I excitedly went through all my clothes as to what to wear for tomorrow. I didn't have anything nice. Shit! Wait why am I so excited?
Yes, I'm excited. Not because I'm going out with him, but because I'll be seeing Salman Khan in theatre. Wow!
"What the hell are you doing creating a mess in my room?" Ruzhaan yelled from the door seeing all my clothes on the bed.
Gosh! This man can never talk normally can he?
"Oh sorry, I'll clean it. I was looking for a dress to wear for tomorrow but I don't have anything nice." I pouted picking up the dresses. I could retort at his yelling but I was in too good of a mood to do that.
"Fine...buy something tomorrow then." He said.
"Huh? Really?" I said excitedly throwing the dresses back on the bed.
"Sure. Just wear anything tomorrow and buy a new one there to change into."
"Really.... thanks!
Mature content ahead.Marked with •••__________________________________After the fun and tiring day, we both retired home and after freshnin'up we both jumped on the bed to sleep. But I didn't feel sleepy, I was still soo hyped up I guess. He was sitting with his phone too resting his head on the headrest."It wasn't a bad movie." He said abruptly."Oh hello! Salman Khan movies are the best." I defended."Nah, Hollywood movies are the best. Bollywood just copies them. There's no originality left. Even in this movie there were soo many scenes copied from famous Hollywood movies." He debated."Even if that's soo... um..."He shook his head."Forget it, you don't have anything to say."Ey! Don't give me that smug face." I narrowed my eyes."Why? Girls dig this smug face." He said proudly."Oh please!" I
I stayed with my parents for a whole week. During that that.... I didn't had the guts to face either of those brothers. My feelings were haywire....at one side, there was Uzair who has been waiting for me completely unaware of the fact that now I'm married to his brother and on another side is Ruzhaan!All this time I was with him... it was as if I had completely forgotten about my hatred for him. I just couldn't stop thinking about him.The look in his eyes for me.... sometimes the sadness I saw....the playfulness he only showed me, his voice, his smile, the way he calls my name....why can't I forget it?He's not how I thought he was. He's gentle, caring, misunderstood and..... broken. But he married me for revenge because he hates Uzair.Does he hate me too?Does he even care about me?Does he even feel anything for me?Like Uzair?Or is it just me pondering my
This is...... Awkward!!!We all sat silently on the dining table as both the brothers were glaring at eachother like spitting fire from thier eyes while Taha and I are exchanging glances silently telling eachother to run before we get burned too.Oh God! This is soo nerve-wracking like a silence before the storm.Am I scared?Yep! Definately!"I'll make some tea and bring some more breakfast." I quickly said getting up."And... I'll help you in that sis." Taha said taking it as an opportunity to run."It's ok Rahina. I've already had breakfast." Uzair smiled at me."Don't call
"U...U... Uzair!"He looked at both of us is such shock that it scared me. The sound was of him dropping his phone and I suddenly become self-aware of what I was doing just then and picking my dupatta wrapped it around me covering myself. I hastily wiped my mouth with the back of my hand unable to even lift my head up to look at him. Even Ruzhaan seemed a bit shaken and embarrassed when I looked at him from under my lashes. At that moment, I really wished the wall behind me could swallow me whole."You two....are.... really unbelievable!"Uzair sain in a low husky and shaky voice."That to you have the audacity to do something like this here...out in the open?!"I was nervous that Ruzhaan might give him a snappy answer but even he was quite."Uzair.... Uzair please just...." I tried to helplessly explain but"Just stop it Rahina! Do you think I missed what kind of
It was past 2 am when I woke up to get some water. On the way, I noticed the study room's light still on. As usual Ruzhaan was working on some papers.Seriously! What does he do all night?!I welcomed myself in without caring to knock."Hm? You're still up?" He questioned"No, I was just going to get some water. But what's up with you? Why are you always awake till soo late and what are all these papers? Are you a Mafia or an accountant?"He grinned."These are all love letters for me from a lot of beautiful girls."I narrowed my eyes."Yeah right! As if girls would even look at you? Do you have a narcissist syndrome or something?" I snapped."Why? Aren't I handsome?" He smirked leaning back on his chair with his one knee on another.Got to admit. Even in sweatpants and a simple
"U... Uzair let go! Y....yeh kya batameezi hai!"(What arrogance is this?)I tried to yell but my voice couldn't come out that loud"Batameezi? (Arrogance?) Now even my touch is offensive to you?!" He grunted twisting my arm behind my back."Ah!" I yelped wincing in pain as his grip on my wrist was soo tight."Stop it Uzair!""You were mine Rahina, he stole you from me. We were about to get married, we were about to be happy but he put me in a comma and forcefully married you. I love you Rahina and you love me. Didn't you say that yourself? Then, what happened in these past months...what kind of black magic has he cast on you? Why can't you look at me the way you look at him? Why soo distant from me while you're soo close to him?!" He yelled at my face.I was too scared by now, literally shaking."Please... Uzair!"I somehow managed to
Taha was rushed to the hospital immediately. As they actually owned the hospital so there was no need for a police case and I doubt they even approach the police.He was taken in for operation while we waited outside. Uzair had ran away and we had no idea where he was. I had to inform Ruzhaan but I was soo in shock that I didn't know how and what to say. With fidgety fingers, I called him. He didn't answer in first time, maybe he was in a meeting but then he answered."Hello, what's wrong? I told you I'll be busy in a meeting." He said softly.I broke down again hearing his voice and that's when I realised how desperately I wanted to see him"Rahina? What's wrong? Why are you crying?" He sounded worried now."Taha bhai... he's.... he's in the hospital... he's hurt.... please come here.... please.... Ruzhaan.... I need you.... I'm soo scared.... Taha bhai...he won't wake up...
Third Person POV,The doctors allowed Ruzhaan to see Taha shortly. Seeing Taha in that condition made his heart ache and he couldn’t stop his tears. He sat beside his dear friend holding onto his motionless hand. Memories of his past haunted him. It wasn’t the first time someone was like this because of his own brother… he didn’t know if he could resent him anymore. No matter how much he comforted Rahina saying that Taha would be back, but deep inside he was scared too that he might never be able to see his friend who was more dear to him than his own blood.“Itne jaldi jayega kya saale. Pehle toh bade bade wade kar raha tha. Saath jaayenge..saath marenge..apna sapna pura karenge. Apna sapna toh abhi bhi intezaar kar raha hai yaar. Uthja mere Bhai…Apne jaisa nahi hone dena hai unhe. Wo bacche intezar kar rahe hai apna unka future sudharne. Rahina bhi ro rahi thi tere liye. Teri behen aur maa ko ab tak kuch pata nahi hai. Apne baap ko bi