Okay so I know all of you don't want a misunderstanding between Arhi, but it must be done. Sorry :(. This FF was conceived with this twist in place, I started off at the terrace scene and formed my plot outwards from that. Plus I need to move this story back to chapter 4 and it wouldn't make sense without this misunderstanding, I can't change the story now :/. Though it isn't like the one in the show, I've added my little twists ;). So bear with me through these few chapters :).
Khushi froze immediately as a heavy hand came and rested on her shoulder, one which she knew was not Arnavs. She turned round slowly, every hair standing up on her body, only to be faced with the overly sweet smile that belonged to Shyam Jha. She almost jumped back, her heart beating a thousand times faster than it had been only minutes before. She stood up immediately, hurriedly shoving away his hand and faced him glaring at him pointedly. He made a grab for her hand, squeezing it in his grasp and she recoiled in disgust, attempting to pull it away. "Khushi ji, aren't you happy?" He snared, the hideous grin not disappearing for a second. She gritted her teeth, trying with all her might to remove his dirty hand from hers, "what are you talking about?!" She growled. "Arrey Khushi ji, Buaji just told me that you agreed for our marriage," he announced, placing his free hand on her other one. "WHAT?!" She screamed, flinging his hand off immediately. "Arrey Khushi ji why are you acting so surprised?" He moved forward, causing her to take a cautious step back, her heel banging into the raised edge of the roof in the process. "What the hell are you talking about?!" "Our marriage Khushiji." She glared back at him in disbelief, "don't you have any shame! You are a married man!" She exclaimed, managing to break her hand free and pointing her finger accusingly at him. He broke into a sneer, grabbing out once more for her hand. "So what's wrong with that? All that matters is that I love you right?" He said, bringing her hand clasped in his to his heart. Khushi attempted to yank her hand back as angry tears moved into her eyes and she stood shocked at the mans audacity. "What the hell is wrong with you? Are you SICK?!" He flinched slightly but recovered almost instantly, twisting her wrist in his grip. "Why don't you understand Khushi ji that I love you?" She felt bile rise in her stomach, "How sick are you?! Why don't you divorce your so called wife first! Let go of me!" She screamed, "You..." She began just as something came and struck Shyams head and he collapsed to the side, holding onto the side of his face. Khushi turned round to face a murderous Arnav.
Arnav took two quick steps, anger flaring out of the very core of his being. He crouched down, grabbing Shyam by the collar and pulled him up, his face a mere few centimeters away from Shyams. "How dare you!" He gritted through his teeth, shaking with anger. Shyam sneered back, no sense of regret whatsoever evident on his face. "How dare you play with my di's life!" Arnav screamed, tightening his grip around Shyams collar. Shyam sneered back indifferently, angering Arnav even more, every muscle in his body tensed up as he made a grab for Shyams neck, holding it in a death grip, choking him as he gasped for breath. Arnav continued to tighten his grip, blind with rage.
Khushi finally broke out of her trance, rapidly coming to terms with what was going on. That's how Lavanya knew Shyam, he was Arnavs di's husband? She wiped the tears hastily off of her face, attempting to clear her mind. Things were happening too fast, she moved on auto-pilot. "Arnav stop! STOP! PLEASE!" She screamed, trying to push his rigid body back as he glared on further tightening his hold on Shyam. "Please Arnav," she begged, tears spilling out of her eyes. "Please Arnav leave him! LEAVE HIM! ARNAV! PLEASE!" And suddenly he broke out of his glare, focusing his eyes on Khushi, his body still convulsing with the anger that was coursing through him. "Leave him? LEAVE HIM!" He screamed, grabbing her arm whilst still choking Shyam with the other. She squirmed in pain as his features contorted to one of animalistic rage. "Fine. You want me to leave him?" Khushi stared with her eyes widened in shock as he took another threatening step towards Shyam. "You want me to leave him right?" She tried to nod but she seemed to be physically incapable of moving. "There, I'll leave him." She watched as Arnav broke his grip away from her arm and moved it onto Shyams chest, then pushed him off of the roof. She felt her whole body freeze in shock as Shyams body flayed then fell back off of the roof, she was unable to move.
He looked on seething with rage for a moment then grabbed her arm, she looked up at him, tears of shock and disbelief dripping out of her eyes. The skies suddenly darkened, making way for heavy clouds and let break as the heavy drops of rain fell on them. She writhed in pain as his hold tightened around her arm and he commenced to dragging her with him. "Arnav! What are you doing? Arnav you're hurting me, please," she begged finally having managed to re-awaken her voice. But Arnav continued to drag her down the stairs as she stumbled over her steps, his face a picture of blind rage.
He came to an abrupt halt in front of the car, bringing her round to face him and slammed her back into the side of the car. He opened the door, his features unflinching even for a second. "Get into the car!" He growled. "A... Arnav," she pleaded. He grabbed her hand once more, a look of pure loathing to his face, "get into the bloody car!" Her eyes were pleading but the look of hatred in his eyes frightened her, she wasn't sure if she even knew him anymore. "I said GET IN!" He screamed and she scrambled in immediately, not knowing what else to do.
She gripped onto the seat as he slammed on the break, her body yanking forward against the restraining belt. She watched in fear as he yanked the hand break up, then got out of his side, slamming his door. He was at her side within seconds. "Get out!" He growled, she looked at him in disbelief, tears choking her as she attempted to speak. "GET OUT!" He screamed then grabbing her arms once more yanked her out. "Wh...Where are we going? Arnav! Tell me where we are going!" She managed to choke out. "WE ARE GETTING MARRIED!" He screamed with a finality that filled every inch of her being with fear. She stood refusing to believe what he had just said, refusing to see the ferocious rage that hardened the contours of his face, she stood facing the man she loved more than anything in the world as he screamed out words she had many a times dreamed of in a way that instilled nothing but fear in her...
P.S. Sorry for the late & short update :(. Lots going on right now and I just haven't had the time to sit down and update properly xx
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