself into him and rested her face in the crook of his neck. Arnav grabbed hold of Khushi leg and wrapped it tightly around his waist and she felt him move further inside her.

 

“Ahh…”

“Shh”

 

Arnav continued his penetration and Khushi let her nails dig into his back, this was a completely different feeling, completely new and she couldn’t take it.

 

“I can’t…

“You’re close, I know… But carry on with me baby, come for me…”

 

They both did what they needed to do and then they both reached their peak. Arnav held Khushi close to him and then slowly sat her down on the little step on the inside of the shower cubicle. Arnav too sat down next to her.

 

“Are you okay?”

 

Khushi nodded and then blushed.

 

“We made love in a shower?”

“Absolutely.”

“Is that even normal?”

“Why shouldn’t it be?”

“Do normal people do that?”

“Yeah.”

 

Arnav laughed at Khushi’s innocence.

 

“You’re so cute.”

“We both need to shower properly now.”

 

Khushi got up and started to leave and Arnav held her back.

 

“We can shower together…”

 

He grabbed the bottle of shower gel and got some into his hands, he rubbed them together and lathered Khushi with it. His hands moved over her chest, her breasts and then down to her abdomen. He then dared to let his hand move lower…

He moved her toward the spray of water and watched as all the soap fell off her body. He then grabbed the shampoo and massaged it into Khushi’s hair. Khushi moaned as his fingers worked their magic in her hair. When her hair was washed, he let all the soap rinse out. Khushi then grabbed the shower gel and worked her magic on Arnav’s body.

 

“Your body is perfect Arnav…”

“As is yours.”

 

Khushi blushed and they both let all soap spuds wash out of their body. Arnav switched the water off and he grabbed two big towels. He wrapped Khushi up in one and then wrapped himself in one. They got out of the shower and went into their room and they both got dressed.

 

“We should shower together more often baby…”

Scars – Part 25

Arnav and Khushi opened the door to their little honeymoon cabin and Arnav lifted Khushi into his arms. They were still in their registry finery, a newly wedded couple to everyone around them.

Arnav kicked the door shut and took Khushi into the bedroom and put her down on the bed. He sat down himself and leaned over and kissed her. He kissed her full on, on the mouth and was hungry, oh so hungry. He kissed her like a man who’d been starved all his life. He placed his hands on Khushi’s thighs and made his way to her waist and moved closer to her. He could feel Khushi kissing him back and she moved into him, trying to get more of him. She placed her hands flat on his chest. Arnav’s hands moved up from her waist, up the side of her breasts and rested when he was holding her head in place. Khushi too let her hands move off his body and into his hair. Their kiss intensified, neither wanting to come up for air, both needing so much more.

Arnav moved away, making Khushi whimper ever so slightly. He cupped her face and looked into her eyes.

 

“I’m so sorry Khushi, so sorry for being an idiot and not seeing how amazing you were right from the start.”

“It’s okay… It really is. This is a new start for us, we should just forget about the past and start again. We’re on honeymoon, from tonight our relationship changes and we can start again.”

“What did I do to be blessed with you in my life?”

“You’re the blessing in my life, you made my crappy life amazing.”

“And I’m going to make it even more amazing. I’m going to give you everything you deserve Khushi, I promise you. Starting from tonight…”

 

Arnav took Khushi’s hand and they got off the bed. He let go of her hands and went to switch the lights off and he lit a few of the candles. He came back over to Khushi and kissed her again. He placed his hands on her neck and pulled her close to himself and Khushi too held Arnav close to himself. He pushed his hands into her hair and Arnav bit her lip slightly, making Khushi gasp. The kiss was raw, passionate, hungry. Arnav’s hands continued to roam and then they settled on her shoulders and he began to push her shrug away. He pushed it off her and let his hands travel the length of her bare arms. Arnav broke the kiss and looked to Khushi. Khushi looked back at him and bit her lip.

 

“Don’t bite your lip. It does things to me.”

 

Arnav moved into Khushi and reached behind her and pulled at the zip of her dress. The zip came down all the way to the base of her back. It was abrupt, but Khushi moved in and kissed Arnav, her hands inside his suit jacket. He kissed her in return and let his hands explore her exposed back. Her skin was so soft. Khushi pushed his jacket away and then fiddled with the buttons of his shirt. She took all the buttons off and pushed the shirt off him, never breaking the kiss. Arnav too pushed Khushi’s dress off her and it gathered around her feet. He broke the kiss and looked at her. There she stood before him, in nothing but her black bra and panties and her heels. Khushi stepped out of her dress and kicked her shoes off. She looked up at Arnav he looked at her.

 

“God. You’re beautiful. So sexy.”

 

He moved into her, asked for her permission using his eyes. He reached behind her and unclipped her bra and pulled it away. Khushi tried to raise her arms to cover herself but Arnav stopped her. He kissed her neck and took a breast into his hands and felt her. Khushi’s head fell back and she moaned.

 

“Arnavji…”

“Arnav.”

“What.”

“Call me Arnav.”

“I…”

“When I make love to you, when I pleasure you, I want you to say my name Khushi. I want to hear you moan my name. I want to know that I can give you what you deserve.”

 

Arnav knelt down and kissed the inside of her thighs, ever so close to her most feminine part. He hooked his fingers into her panties and pulled them down slowly. Khushi pushed her thighs together but that didn’t stop him. Arnav lifted her off her feet once more and put her down onto the bed. He then got up and pulled his own trousers and boxers away from him. Khushi looked at him and her eyes fell on him. His masculinity.

He moved onto her and touched her body, Khushi arched back into the bed.

 

“Do you see what you do to me Khushi. Look at me.”

 

Khushi opened her eyes, her mind was all so hazy but she saw him.

 

“This is what you do to me. We haven’t even done anything more than kiss, you haven’t even needed to touch me and look at me. You’ve got me so hard. It’s all you baby, you.”

 

He reached over to the bedside table and picked up the box of condoms. Khushi stopped him.

 

“Khushi we need…”

“We don’t…”

“We don’t?”

“I’m telling you, we don’t need protection Arnav.”

 

Khushi looked at him and bit her lip.

 

“F**k I told you what that does to me!”

 

He moved onto her, kissing her, touching her body. He let his hands move south and he pushed a finger into her.

 

“Arnav!”

 

He moved his finger in her. She was so tight, so wet. She wanted him and that made him harder. He re-positioned himself above her.

 

“I promise you Khushi, this is the last time I’ll ever hurt you again.”

 

He thrust into her and Khushi felt as though her body had hit a live wire.

 

“Oh god.”

 

Her body arched up and she gasped. Arnav moved in her, holding her down, kissing her. Khushi wrapped her long slender legs around his waist, pulling him closer to himself. Their bodies moved together like a musical symphony. Khushi’s moans filled the room and Arnav kept going, pumping his body into hers over and over again.

 

“Arnav…”

“What is it baby?”

“Something’s happening.”

“I know, it’s happening to me to… Come for me baby…”

 

He continued his penetration, carried on going with the same speed and intensity. Khushi could feel her climax building… Building…

 

“Arna…”

 

And she came. Just like that and he did too. Arnav held himself in her for a moment and he kissed her forehead. Slowly he withdrew himself and tumbled onto the bed beside her and Khushi hid her face in his chest.

 

“Are… Are you okay Khushi?”

 

Khushi nodded and Arnav lifted her face.

 

“Are you sure you’re not hurting or anything?”

“I’m fine.”

“Are you tired?”

 

Khushi nodded. Arnav pulled the blanket over him and tucked her in.

 

“Go to sleep baby.”

 

He held her close and Khushi felt sleep take over her body…

 

*****

 

It must have been a couple of hours later, the sun hadn’t risen yet. Khushi woke up and smiled.

 

“Morning baby.”

“Morning.”

“When did you wake up?”

“5 minutes before you? Are you okay, do you want anything?”

 

Khushi shook her head and blushed. Arnav kissed her lightly.

 

“Last night… Khushi last night was just… You were… I have no words baby.”

“Is that a good thing?”

“Of course. You left me breathless and speechless!”

“Arnavji I know I’m not totally experienced in this department…”

 

Arnav placed a finger on Khushi’s lip to stop her from talking.

 

“Okay firstly, you call me Arnav from now. Just Arnav, all the time, not just in bed. The way you say my name is so god damn sexy and secondly, this is new for both of us, it was the first time for both of us last night. So us doing this together, we’ll learn from each other and we’ll both progress together.”

“You’ve never…”

“Never. I don’t know why. I always thought I loved Maya, but at the same time I didn’t want to get serious with her if I knew we couldn’t get married.”

 

Khushi cuddled Arnav and love for him filled her body. He really was one in a million. She suddenly felt his body go rigid and she moved back.

 

“What’s wrong Arnavji… I mean, Arnav.”

“Last night, you said we didn’t need protection?”

“Oh…” Khushi looked away and blushed a deep shade of crimson. Arnav tilted her chin up to him.

 

“Khushi, move the blankets and look at what state we’re in. You don’t need to be so shy.”

 

Khushi blushed and playfully lifted the blankets.

 

“When did you put your shorts back on?”

“You can’t expect me to sleep in the raw like you.”

“Why not?”

“Because someone gets hurt if I don’t sleep with clothes on him. And if he’s hurt how can he pleasure you?”

 

Khushi laughed.

 

“Now tell me.”

“I… I’ve been taking the pill for a while.”

“You have?”

“Since after Valentines…”

“How come?”

“After what happened between us, I just got the hope that, maybe it wasn’t a mistake and maybe we would…”

“So you’ve been taking the pill every single day?”

“Yes.”

“So I don’t have to worry about you telling me we’re going to become parents just yet?”

 

Khushi giggled and Arnav held her close to himself.

 

“We should go back to sleep it’s still really early.”

“But I don’t want to go to sleep again.”

“What do you want to do then?”

 

Khushi moved into Arnav and kissed him. Arnav moved back so that he could lie flat on his back and allowed Khushi to move on top of him. Khushi allowed herself to kiss him and also let her hands get a good exploration of his body. Arnav wrapped his arms around Khushi and kissed her and back let her feel his skin. Her hands moved over his chest and abs and carried on going. Khushi came up for air and looked into his eyes. Khushi’s hands carried on making their way down. She found the waistband of his boxers and allowed her hands to move inside and took his penis into her hands and she instantly felt him harden.

 

“Khushi…”

 

Khushi grinned and let her hand move over his length and Arnav groaned.

 

“Stop.”

“Do you really want me to stop?”

“No…”

 

Khushi smirked and carried on her torture. Arnav did everything in his strength to hold himself together, but he could feel himself harden more than anything else. When Arnav knew he couldn’t take it any more, he flipped Khushi onto her back and moved on top of her. Khushi giggled and pulled him close to herself.

 

“You’re going to pay for that babes…”

 

 

Coming up on Scars and Unwanted

“You should just leave Khushi!”

 

“I’m going to have ASR’s baby.”

 

“He could never love someone like you, you’re not his type!”

 

“I don’t understand why you’re doing all this now Khushi, what happened?”

 

“I wish I could love him.”

 

“I love YOU dammit!”

 

“Goodbye Arnav.”

 

*****

 

So I hope I’ve built some kind of suspense here. I’ve got so many ideas for both my stories I’m actually so excited! I feel like “Scars” is currently running through a slow patch and everyone’s thinking that the end is close, I assure you, I have at least one more twist up my sleeve before I let this story end and the real story of Unwanted hasn’t even started yet! So I’m going to leave you all thinking with this and please do try to figure out which story each line of the ‘trailer’ goes with

Scars – Part 24

It was later the same evening and as it had gotten late, the doctors hadn’t discharged Khushi. She now had to stay over night. The Raizada’s had all come home to find Arnav and Khushi missing. Arnav told them that Khushi was in hospital with a tummy bug but everything was okay and that they didn’t have to worry. Anjali and Payal wanted to come and check on Khushi but Arnav said she was tired and wasn’t up to seeing anyone.

 

“Thank you, for not telling everyone what I did.”

“Anyone who knows, knows. They won’t say anything and no one needs to find out. This is a new start for us.”

 

Arnav went down on his knee and took Khushi’s hand.

 

“Will you do me the honour of starting again with me?”

 

Khushi bit her lip and nodded. Arnav got off the floor and placed a kiss on her forehead.

 

“But Arnavji… I just… I wanted to say sorry. Sorry for jumping to the conclusion that you and Maya were… I just…”

“I understand, I really do, and you don’t need to say sorry. What you saw was nothing, but you knowing what you did, it could have been anything and I understand…”

“Arnavji…”

“That’s enough, you need rest so rest now, you need sleep.”

“Arnavji…”

“What is it Khushi?”

“Can I… Can I fall asleep in your arms?”

 

Arnav smiled and got into the bed and rested his back against the headboard and took Khushi into his arms. Khushi moved into him and slowly began to drift off to sleep…

 

*****

 

It was very early the next morning and Khushi woke up. She turned and found that Arnav was still sleeping and that she was still in his arms. She smiled and carefully tried to move away from him but he woke up.

 

“Good morning.”

“Morning.”

“Did you sleep well?”

“I slept really well.”

“Where are you going?”

“I just need to go to the bathroom and then I want to get ready because we have to go home soon.”

“Khushi if you want to stay here a little longer I don’t mind.”

“No it’s fine, I just want to go home now.”

 

*****

 

It was three hours later and Arnav and Khushi arrived at home. Everyone asked her if she was feeling better now and she said it was all great.

Arnav called for everyone to come to the living room because he wanted to talk to them about something important. Everyone gathered round and Arnav made sure that everyone had taken a seat and then he spoke.

 

“I feel like this is a highly delayed decision, however, I now have the time and I am ready to register mine and Khushi’s marriage.”

 

Everyone gasped in joy and Payal nudged Khushi, who was lost for words.

 

“I’ve been an idiot and I should have done it way sooner but I have now decided that we are going to register our marriage and then I’m going away with Khushi for a few days so we can celebrate.”

 

Khushi blushed and stopped herself from squealing out of joy.

 

“That’s great Chote! So when are you going to do it?”

“Today! We have an appointment at 4pm and I want everyone to be there, Di I would like you to be my witness and Payal I think Khushi would love it if you were her’s.”

 

Everyone nodded and walked off to get things ready. Arnav took Khushi’s hand and he led her upstairs. Once safely in their room, Arnav placed a kiss on Khushi’s cheek.

 

“Be sure to tell your friends, I’m sure they’d love to join our day with us.”

“Are you sure Arnavji?”

“100%, they’re your friends and they would want to see you happy. Khushi are you happy?”

“Yes, very!”

 

Khushi went over to her wardrobe and opened it and looked through the clothes she had. She turned back to Arnav, looking concerned.

 

“Arnavji, I don’t know what to wear.”

 

Arnav gestured for Khushi to look to the bed and there she saw a box wrapped in gold. Khushi walked over to it and picked it up.

 

“When did you…”

“Once you fell asleep, I decided what I wanted to do. So I called Aman and told him what he needed to do. He delivered the package just before we got home and I got Hari Prakash to bring it up.”

 

Khushi bit her lip slightly and unwrapped the gift. She opened the box and inside was a beautiful white gown. Khushi picked it up and smiled.

 

“Do you like it?”

“It’s beautiful!”

“It’s one of AR’s…”

“It’s one of AR’s most premium designs I know! It’s amazing.”

“And it’s for you. Now go one and get ready! I’ll send Payal or Di in to help you get ready.”

 

*****

 

It was 4pm and all the Raizada’s, Payal’s dad and all of Khushi’s friends were at the registry office. The people there weren’t impressed that they had so many people present, but as it was the registry of Arnav Singh Raizada’s marriage, they couldn’t really say anything.

Khushi was dressed in her white gown and she had teamed it up with a sparkly black shrug and slightly glittery heals. Arnav on the other hand was wearing a black suit with a white shirt.

 

Once all the formalities were completed, Arnav and Khushi signed the marriage register and everyone cheered and clapped. Anjali was so happy that her brother had finally settled down and that he was now sorted.

Khushi’s friends all rushed around her and Arnav and they congratulated the new couple.

 

“I’m so happy for you Khushi!”

“Thanks La.”

 

Raj looked to Arnav and then pulled him aside.

 

“I know I have no position to say anything to you, but please, I beg you Mr Raizada, please take care of Khushi and always make her happy.”

“You really did love her didn’t know.”

 

Raj nodded and Arnav put his hand on Raj’s shoulder.

 

“I promise you, I’ll love her forever and I’ll always make her happy. I also promise you that you WILL find the right woman for yourself and you’ll be very happy in life.”

“Thanks.”

“As well as that, once you finish college and if you don’t want to go to university, then there is a job guaranteed for you at AR. If you decide that you do want to go onto university, then once you’re done, there’ll still be a job waiting for you.”

“Mr Raizada! Thank you so much!”

“Don’t mention it.”

 

Raj shook hands with Arnav and then they joined the rest of their friends again and Anjali addressed Arnav.

 

“So Chote, are you taking Khushi away on honeymoon now?”

 

Arnav looked at his watch and then looked up again.

 

“As a matter of fact, we should get going, I told the helicopter guy we would be ready to leave for 6pm.”

 

Khushi looked at Arnav confused and he just winked.

 

“We should all get going, because me and Khushi need to get home and get packed.”

 

*****

 

It was just past 6 and Khushi still didn’t really know what was happening. All she knew was that a driver was taking them to the airport where their helicopter was ready for them.

 

“Arnavji where are we going?”

“Paris.”

“Paris?”

“Yes baby, I’m taking you to Paris!”

“But it’s so far? We could have just gone somewhere closer.”

“We could have, but what better place to go than the city of love?”

“I can’t believe this is happening! I never thought…”

 

They entered the helicopter and they got settled quickly and then they were ready to go. Khushi held Arnav tightly as they were taxiing and as they took off. Arnav wrapped his arm around her and kissed the top of her head.

 

The flight was a long one and Khushi fell asleep. However as they began to fly over France, Arnav woke Khushi up so she could look out of the window.

 

“Arnavji! We’re in France!”

“Yes, we’re in France!”

 

As they landed, Khushi again held onto Arnav tightly. They landed and got off the helicopter and Khushi looked around. She was in Paris! With Arnav! On her honeymoon! This was the first day of her happily ever after…

Scars ~ Part 23

Arnav pushed the door open and there before him was Khushi lying on the floor with a little pool of blood around her. He rushed to her side and lifted her hand and saw a small yet deep slit in her wrist. He held down on it, to stop the blood and pulled his phone out of his pocket.

 

“Ambulance, please come quick. My wife’s attempted to commit suicide and she’s losing a lot of blood. Please come quick.”

“Where sir?”

“Shantivan, Raizada House.”

 

Arnav clicked off and then lifted Khushi into his arms, maintaining the pressure on her wrist.

 

“Please be okay, please Khushi! I need you to be okay. I need you to live, I need to let you know that I have fallen in love with you…”

 

He carried her out of the room and took her downstairs. The ambulance arrived a few moments later and the paramedics tried to ask Arnav questions but he wouldn’t hear of it. He refused to say anything until he knew Khushi was getting the care she needed. The paramedics had no choice but to rush to the hospital.

 

*****

 

Khushi had been in theater for a while but she was out now. The doctor had said that she was brought in just in time. Doctors and nurses had asked Arnav a million and ten questions and he explained everything. One of the main questions which was asked and which stumped him the most was when they asked how he was related to Khushi. Of course he said she was his wife, but they struggled to believe him for ages because no records found that Arnav Singh Raizada was married.

Arnav mentally kicked himself. He knew he should have registered their marriage. When finally the took Arnav’s word for it, they informed him that attempt to commit suicide was a criminal offense and so Khushi would be needed to spoken to when she woke up. Arnav knew that he would have to talk to the police before Khushi woke up so that they understand everything. He sighed, why must everything be so complicated?

 

*****

 

Arnav had called the police and had notified them about what had happened, they arrived at the hospital a little while later. He explained everything about him and Khushi from the start to the end.

 

“Everything you have told us Mr Raizada, links together and we understand. But despite all of this we will need to talk to Miss Gupta.”

“I told you, her name’s Khushi Kumari Gupta SINGH RAIZADA!”

“Yes, you said, however there are no records of your marriage, you say all your family is away and so they can’t vouch for you and you have no photographs of your marriage or of yourself and Miss Gupta. And of course in all legal records, her name is still only Khushi Kumari Gupta. I’m sorry Mr Raizada, but until some form of evidence for your marriage can be provided we can’t say or do anything further.”

“Fine, when Khushi wakes up, she’ll tell you.”

 

One police woman remained and the others left. A nurse rushed out of Khushi room a little later and informed Arnav that Khushi was waking up. Arnav rushed into the room and the police officer followed him. Arnav moved to Khushi’s side and took her hand into his, Khushi slowly began to open her eyes.

 

“Khushi…”

 

Khushi’s eyes snapped open and she looked at Arnav. It took all the strength in her to pull her hand out of his. She turned her head away.

 

“Please leave.”

“Khushi I’m not leaving you.”

“Please leave.”

“Khushi…”

“GO AWAY.”

 

The nurse rushed back in.

 

“Please I have to ask you to respect her wishes.”

“I’m her husband and I’m not going anywhere.”

 

Khushi turned to him again.

 

“Husband?” She practically spat the word at him. “My husband?”

 

Arnav took Khushi’s hand again.

 

“Yes, I’m your husband.”

“No you’re not.”

 

The policewoman intervened here.

 

“Is this man not who he says he is to you?”

No… He is… But…”

“Miss Gupta, I know we shouldn’t be stressing you out, but what you have done is a criminal offence and Mr Raizada has explained everything to us, but we have no proof that he is your husband.”

“He is my husband, but we…” Khushi stopped and looked at Arnav. He could see the sadness in her eyes. “We don’t have the relationship of a husband and wife…”

 

Arnav saw the tears gather in her eyes and he tried to wipe them away, he needed to tell her, tell her that he cared about her, that he was wrong about her all the time. That he should have given her a chance before and when he finally noticed her, he saw just how amazing she really was. She pushed his hand away and turned to the officer.

 

“You need to speak to me?”

“Yes, I’m afraid I do have to speak to you. Mr Raizada, I’m afraid I’m going to have to ask you to leave.”

 

Arnav nodded and then left.

 

“Miss Gupta, I’m going to have to ask you to tell me everything that’s happened and what caused you to take such a huge step.”

 

*****

 

Half an hour later, the police officer left.

 

“How is she, what did she say?”

“Mr Raizada, please take a seat.”

 

Arnav sat down but all he really wanted to do was be inside and tell Khushi the truth about his feelings.

 

“Mr Raizada, I have been speaking to Khushi and she has explained everything to me. We’re not going to charge her in any way because from what she’s told me, it seems she’s been suffering from depression for a while but no one seemed to have notice. She’s also told me she’s been harming herself for a while as it’s her coping mechanism. I think everything was getting to much for her and what she witnessed today was just a bit too much for her. I know she will want to say this herself, however, she’s told me that she can’t do this any more and she would like a divorce from you.”

 

Arnav felt like his world had been pulled away from him.

 

“I need to talk to her.”

“Mr Raizada, she would rather not see you.”

“Well I’m seeing my wife and no one can stop me. Thank you officer for doing your job, but you can leave now.”

 

Arnav walked into the room Khushi was in and locked the door.

 

“Arnavji… What are you doing?”

 

He slowly walked over to her and sat down beside her.

 

“I’m not divorcing you.”

“Arnavji, please, I don’t want to do this any more. I can’t do this anymore. I can’t live with you, knowing you belong to someone else.”

“Khushi, you didn’t give me a chance to explain. I ended it with Maya because I knew our relationship was wrong and couldn’t last for ever. Khushi, she didn’t know I was married to you. I never told her, she felt so bad for you.”

“Why did you end it?”

“Like I said, it was wrong and couldn’t carry on. We couldn’t be together and I didn’t want to waste any more time.”

 

He took Khushi’s hands into his and kissed them lightly.

 

“I was an idiot, I looked down on you. I thought you weren’t right for me, I thought we could never work, but recently, seeing the way you work, seeing what kind of a person you are… I realised how amazing and special you are. Khushi what happened between us on Valentines, it wasn’t a mistake, I wanted you and I know you wanted me too.”

 

He saw her mind go back to Valentines, he could see her thinking about what happened between them.

 

“I’m deadly attracted to you Khushi, and it’s not just physical attraction. Yeah you’re damn sexy and heck you turn me on with the smallest of things you do, but more than that you’re a beautiful person on the inside that’s been through so much crap and I hate myself for adding to that. But now, I know what kind of a person you are. I know who you are and Khushi… I really want to make us work. I want to be your husband and I want to make you my wife in every way you deserve. I want you to be Mrs Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada. I want the world to know you as the wife of Arnav Singh Raizada. I want that Khushi…”

 

Khushi looked at Arnav, her eyes wide, taking everything on.

 

“I… I need space. I need time… I need to think.”

 

Arnav nodded.

 

“I’ll wait outside for you. But Khushi everyone will be back soon and I don’t know what to say with them.”

“Please don’t tell them what I did. Please…”

“Don’t worry, I won’t say anything.”

 

Arnav left and sat outside and texted Anjali saying that he and Khushi were at the hospital because she had a bug. He told them not to worry and that they should be home soon. It was then that he realised that he had a voice message from Maya who sounded frantic. Arnav listened to the message and called her back.

 

“Maya, sorry everything played out badly…”

“Don’t worry about me, I’m over it. How’s Khushi, have you spoken to her, is she okay?”

 

Arnav explained to Maya what happened and Maya disconnected the call abruptly. About 15 minutes later, Maya came rushing toward Arnav with a huge bunch of flowers and a box of chocolates.

 

“What are you doing here?”

“I’ve come to see Khushi, I need to tell her I’m sorry.”

 

Arnav nodded and knocked on Khushi’s door. He popped his head in and asked if she was okay to see Maya. Khushi nodded and Arnav left Maya in. Khushi sat up and smiled. She handed Khushi the gifts and looked at her awkwardly.

 

“Please sit down.”

 

Maya sat down.

 

“Khushi I’m so sorry, I promise you I didn’t know. He never told me! I would never have carried on with our relationship if I knew about you.”

“It’s okay, I understand, Arnav told me.”

“I feel so bad and I wish I knew, this is all my fault.”

“Maya, it really isn’t, I promise you, I’m okay.”

 

Maya hugged Khushi and she cried. Khushi hugged Maya back, shocked.

 

“I’m so sorry Khushi…”

“Sh, it’s over now.”

“I know you probably never want to see me again or want to speak to me again but I really hope we can be friends Khushi.”

“We can and honestly Maya, I hold nothing against you. You didn’t know and it’s over now so really, it’s fine.”

 

Maya smiled and they spoke for a little while and when it started to get late Maya got up, hugged Khushi and left. Just as Maya left, Raj and Lavanya arrived.

 

“What are you guys doing here?”

“I called Mr Raizada to ask if you were okay and he told me you were here and I kind of let it slip about you and him to La… I’m so sorry Khushi.”

 

Khushi looked at Lavanya who sat down next to Khushi.

 

“Are you okay now babes?”

“I’m fine… La, are you angry I didn’t tell you?”

“Not at all Jiju was telling me why you couldn’t tell me.”

“Jiju?”

“Arnavji, he’s my Jiju so I have to call him Jiju.”

 

Khushi blushed and hugged La. Raj moved closer and asked Khushi if everything was okay.

 

“Everything’s going to be okay now…”

 

 

 

 

Scars ~ Part 22

Khushi and Payal carried on with their shopping and Payal took Khushi to a large lingerie store.

 

“Jiji?”

“Khushi this is my favourite shop to buy lingerie from and I just know you’ll like their stuff too.”

 

Payal walked off leaving Khushi to look around and she decided she did need some new stuff too. So she looked around the store and picked out pieces that appealed to her. A little while later, Khushi paid for what she had picked out and Payal too was behind her.

 

“Find anything nice?”

“I found a few things.”

“Arnav Bhai’s in for a treat then. Are you going to model for him.”

“Jiji!”

“Okay, okay, I won’t tease you.”

 

Once Payal paid, they both left.

 

“Khushi is everything okay between you and Arnavji now?”

“Things are a lot better, I mean he wants to get to know me and  he’s taking time to know more about my past. And he just seems so genuinely caring now.”

“See, I told you, all you needed to do was give your relationship some time. Have you guys consummated then yet?”

“JIJI!!”

“What!? It’s a genuine question big sister’s ask their little sisters.”

“No we haven’t.”

“Has there been any times when you felt like you guys were getting serious?”

“I…”

 

Khushi thought back to the day of the Valentines party, when they’d made out and things got really heated.

 

“There was one time…”

“You don’t have to tell me what happened, that’s personal. But have things got heated again after that?”

“Not really, he passed it off a spur of the moment kind of thing.”

“Oh. I see, but hang in there Khushi, I really think things are turning for the better for you.”

“I think they are too.”

 

*****

 

It was a week or two later, everything was going well for everyone. Anjali had found a new head care worker and Khushi and Arnav’s relationship was on the up. They could both feel the change between them, yet Arnav still hadn’t found the perfect way to tell Khushi how he felt about her. He decided that the best thing to do was first talk to Maya and tell her that it needed to end and he was also going to tell Maya the truth about his relationship with Khushi.

 

So Arnav left early the next morning and called Maya into the office.

 

“You wanted to see me?”

“Yeah I did, I need to talk to you.”

“Is everything okay?”

“Maya… I need to tell you something.”

“Arnav, you know you scare me when you start talking like this.”

“Maya, I haven’t been honest with you and I should have told you ages back but… Maya, I’m married.”

 

Maya looked at Arnav, her eyes wide.

 

“Excuse me!?”

 

Arnav explain to Maya how he’s gotten married to someone because Di and Nani had wanted him to and he didn’t accept the relationship to begin with but now he felt like he could do it and he could accept his wife.

 

“How could you do that? How could you do that to me? Forget about me, how could you do that to HER? She probably hates me thinking I’ve been having an affair with her husband when in reality I didn’t even know you’re married.”

“I know you’re angry…”

“Shut up Arnav! What the hell were you thinking? Did you think we’d just carry on like this forever? What would have happened if you hadn’t fallen for your wife? You’d just carry on not accepting her and you’d string me along until I finally got married to someone? We were in a relationship because we were both single and we enjoyed each others company, hoping maybe someone would realise that we wanted to be together. But you should have broken it off with me when you got married.”

“I really am sorry, I was an idiot.”

“Who is she?”

“Her names Khushi and she’s 19.”

“Khushi? Please tell me your wife isn’t the Khushi at the Valentines day party?”

“Yeah, but how do you?”

“Arnav you idiot! She does hate me! She was in the bathroom when I walked in and I asked her if she needed anything because she looked pale. She was nice to me but she was so dismissive. Of course she would have been! She’s seen me with her husband. How could you?”

“I’m so sorry…”

“Why didn’t you accept her, she’s so beautiful?”

“I thought she was too young and I…”

 

Arnav looked down, ashamed to admit why he didn’t accept Khushi.

 

“She’s an orphan from Di’s orphanage… I thought… She was just some middle class uneducated girl that didn’t know anything.”

“You’re such an idiot!”

 

Maya hid her face in her hands and Arnav went over to her. He tried to comfort her but she wasn’t having any of it. Arnav hugged Maya and she hugged him back and it was then that there was a clatter at the door. Maya and Arnav broke apart and there, at the door with files around her feet was Khushi. Arnav could see the tears in her eyes and he moved towards her, but Khushi turned and ran.

 

“Khushi!”

 

Arnav went after her but she was fast and left the building. Arnav rushed after her but she got in a taxi and she was gone.

Arnav got in his own car trying to think where she’d go. She would probably go home. He called the house, but no one picked up. Crap they’d all gone to the temple for the big pooja. He drove as fast as he could, but he broke a speed limit and the police stopped him.

 

“I understand officer, but I really need to go somewhere.”

“Mr Raizada, we understand you’re a busy man…”

“Just give me the god damn fine!

“Sir I don’t think you realise how serious this is.”

“It’s nothing compared to the fact that someone could be hurting themself because of a misunderstanding.”

“Whatever it is Mr Raizada, you have to come to the station with us.”

 

Arnav argued with the officer which made things worse for himself, but he managed to get away with a ticket. Arnav got back in his car and drove to the house as fast as he could. He really didn’t want Khushi to do anything to herself. When he got into the house, he called out for Khushi, but there was no reply.

 

“KHUSHI!”

 

He rushed up to their room, but she wasn’t there. He walked over to the bathroom and found the door was locked. He banged on the door.

 

“Khushi, please open the door. I’m sorry but it’s not what it looked like I swear.”

 

There was no response. He looked around the room and there on the bed was a note. He picked it up. It was clearly a rushed note but he had to read it.

 

*Arnavji, by the time you get here, I hope to have done what I wanted to. You probably think I’m stupid and weak, but I’ve honestly had enough. I’ve never got more than 5 minutes of happiness in my life and I thought I could deal with that, but recently I’d felt as though you were accepting me, maybe starting to love me, but seeing you with Maya… I realised you were never mine and you never will be. So I want to make things easier for all of us. I’m going Arnavji but before I go I want you to know that I do love you and you did make me happy. I’m sorry. Goodbye*

 

Arnav felt an all new kind of fear rush through his body. He banged on the door once more.

 

“Khushi, open up! I swear this isn’t funny.”

 

When he heard nothing, he realised the door needed to be broken down. He pulled up his sleeves and rushed into the door and it flew open and there, in front of him, lying in a pool of blood, was Khushi…