BEAUTIFULLY FLAWED, PART 25

BEAUTIFULLY FLAWED

Part 25

Maan woke up to a mountain of excruciating pain. His whole body hurt and all his bones were sore. Muscles refused to move but somehow he titled his head. The movement sent a wave of fresh pain into his head. He just wanted to see her. But the room around was empty. He was slipping back into the black void. Holding onto to the thin thread of consciousness, Maan moved his lips in a silent plea. Geet. The word was running in his mind but he couldn’t utter it, no sound came out.

He felt so helpless. A tear ran down his temple falling on the soft pillow.

Someone entered the room n for a blissful moment he thought it was person he was dying for. Although this voice didn’t hold the same magic, the touch made him flinch. She wasn’t Geet. The ache that consumed him could surpass any amount physical pain. How would he cope up? Suddenly he wanted to go back to sleep.

Thank god you are awake. It’s been two days. Deepika’s voice was low but it pierced his ears.

Maan had never been this repelled by Deepika but right now he didn’t want anyone near him. He wanted to be alone. She was caressing his face n he wished he could move his jaws enough to bite her.

Deepika, I don’t think he wants you over him at the moment. Why don’t you go back home.

Maan was relieved to hear Nikita’s voice. She knew, she would understand. Nikita would bring Geet to him.

I think he needs me.

I think he needs doctor. Go and call the doctor. Surely you care for him that much. Nikita’s voice was oversweet.

Deepika glared at the other girl n walked out.

You almost look fine to me. I don’t know what all the fuss was about. Despite her casual tone Maan knew his sister was quite distraught, her voice broke just a little but 

enough for him to detect her worry.

As Nikita sat at the edge of Maan’s bed, she forwarded her hand to touch him. He cringed and she took her hand back. Does it hurt very much?

He shook his head slowly n Nikita rolled her eyes. She wiped his tears with a tenderness that only sisters were capable of.

Geet. Maan croaked. At the Geet’s name, Nikita momentarily stilled, apparently unsure of what to answer. Geet wasn’t there at the hospital. He realized as Nikita tried to hold back the tears.

She came, you know. Maa told me she came the day you were admitted. 

Although, Dadimaa n Geet had some argument and she left after that. Maa wasn’t with Dadimaa that time n I reached yesterday only. I would have brought Geet but- Maan signaled with his eyes for her to continue when she was hesitated. I don’t know where she is. She is not at my place. All her things are 

there. I called at your house too but she is not there.

Maan willed his body to move. Finally his legs complied. He just wanted to see her. If she wasn’t there then he would go to wherever she was.

No, don’t. You can’t leave this room, Maan. Nikita admonished lightly. Do you see these needles and machines? You won’t be able to stand without them for a second. Listen, I am looking for her. You get back into working condition, first, then do whatever you want with your Geet, okay? Nikita smiled and winked. 

Lowering her eyes she made random patterns on the sheet. For how long this would continue? This time when you get her I want you to make sure that she is not able to go ever again.

Maan blinked vowing just that n closed his eyes as the doctor entered with Deepika.

Geet was awake but she didn’t feel like opening her damn eyes. What she had to wake up to? 

Even if she opened her eyes there would be only darkness to confront. Her chest hurt so badly. Although, she was happy for him. His so-called accident was all over the news; Maan had attained consciousness a couple of days ago. Why wouldn’t he? She wasn’t with him anymore. The point was proved. She was unlucky. Geet curled into a ball, sinking further into the sheets.

If she was so happy why her heart cried? Why she felt so down? Geet knew the answer n with so much time just lying on bed she had no escape from her own thoughts. They were hitting at her head constantly. No matter how hard she tried to deny but Geet knew she was falling for him or had already fallen. How could she let herself slip? Maybe, because she was so sure of herself thinking she couldn’t feel anything where as Maan just danced into her rotten life n turned it upside down.

She had been sick since the night of his accident. Fortunately or not so, Shaan had been nice to her. Several times she had vomited n had ruined two of his bed sheet. The first night had been a complete disaster. Geet was so drunk that she had knocked over an antique statue, vomited on his sheets n ripped one of his shirt in her attempts of walking upright. Still he hadn’t showed her the door. Geet didn’t care if he did. No more did she knew or was bothered about anything. If he thought she was useless weight on bed in one of his rooms or she was disgusting with her sickness, he was more than welcome to throw her out. She would go anywhere. Live on road and wait till something bad happened. For her health to get bad, hunger do the auspicious job of ending her life.

Death was such a luxury; she craved for it to embrace her. No heartache. No running. No regrets. Just peaceful end. 

Hopefully, she had done enough crimes to not confront her family before going to hell.

Yes, death was so nice.

Geet, I have brought you juice. Shaan’s voice startled her. She turned her head away from him. Don’t know why he wasn’t taking the hint. From the corner of her eyes she saw him running a hand through his hairs. The action brought the vision of Maan. Tears filled her hazels n she swallowed.

You can’t have medicines with an empty stomach. He touched her forehead to check temperature. Geet backed away, coming back to half of her senses. 

Just… don’t touch me. I will drink.

Remorse marred Shaan’s spectacular features. The first night here, at his house, he had tried to kiss her and she had acted like he stung. Somehow Geet was sure he knew about her being a prostitute but what she didn’t understand was how he could still bear her when she had refused to be intimate. The one disgusted should be him. Despite everything, one thing was sure. She could no more go back to her profession. She didn’t have the raw material for supply anymore. No more could she trade her body. Maan had touched it n from then on it was his. The little time she had spent with him was almost serene. How could she taint those moments n give something that he had once to someone else.

She once had a customer who was in his early twenties and had recently lost his wife. He had come to her in search of redemption and had cried on the bed after having sex because he thought he had betrayed his dead wife. After that one night she never saw him again. That time Geet hadn’t understood. What was the point of crying after committing the deed? 

However, people are fools. Pain, fear and desires make them lose their heads n they did things which left just the bitter taste of repentance. You died every moment yet you live, no matter how shallow your survival was.

Geet had no regrets until she betrayed Maan, endangered his life. The man who showed tenderness, treated her kindly, made her feel loved in more than one manner. She nearly had him on his death bed. No, she didn’t want to carry on this shallow survival anymore.

Finally she was ready to give up the fight against god.

You win, I loose. Cheers.

Listen. Don’t be scared. I am sorry, Geet. It was just the heat of moment. I- I didn’t mean to… I would never force myself on you or anyone else. Geet felt bad for him. Her heartache was contagious. She almost laughed. Like a packet of drug to naïve, she attracted men only to hand them their destruction. Shaan liked her. It was in his eyes and she knew he would never hurt her. He wasn’t just that kind of a guy. I just wanted to comfort you. I thought- I care for you, okay.

He looked boyish in his boxers n T-shirt, Geet noticed. The worried lines on his forehead made him seem far more grown up. Perhaps, he was lonely too.

Geet collected her voice which came out so weak. It’s okay, Shaan. I should be the one saying sorry. Considering you are doing so much for me and expect certain… favors in return. But-

No. It’s not like that. See, I know who you are. I was almost sure about it the first time I met you at the party but that doesn’t affect our friendship. I won’t deny that I am more than attracted towards you. Yet, I didn’t bring you here for sex. I tried to kiss you because you were so inconsolable. I wanted to make you feel better also there was this urge to know how it would feel to finally kiss you. And you puked. That was a first for me. Shaan smiled and Geet had to praise his efforts at lightening the atmosphere.

I am sorry it couldn’t work out between us. Perhaps if I was not a pros or something, then-

If you liked me enough. Shaan corrected. What you did for a living has nothing to do what we could have.

How she found two men who weren’t bothered by her not-so-reputable line of work was beyond her. You are a nice man.

I know. Will you drink this now?

I need to use the washroom.

Shaan nodded. When Geet came out of the bathroom, Shaan was still there n he had opened all curtains. The bright sunlight stung her eyes. Why did you draw the curtains opens? Geet moved to pull them back.

Because I don’t think you were a vampire. You would live.

Her eyes caught sight of the sedan on Shaan’s porch. Geet could indentify it anywhere. Her heart beat fast as she saw him getting out. He pushed pass the security guard.

Geet turned around to look at Shaan. Inwardly, she apologized to him.

Maan climbed the stairs wishing she was fine. There must be something wrong. Geet, otherwise, wouldn’t have left Niki’s place n come here. At Shaan’s house, when he needed her the most.

He pushed open the doors to empty rooms. The last room at the end of the corridor, his hand shook. Why was he scared? She wouldn’t betray him. His Geet was only his.

As the door parted, his worst fear came to life. Shaan’s both arms were around her waist holding her up along his body. Their lips were moving together, wildly. She was caressing his nape. Instantly the scene was etched in his memory. There would be no forgetting. His vision blurred. What Maan did next was not even known to him. He just was aware of the burn under his skin, like he was on fire and he had to get her away from here. He pulled her back, parting her body from Shaan’s.

They both were startled by his interruption. Apparently, they hadn’t sensed his arrival. 

Ignoring her fierce protest Maan dragged Geet with him. Shaan, strangely, didn’t move from his place like he had turned into ice. Good for him, because Maan had no idea what he would have done. He was seeing red.

Geet’s each scream n push broke him in thousand pieces. She didn’t want to go with him and stay here. That wasn’t going to happen though; she had to go with him. She would always be with him n only him. If that required force, he was going to use it without any hesitation.

Let me go. I don’t wanna stay with you. Geet screamed for the thousandth time as 

Maan closed the door from other side locking her inside the room. She slid down the cold wood, banging it with her fists. Bile rose in her throat n she ran to vomit in the bathroom. 

Coming back she tried to open the windows but they were all locked. If it was Maan’s home she would have escaped easily but he had brought her to his farm house seemingly.

Smart man. Although not smart enough to let his bad omen go.

She tried to shun Maan’s eyes-when he caught her-from her memory but they just stared at her turning her blood cool. And she couldn’t ignore what she did to Shaan too, used him like toilet paper to clean her shit. He was humiliated, she knew and that’s why he didn’t stop Maan. He wasn’t so dumb to not know that she kissed him only for Maan to see.

Her chest tightened and Geet wished it was a stroke but surely god wouldn’t be so merciful as to end everyone’s misery.

 

PRECAP- Maan forcing Geet into.... What do you guys think??

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A/N:

Sorry guys for the pathetic speed of update. I was just wasn't in flow with this story or something came in way everytime. I promise I would be more frequent from now. Also BF from now on would be updated on BLOG only as I had informed earlier.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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