Something About You- MG || (Part 86|Page 102) - Page 99

Finally Geet got to know rajveer character. Maan maybe hard hearted person, he need love and attention. Only Geet can give it. Geet did say Maan she like him, still he want clarification whether she liked him coz he helped her. Maybe Geet started liking him coz of his care and love. She did notice him after they got along, went on trip. Can't wait for next update.

Thank you.

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I think rajveer is planted by maan's evil family to separate maan n geet

with the way rajveer pour poison geet keep distance from rajveer but the way their jodi getting publicity may be rajveer behind it

only solution for current situation is to talk freely from heart is necessary by pushing away hurt for their future

Part 81

great that Lady A explained why they came late

ha ha she called Rajveer as Yahoo

at least Maan decided to speak to Geet

glad that Maan comforted Geet

liked that he took care of Geet

pleased that Geet was determined to see Maan

of cos she was relieved seeing Maan there

as usual Maan made breakfast for Geet

she was indeed emotional realising that Maan squeezed fresh oranges for the juice

as expected Maan apologised to Geet

well she assured Maan

loved that she trusts Maan

good that she confronted Maan

it was high time that they had this discussion

Maan was clearly direct with Geet

however needs more time

wonderful that Geet told Maan that she is there for him

ahh Maan wants Geet to quit the show

her reaction was anticipated

not surprised that Lady A told Geet that Maan does not like Rajveer

but Geet did not agree with this

hate Rajveer

liked that Geet was upfront with him

angry that he said all that about Maan

Geet was furious with this

Part 82

angry with Rajveer

hate that he touched Geet

of cos she stopped him

now she saw his real colors

at least she supported

alas she decided to not tell Maan what Rajveer said

great that she keeps her distance from him

one thing for certain is that Geet likes and desires Maan

as expected she drools on Maan

glad that Geet received a nomination for her role

she was indeed unhappy with Maan's dry message

as expected she wanted to celebrate with Maan

however Maan's mood was off

well Lady A and Maan had an intense work out

Maan was really harsh

so Lady A had place Maan in his place

they both were injured

finally Geet intervened

Maan's question was reasonable

Geet was clearly caught off guard

ahh she was unable to properly respond

Maan's response was anticipated

Maan's thoughts well portrayed

not surprised that he was jealous

at least he tried to handle his emotions

gosh she left when Geet did not respond to his question

update soon

Great part

Do make Geet say her heart too now or Maan will take it wrong

Cont soon

Thanks for pm

Please maan buck up get hold of ur insecurities other wise u loose geet and urself

Okay every coin has other side rajveer knows how maan was in his childhood but he didn't know that he is missing his parents love and warmth he is needed money can't buy love and maans parents didn't acknowledge the need for his son to show him how much they love him that's why he is like that in childhood

Please geet hold maan dont get his insecurities ruin his beautiful relationship u have please communicate and let go off maan who just want some love trust and compassion i know u can do it for both of you

Part 83

He asked Geet what she liked about him. Did she really like him?

Facing her startled expression and prolonged silence, Maan got up and walked away.

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it was a long time after Maan left that Geet came back to herself. She wanted to stop Maan and explain that he was absolutely wrong.

She ran up to Maan's room and knocked for a long time. But he didn't respond, nor did he open the gate.

Geet thought maybe she should let him cool down tonight and talk tomorrow morning.

She just wanted to tell him it was the total opposite of what he said. She liked him because he never made feel that she owes him anything. He never made her feel there is a difference of class money or power between them. He never acted like he has any hold or right over her, never lorded over her. He never made her feel that he has done her any favors or provided any significant help. He only treated her like an equal. Respected her like a gentleman. Pampered her like a princess. How could she come up with a simple answer of why she liked him or when she started liking him. She just did.

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He locked himself in his room and collapsed on the floor.

No longer able to stop the final terrible thought from emerging the one last question he didn't ask Geet.

Would she feel the same for someone if it was them who had helped her one year back instead of Maan?

Would she have just as easily agreed to marry someone else?

Would she be saying I like you to someone else one year down the line?

Or maybe it won't even take one year. After all

If the other person was better than Maan by even a small percentage, maybe Geet would have been much happier and fallen in love much faster.

Was he replaceable by any decent rich guy who would help her?

Maan ignored the rows of alcohol and held the small syringe filled with ****.

There was a time he hated the sensation these things brought on.

He only drank on social occasions to numb himself to the mindless repeated chatter. To dull down his senses and be able to bear and deal with the stupid people clamoring around him.

He didn't want to be just numb now. He wanted oblivion. He wanted his thoughts to stop altogether.

His hands shook as he inserted the needle in his body.

The drowned and blurry voice of logic and reason screamed at him to stop with its last struggle.

With chattering teeth and numb fingers, he slowly pushed the plunger and emptied the syringe into his body.

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Geet sees his Porche literally zoom over the freeway rashly cutting through all the trafic...zig zag.

She frowns in concern as she identifies his car.

She called him but no call pick.

It was not possible for her to chase him.

She is trying his number.

Since it’s all in vain she calls his secretary.

G- Where is your sir?

S- mam ...he...

G- I saw his car speeding very dangerously on the road. Is he driving it? Are you not with him?

S- yes...no

G- what???? He is not picking up my call. Ask him to stop acting like a coke head.

S- emmmm .....well ....he...

Geet ne hazaae baar call kiya...tab jaake call uthaya

G- what is wrong with you??? Why are you not picking up my call?

M- What??? I was driving.

G- I could see that how you were driving. Are you an idiot! What consequences it could have in you, on innocents and on your company's reputation. Are you a Teenager??

Geet starts giving piece of her mind to Maan. Worry made her lose all the inhibition.

G- I thought you were better than this. But You too are a Rich brat. Who does illegal stuff & doesn't think of consequences!

M- Who the f*** are you huh? Who do you think you are? A woman whose career I sponsored, the house she lives is paid by me, clothes you wear paid by me, food she eats is by me. You know how many women like you I can get in the time frame you are ranting nonsense.

She is silent.

Hangs up.

He is under influence of a substance.

Geet held the phone tightly against her, her heart hammering in her chest.

This wasn't him.

This broken, bitter man wasn't the Maan she had grown to know, the one who hid his scars behind sharp intellect and distant charm. He was always self-destructive, always distant, but this was a new low—a place she never thought he would reach.

The substance was talking now, not him.

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Next Morning, Maan woke up with a splitting headache, his mind clouded with the remnants of the night before. He blinked at the harsh sunlight streaming through the curtains, squinting as the room slowly came into focus. The space felt empty, unnervingly so.

"Geet?" he called out, his voice hoarse, but there was no response. He sat up, clutching his head, feeling the weight of last night's destructive behavior pressing down on him.

He walks towards her room.

His eyes swept across the room, searching for any sign of her—her things, her presence—but it was as if she had never been there.

The room was clean, orderly. The usual items she left scattered—her book, a scarf, her scent—were all gone. There was nothing. A cold sense of dread filled him. He stood up, swaying slightly, and stumbled toward the closet, pulling open the door. Empty. Her clothes were gone.

The bathroom door was ajar; he pushed it open, expecting to see her toiletries on the sink. It was bare.

Panic began to build in his chest. He grabbed his phone, dialing her number, but the call went straight to voicemail. Again. And again. His calls went unanswered, his texts left unread.

He checked his messages for anything—something that might explain her sudden absence. Finally, he saw it. A single text from her, sent in the early hours of the morning.

"I need time away. Don't look for me. I'm going to find myself."

Maan stared at the message, his heart dropping into a bottomless pit. His hands trembled, and he sank down onto the bed, the silence of the room deafening. His mind raced back to their argument, to the venomous words he had hurled at her while under the influence, the ugliness of his jealousy, his desperation spilling out in the worst way.

He knew she was hurt. But he never thought she'd actually leave.

He clenched his fists, anger at himself bubbling up. He had pushed her away. The only woman he couldn’t stop thinking about, the only one who had ever seen him for more than the darkness everyone else feared.

And now, she was gone.

Part 83

Panic Filled and Hurtful Update

Maan in his intoxication has drugs , his worst decision

and in his intoxicated state he insults Geet and it's all due because of his insecurities

but his words hurt Geet deeply

now she has left his home and Maan realizes he is once again alone

hopefully soon both can truly talk to each other and clear all misunderstandings

between them