"Alina, stop crying." Sniffing, I ignored Kabir's pleading and paid attention to the work at the task. "I hate when you cry." He placed his thumb on my cheeks but I shrugged it off. "I hate this. I'm sorry. I won't say such stuff again.""Shut up. It's hurting me." I pressed the back of my hand to my eyes to stop the tears and burning at the back of my eyes. "I hate you.""But baby, you should've listened to me." He took the knife from my hands. "Stop crying, please. I promise I won't say your cooking sucks. I was teasing you."Pushing the onions far away from my sight, I glared at him. "Because of this, I'm making the dish again. Stupid." I slapped his hands. "I hate you. I threw all of it in the dustbin."His lips quirked up in a smile. "Blame the onions. Who told you to cut them?" He started cutting them and soon, his eyes were red and he was sniffing. "I hate onions."Giggling at his attempts, I moved around the kitchen to get him a napkin and clean his eyes."Explain me again why
"Bookworm, you appear off." I looked up from the dinner placed in front of me. "You've your favorite seafood and yet you're not eating." Facing his concerned face, I shook my head and curled my hand on the handle of a stick from the griller but he caught my hand, stopping my actions. "It's extra grilled. I will order a new set."Nodding, I crossed my legs but I was interrupted by a brush of foot on my ankle, jerking me out of the dilemma I was living in. Inching my gaze to him, I found him engaged with grilling his stick of prawns but a small smile was present on his face.That jerk.The tip of his shoe inched upper, running through my calf and I hitched my breath and curled my hands to control the gasp begging to be left out. As if my silence was enough, he rubbed it on my calf and engaged his eyes to mine."Baby, food." He smirked, his foot rubbing my bare skin."Kabir," I gasped. "What are you doing?""Do want me to stop?" No. "Words, Alina. I need them. Silence is a no too."I bit
Tying my hair in a messy bun, I slung my bag and vacated my room to find Kabir, his hand raised to knock the door. Seeing me, he stepped back quickly and offered me an uneasy smile."We were getting late. You took your breakfast early."I nodded, blinked my eyes to adjust to the sight of me and trying to forget anything that had happened last night between us.When Kabir was in the GYM, I had taken my breakfast and completed my morning routine of yoga to avoid meeting him, but still, we were late. How we always got late for college?"About last night—" I started."You pushed me," he completed the sentence, pain wrapping his face. "Did I do something wrong?"No. It was me. I thought you were Rishi. I thought you were a rapist.How could I even think that in a first place?I took a deep breath. "No. I just. . . Can we forget it? It was too fast." Taking quick steps, I hugged him, placing my head on his chest, listening to the increasing heartbeat. "I just wanted it to stop. Everything wa
Moaning, I smiled against his lips, pushing him harder into me or he was pushing himself harder into me. I had no idea other than the fact his hands were roaming at each inch of my body, his smell was filling me up in every little tiny place, his heart beating erratically against mine.Burying my hands into his hair, I sidetracked my head to left and smirked, "Aren't we becoming too much touchy nowadays?"He buried his nose in my jaw, his chuckle vibrating through my skin. "I love it. You're addicting." His hand skimmed to my back, drawing incoherent shapes and distracting me from the tasks. "Let's do it.""What?" Confused by his words, I turned to look at his lusted and hungry gaze."Let's take another step." Bringing his hands out of my top, he curled his hands into mine and pushed next to each side of my head. "I don't think I can wait anymore. We'll be married next month."Gulping, I chuckled, hoping he was joking but nothing from his face exposed anything other than thoughts runni
Reviving out of that horrible night, I steered into the kitchen to get a glass of water and clear the confusion in my mind. Two more weeks and his birthday would be there and my nightmares were nowhere on stop. Two weeks more and I would tie myself in a relationship that wouldn't matter if I couldn't be truthful to him.Taking a seat in the kitchen, I clutched my head in my hands, cursing at the past for taking me out of one person who loved me too much and would despise me if it ever got out.Dragging a shaky breath, I went to my room and stared at the pink teddy bear of my height and smiled at the memory stored in it."Can I untie it now?" I whined at my stupid boyfriend. The black cloth tied around my eyes was irritating me, the smell of Mehandi in my hands was sickening me.Even after a week, the smell hadn't faded nor it was ready to be gone."Hush, baby!" He dragged me by the shoulders. "I have a birthday surprise for you.""You already gave me a birthday gift.""That black jacke
A hand rested on my waist, but I shrug it off and paid attention to my book placed in front of me. Again his hand came to my shoulder, and I slipped it off with my hands. After a minute, his lips came to my cheek and I groaned irritatedly. "Alina—" "Will you stop touching me?!" I shouted at Kabir, turning my head. "I'm trying to study, will you let me?" "Why are you getting so worked up?" He scoffed, standing up from the couch. "It has been four months since we last kissed each other. You don't even let me touch you anymore," His sentence ended in pain. "You move away whenever I am near." Because I was scared of what it would do to our relationship. I was scared you would leave me alone and I would imagine you further as him. Even when I wasn't sleeping, I felt a flicker of him in you. I was just trying to protect both of us. "Kabir, I'm not free," I forced out. "My book is released. I'm busy with it. Then there is college and studies. My life doesn't revolve around just kissing
Parting the lid of my laptop, I entered the password and met the screen before clicking on the facetime and talk to her. Tomorrow was the day when I would reveal everything to Kabir and then hear the proposal he had for me, hear if he even wanted to go through it anymore.Crossing my legs on the bed, I connected to her, and within minutes, Dr. Sha's face became visible to me."How's everything, Alina?" She asked."Confused." I twisted my lips to her answer. "Tomorrow is Kabir's birthday." She nodded. "He's going to propose me on his birthday."The calm look on her face slipped for a second before she maintained it again. "That's fast," She answered, a bit of frown visible on her forehead as I toyed with the edge of my top. "Marriage means—""I know," I cut her off. "But he's ready to wait.""Did you talk to him?" She asked."Talk what? Tell him he's my nightmare? That how his girlfriend is scared of him? Then no, I haven't told my boyfriend that I imagine him as Rishi now and that I'm
Leaving on our floor, I walked to our apartment, and instead of ringing the bell, I used the key and entered.Staring into the distance, I frowned at the darkness and pressed the buttons at my side. All I saw was the emptiness of the apartment we used to live in. That was his preparation."Kabir, this preparation sucks!" I shouted. "Too much. What happened?" Laughing, I searched for him on the terrace but all I found was emptiness. "Kabir, where are you?" Scared, I went inside again but he was nowhere to be found. Running to his room, I found it was empty.Where was he?"Kabir, this is a sick joke. Where are you?" I shouted, angered laying at the words I threw at him.Annoyed, I took my phone out to find missed calls from him. I forgot turning it to normal. Quickly, I called him and he answered it. "Bookworm.""Where are you? If you're going to propose me on phone, I will slap you. I dressed up."He chuckled. "Sit down on the sofa.""But—""Sit down." A fear coursed through my veins f
Rubbing my neck with the hand, I felt his presence on my back. "What is he doing here?"I turned to face him. "Kabir--""Alina, no." He cornered me, caging between his body by placing both of his hands on the counter table. "It's ten at the night.""He came. I couldn't say him to leave.""Or you could have said it's not ideal for him to come," He shot back, straining lines visible on his forehead. "You looked uncomfortable. Did he say something?"Nothing just confessed it to me and I had no idea why he thought he loved me when he knew nothing about me except the things I shared in the support group when he had no idea how needy I was, how I seek for attention."No," I whispered. "You got late.""Work." Pranit voice from the hall echoed in the kitchen and Kabir's eyes darkened. "I hate him. When I see him, I see how you said you loved him." But it was a lie. I was trying to hurt you, make you see how you leaving had impacted me. "I know you both have same past," He dragged a shaky brea
"Come again?" Dr. Sha asked, her hands flying from right to left, hitting the ping pong ball with the red colored bat.Hitting with my bat, I tried to dodge her attempts to make me lose a point. "Why are we playing ping pong?""Don't you get bored staying in a room?""Kind of."But this wasn't what I had expected when she called for an outside meeting instead in her building's cabin. I had thought a café maybe, or someplace quiet but she had surprised by calling me to a club and assured nobody would come in this room."Your dad was ready to allow it.""His friend owns the club," I mumbled dryly, the sound of the hitting echoing in the four walls."And he loves you," She pointed out, smashing the ball and before I could hit, it flew from my side. "And you lost a point.""Funny," Grumbling, I walked to one of the corners, picked the ball and started the game again. The sweat had started forming on the forehead, my grip on the handle of the bat was losing, my wrists were aching. What was
Yawning, I closed my books and stretched my legs. Getting up from the bed, I walked out of the room to find something to eat. Switching on the lights, I found a note stuck to the refrigerator.Food is in the microwave. You were sleeping. Must be hard practice 😝 Ps. Heat and eat.Chuckling at her handmade emoji, I crumbled the note and threw it in the dustbin before opening the microwave and found the plate in it. She never forgot about me. Twitching my lips, I brought the plate out and grabbed a spoon.Cold food was better than hot food and she wouldn't understand that.She wouldn't understand why I had gone straight to the bed after coming back from college, she wouldn't understand how much it was killing to know that how deep secrets we both were holding.Before I could take a spoon, the kitchen walls were invaded by the screams.Alina.Dropping the spoon, I sprinted to her room, opened the gate and saw her struggling in her bed. She hadn't gotten any dreams since she had started s
"I still think you shouldn't go," Kabir's voice brought me back to present.Shaking my head, I tried to remove the memory. It was before I had started imagining him as Rishi, it was before when we were happy and there used to nothing other than nightmares to trouble our relationship.Now we had to be careful. This careful was getting on my nerves."It's fine," I stated, changing the song on the stereo of the car."Here." He passed me his phone, connected it to the black aux cable. "Listen any you want."Taking his phone, I went through the songs, ignoring the EDMs he loved to hear and settled on something soft to not make him hyper."Now, Dhruv and you. You're traveling too much.""I'm not. He needs me. He's all alone, handling Ria." I curled on the seat. "She's too small. She needs to see people love her despite her father leaving for jobs. And Dhruv deserves a break.""I get you're worried. We all are." He dabbed his palm on the horn. "But look at yourself. You're squeezing your sch
[ A L I N A ' S P O V ]Gripping the pen tightly, I wrote down the explanation of the sonnet, completing the work that had been due last night. I blamed it on my over-worrying boyfriend who couldn't keep his mouth shut on why I was traveling this much. From past two months, I had been pacing back and forth between Bangalore and Delhi every weekend.He was getting angry.And I was getting pissed.Sighing, I placed the pen between the pages. Just two more lines, Alina and then you could go and shower to remove the aftermath of mediation and yoga."What you writing?" Hearing him, I levitated my head to stare at his face, but then, my gaze dropped to his chest.Where was his shirt? And why the hell wasn't I changing my gaze?Gulping, I paid attention to the white pages, overwritten by my hands. "Sonnet explanation. College work. You didn't go to GYM?""I'm taking a time off for a while," he answered, moving across the kitchen to grab a bowl for himself and picked the milk carton from m
***"You!" Shouting, I shut the door of her cabin. Jennifer looked up from the files. "In my cabin now."She raised her eyebrows in amusement and nodded. Who told her to tell lies to Alina? I got her teasing on me, I accepted it but feeding lies to her wasn't acceptable. I was an inch away from losing Alina again. Inch away to destroy all the progress we both had made after getting back together.Taking a deep breath, I entered my office and turned to face her. Yesterday, I had spent all my day to get new clothes before selling my old clothes and helping Alina with the packing.She was moving back with me. Good. I could see clearly how she was scared of me.Jennifer stepped in. "Now that's the Kabir I know. Angry and dominating one."Rolling my eyes, I nodded my head to the money placed on the table. "You're leaving India in next twenty-four hours. This is your pay. You're no longer my assistant.""I answer to your father, not to you." She crossed her arms over her chest. "He sent me.
Staring ahead at the scene, I smiled and tapped my fingers on her arm. She turned with a smile and slipped her hand around my waist."I missed you.""You did?""Yup," She grinned. "Don't go again."Laughing lightly, I was about to reply when her figure disappeared from my arms and all I could see was the face of her house perched in front of me. What was I doing here? I was in our apartment, meeting her after a long time.A hand tugged on my shirt. Peering down, I stared at the girl."Kabir, save me." Confused by her statement, I wondered what she was talking about me. "Save me, Kabir," She cried, thumping her hand on my chest. "You promised you'll save me. Save me now."She took a run inside the house. Frowning a bit, I followed her inside, took the flight of stairs and entered the room I hadn't been into for past three years.Wasn't it burned? Wasn't it locked?My feet thumped on the old familiar room, looking for the small girl but, all I found was Alina standing at the corner, sta
Presenting a smile, I stood up, took the clothes and strode to her bathroom. Shedding the rest of my clothes, I entered the shower and cleaned the disgusting things sticking to my body. When I checked for a shower gel and shampoo, I found the girly stuff and sighed. Looks like I would be smelling like her until the morning.As I was washing my hair, all the previous month we had spent together started biting my places. She was too distant from me. Her words seemed to be held and assessed carefully. Maybe moving in with me would change everything, maybe we would be different then, maybe we would back to our love life.But what about the insecurities? How would I solve them?"Kabir, are you done?" She knocked the door. "Was I too harsh? Is it not removing? Do you need my help?""Yes, it's not removing!" I shouted back, smirking. "Help me.""Tie a towel."Looking around the shower, I grabbed the towel from the upper shelve and tied it around my waist. "Done." My eyes remained glued to th
Alina's expression didn't change, her hands remained still at her side, her eyes narrowed at me."You're lying." Again, the same sentence. "She saw you without clothes.""I'm aware," I confessed. "Once she came in my penthouse. I was roaming in my briefs and she saw it." Seeing her expression, I added quickly, "I did yell at her for disturbing my privacy. I changed the code too. I didn't know she knew about it. She purchased the penthouse. I should've been aware.""But you kissed her." She clutched the arms of the chair tightly. And that was the reason I didn't want to tell her. "I can't stop imagining when you kissed her." She dragged a long, shaky breath before facing me, turmoil residing in her black eyes. "You wanted to forget me?" With reluctance, I nodded. "Was I that bad?""No, I just love you too much," I replied honestly. "Wouldn't you have done anything to forget me?""True." Standing on her toes, she trudged to my side, caught my face in her hands and inched it closer to he