Married To My Crush |✅

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It hurts...

CHAPTER: 08

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Swara.

My slumber was broken due to the beeping of my phone. It was Arpita. Why? Why would she even call me now? Yesterday when I mentioned about Aryan, she was shouting. It wasn't a good vibe. I don't know, what happened with them.

"Swara, I beg your pardon." I took the call and she said. She was so emotional. Why? What miracle did happened yesterday night? I was so confused.

"It was okay, Arpita. It wasn't your mistake." Yes, I shouldn't have asked her about Aryan. In fact, it was my mistake.

"Arpita, where are you?" I heard a male voice over the phone. It sounded familiar.

"Laksh, I'm here!" Arpita replied to the male voice. Who was he?

"Umm-- Arpita, who was that?" I don't know, whether I was asking the right question. But I badly need to know his identity.

"That's Laksh!" She exclaimed. Laksh? I don't remember any Laksh so far. 

"Swara, you know him, right? Laksh Rajput, our senior." She started to say. I thought for a moment.

"Areey-- I know. Who wouldn't remember such a generous soul?" Yes, Laksh was a good person. Everyone loved him. He wasn't like those bad boys.

"So what's he doing with you?" She was in London. And now, Laksh was with her. What are they doing together?

"Actually, I'm staying in his apartment as a paying guest." She stated and I nodded my head. That was a good thing. I personally liked Laksh. He was a nice guy, unlike my crush!

"Swara, I will call you later. We are leaving for a party." Are they dating? Maybe or maybe not. Anyways that was not my business.

I ended the conversation with her and went to take a bath. I showered well and wore a dress. After ordering my parcel, I sat on the bed. I took my mobile phone for face timing mom. She received my call and we talked for some time. My parcel came and I ate it.

I was looking at the beach. How peaceful the sight was! I sighed and looked at my phone which was beeping continuously. It was Sahil. I answered the call with a smile. He asked me to come outside. He said he planned something for me. Anyways, I'm so excited.

It took almost one and a half hour to reach the beach. It was a fantastic feeling. Waves striding towards the coast and kissing the sand. Woah! They loved each other very much.

I and Sahil started to talk about random things. He asked about my family and friends. His eyes showed pain and loneliness which I asked about his family.

"Sahil, I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have asked you about that." I was guilty. I know he has some personal problems.

"No, it's alright." He chirped. I was bewildered by his behaviour. This man in front of me really knows to hide his pain.

"Actually, my mother died 5 years ago. She had a sudden heart attack. Her name was Manvi. She was just like you. She had the same features as you. She had your innocence. Every day, my father used to bring a girl at home. My mother begged him to change his behaviour. But he continued to do it. He doesn't mind me watching him with a naked girl. At that time I understood, he was the reason for my mother's tears. I started hating him. One day, he bought a little girl around 15 years. My mother wasn't able to bear that. She got an attack and died on my lap." I cried looking at him. How much he had suffered. If I was at his place, I would have done suicide.

I hugged him consoling. His wounds were internal. How could I heal those wounds? I cursed myself for asking him such a sensitive question.

Our hug broke due to the ringing sound of Sahil's phone. He answered the call and walked away. He came back after some minutes. His muscles were tightened. I came forward to him.

"Sahil, who was that?" Sahil was so tensed.  In all these, I understood, he was a man who would manage and stabilize every circumstance. But now, seeing him like this, increased my worry.

"I need to go back!" He mumbled to me. It felt more like he was whispering to himself. I know it must be something important to him. But now, I need his support. Still, I can't be selfish. God!!

"What happened? Who called you?" I can't hold back my thoughts. I really need to know, what actually happened.

"I got a call from the Delhi branch. There were some problems. They need me there. I'm supposed to go." He explained to me. Okay, he must go. I sighed.

"Okay, then--" I couldn't complete my words. My voice choked out. How much I will miss this man standing in front of me.

"Swara, I'm sorry! I know you need me. But--" Naah! I'm not that fragile. Today or tomorrow, I should take a stand.

"It's alright, bro! I know, it must be something important." I chirped and smiled. Even though he knows, my smile doesn't touch my eyes, he stood quiet.

We ate our lunch and bid a bye. He has to fly in the evening.

I returned to the hotel. I was exhausted. I went to my room directly. After taking a bath, I sat on the bed.

I need to go back to my city, Kolkata. I'm not sure, whether I could stay here a single minute without Sahil. Around him, I felt protected. Now, I don't trust Sanskar. If he could isolate me in a foreign country, he could even do more than this, in his own place. I'm scared of him.

Gathering my courage and confidence, I walked into his room. The door was opened. I entered to find a Sanskar who was lying down on the bed.

"San--Sanskaaar." My voices seemed to betray me. It hesitated to come out of my jaws. But I saw, Sanskar opening his eyes slowly. He was glaring at me. For what?

"I need to go back to Kolkata," I stated looking at his face. I could see different colours on his face. It was anger, hate, sarcasm etc..

"So now, your prey flew away, right? That's why, you are hurrying to go back, right?" I felt like to throw up. I clearly know, he was talking about Sahil. He must have seen us together.

"Why are you silent. I know, Sahil had gone back to India. And you must be desperate to find another one, right?" How could someone be this venomous? For God's sake, I liked and worshipped this man standing in front of me for 7 years. Where did I go wrong?

"Sanskar, mind! Mind your tongue. Who gave you the rights to judge my character? I have been listening to you for a week. Who do you think you are! Bloody!!" That's it. I lost my temper. Seriously, this man standing in front me needs a checkup. Till how much I'm going to tolerate him and his shits! It's the end.

"You little bitch!" My hair! He pulled my hair and dragged me. I hissed in pain. He tossed me on the floor. My head hit hard on the marble. I could see red stains on the marble. What did just happened?

I looked at him with hurt. I wasn't angry with him. But, I was hurt. I never thought, he would do something like this to a woman. Respect, which I had for him flew in the air. What was my mistake? I married him. I married him, thinking none. I thought he loved me. Alas! That was my dream, not a reality.

I don't know what was wrong. He was behaving like an animal in front of me without stating a reason hurts. If he did the same with a reason, I would have accepted it wholeheartedly. But this! I was tired. I need to run from here. Anyone, please help me to stand.

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