3. Uncomfortable Encounter

ARHAAN

FLASHBACK

I claimed her mine and I knew that she won't be the one who will go against my wishes. But then, I refrained from approaching her that very day. It was the first day of college and an act like that can always turn her off. So I decide to wait for a perfect moment when I will approach her and she won't have any other chance except to fall in love with me. 

But yes, the moment I claimed her, I didn't claim her for her body. I had no interest in that. I wanted her to be known as mine, I wanted her heart and soul. 

But, from that day, I kept an eye on her. Who she was? What does she do? Where she is from? What's her likes and dislikes? Where she goes? When does she return? What does she say to others? I knew everything about her and the more I knew about her, the more I fell in love with her and the urge to make her mine, increased more and more. But I somehow refrained to express this to her, thinking I will propose to her for marrying me and she would have to accept.

But the day when I saw her in the club, it made me angry. How can she be in a place such as that? Who gave her the right to drink and dance like a slut? And when the boys tried to molest her, I lost it. She is mine and no one in this fucking world has any right to snatch what's mine. So I went to her and kissed her in front of the whole club.

RAAHI

I was devastated that day, because never in my wildest dreams I have thought about something like that, which happened to me in the club and after. I couldn't bear it or take a hold of it. But little did I know, my life was going to be much more miserable and traumatising than what I had experienced then. 

I couldn't sleep the entire night due to whatever happened. Mansi tried her best to console me, but she failed because she knew that whatever happened, wasn't something I could not react to. She just stayed there beside me, giving me a shoulder to cry on.

The next morning, I took a shower and then got ready for my college. I reached college on time and that was the first day, I noticed Arhaan in college. Just a mere glimpse of him and it gave me shivers down my spine. I wasn't prepared for that.

But I knew I couldn't react or create a scene there, so I quietly walked towards my class and then, I got to know that he is my classmate. My life is now screwed up. I wanted to cry because I was so scared, but I couldn't. I just, couldn't. Maybe there were so many students in the class or maybe I was scared so much that I couldn't even cry. 

But the worst was yet to happen, and that happened when he entered the class and looked at me. I started trembling with his look, but he kept on looking at me as he walked towards me. And the next thing I know, he sat beside me in class.

I went numb as I felt him sitting beside me. I couldn't even dare to look at him or notice what he was doing. How could I do that? He was too intimating and scary. All I wanted to escape from here. I noticed that the arrive hasn't arrived yet, I decided to go to another seat, but as I stood up, he held my wrist again and made me sit. 

"Don't you dare to move far away from me," he growled in a deep voice. That was enough for me as I couldn't react anymore. I quietly sat in my seat and waited for the professor to arrive.

After a few moments, the professor entered the class and started teaching. But that was the first day in my life that I couldn't focus on the class. I wasn't even able to hear the professor properly. I was anxious and trembled with fear. My mind was consumed by his scary thoughts and thus I couldn't do anything else. While he kept on looking at me the entire class. I felt disgusted and just wanted to run away. But I was weak enough to do that as well.

The moment the class went over and the professor walked out of the class, I immediately got up from my seat and then rushed out of the class. I waited for no one, I just wanted to get away from here, but was that even possible?

I was scared, disgusted and felt angry as well. How could he do this to me? And why me?

But I wasn't lucky enough, as I walked out of the class, he rushed and followed me. "Raahi listen," he kept on calling me, but I was in no good to hear him, so I didn't turn around. I just kept on increasing my pace so I could run away furthest from him. But what was I even thinking?

The next moment, I felt his grip on my bruised wrist and before I could even flinch, he turned me around to face him. The bruise hurt me so badly, and how could I allow someone to hurt and torment me like that? I remembered my dad's words, whenever he used to say that I am not weak. I took a deep breath and decided to face him. I can not run away from my fears.

"What's your problem, haan? Why are you doing this to me? Can't you stay away? Behave yourself," I angrily growled, thinking it might stop him from whatever he was doing. But oh God! Never in my life, I have been wrong more than that.

The moment I said those words to him, I could witness his eyes turning red in anger and that made me squirm in fear. His looked scared me till my soul. And the next moment, I was pulled by him all way through the corridor. 

He forcefully pulled me and took me towards the terrace. Our college terrace remained empty most of the time as no one wanted to go there. I wanted to release myself from his grip and run away, but was it even possible?

He took me to the roof and then, I was caged between the wall and his chest. I looked at him with trembling and fearful eyes. He was so close to me, that I could smell the scent of cigarette that came from his mouth. I hated cigarettes, and that smell made me feel disgusting and pukish, but sadly, I was too scared to react to anything. 

But finding him close to me, I was scared about one more thing and that was nothing other than my dignity. I couldn't let him do anything to me in my fragile state, so I had to fight back. I closed my eyes and tried my best to gather all the courage that was buried deep down somewhere inside me and then looked at him.

"Why did you bring me here?" I asked him, making a disgusting face. 

"Because I love you, Raahi," he replied coming more close to me. I flinched as I heard his reply. No, this isn't love, this can't be love, never. Love can never send shivers down my spine due to fear. Love is said to be beautiful, it shouldn't be dreadful like this.

"But I don't. So let me go," I cried out. I felt disgusted at the man who was standing in front of me. And I tried to push him with all my might. 

But the next moment, he nullified all my struggles as he held my wrists and caged them with his powerful hands. I looked at him. 

"I don't care if you love me or not, but I do love you. So, you are mine and you won't fall in love with anyone else in this world, or be someone else's," he muttered, glaring at me.

"But what if I do fall in love with someone else?" I snapped. There was no way in which I was letting myself fall in love with this man.

But with my question, I could easily witness his anger growing more and more. His look was dominating and so much scary that it urged me to submit as soon as possible.

"Then I will kill that guy just because I can't kill you," he then groaned.