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part deux
She said nothing and for a moment he too was silent, concentrating only on caressing her arms.
"Did you ever wonder why rahul was always so hot and cold with you?" he asked her suddenly.
"No," she said, confused. "What do you mean?"
"How sometimes he seemed to change his attitude towards you in a split second?"
"Yes..." she murmured thoughtfully. "I wondered sometimes why he could be so incredibly passionate, ...and then see me the next day and act as if nothing had happened. He was never affectionate to me in public, and yet in private, it seemed as if he completely adored me. I could never understand it. It was almost like it was two different people..."
"That's because it was..." was the soft rejoinder.
She stiffened. "What do you mean?" she choked out.
"It was me, kanya my love...did you never recognize me? It was I who was your first...not rahul. It was never rahul. It was me, my darling."
"I - I don't understand."
"Its simple. rahul was always in love with bulbul - but she had broken up with him. He used you to make her jealous, going up to the point of even asking you to marry him. And meanwhile, you were falling in love with him - I believe he didn't want any complications by refusing to kiss you, so he asked me to step in. At first, he asked me to only because he felt disloyal to bulbul- but after that first time...he didn't even have to ask me, anymore. I'd fallen completely and irrevocably in love with you..."
There was a long silence. When kanya finally spoke, her voice was as cool as ice. "So in other words, you stayed with me out of pity? You took what I offered - my love,my innocence, out of kindness? I was simply a charity case for you, is that it?"
"No!" The protest was adamant. "No, kanya, that wasn't it at all. I couldn't court you while rahul was still engaged to you - it was impossible. And I couldn't make rahul break up with you, no matter what. I didn't want to hurt you, but you were hurt anyway, weren't you? When rahul left you for bulbul." He swore suddenly. "God, I should have done something!"
"Its no use crying over spilled milk, is it?" kanya bitterly. "What's done is done."
"Yes," ranbir said. "But seeing you again - its made me realize that I never stopped loving you, even when I tried to convince myself that I had. Three years, kanya. I've waited three years for this. And now I've got you, I'm not going to let you go."
"Excuse me?" her tone was one of blatant disbelief. "Not let me go?
May I remind you that you can't actually do that unless you have me? And you sure as hell don't!" She made to struggle and get up but was pinned down quite firmly, and for her trouble was turned down onto her stomach, with him lying half on top of her. "I beg to differ," he said coldly. "I would say that the position you are currently in fairly screams the fact that you're mine."
"I am nobody's! I am not an object, to be sold and bought. And I certainly do not belong to you!"
"We shall simply have to see about that, won't we?" His voice was silky, sibilant. She swiveled her head to look at him and the smoldering look of heat in his eyes made her inhale swiftly.
"No, damn you. Stop it!" But her protest was weak and she knew it and he simply ignored her.
"Do you belong to me?"
"No!"
"Say you belong to me, or I won't move."
"No."
He almost growled with frustration. "Say it, d*** you!"
She was silent.
He cursed, "D*** you," he muttered. "D*** you."
then pushed her away from him. that split second was all kanya needed, and she made a run from ranbir.
Spent beyond exhaustion, by her escape from that insane man's rooms, kanya's just dropped down onto her bed and her eyes fluttered closed...her last thought was that she was living a nightmare.
She said nothing and for a moment he too was silent, concentrating only on caressing her arms.
"Did you ever wonder why rahul was always so hot and cold with you?" he asked her suddenly.
"No," she said, confused. "What do you mean?"
"How sometimes he seemed to change his attitude towards you in a split second?"
"Yes..." she murmured thoughtfully. "I wondered sometimes why he could be so incredibly passionate, ...and then see me the next day and act as if nothing had happened. He was never affectionate to me in public, and yet in private, it seemed as if he completely adored me. I could never understand it. It was almost like it was two different people..."
"That's because it was..." was the soft rejoinder.
She stiffened. "What do you mean?" she choked out.
"It was me, kanya my love...did you never recognize me? It was I who was your first...not rahul. It was never rahul. It was me, my darling."
"I - I don't understand."
"Its simple. rahul was always in love with bulbul - but she had broken up with him. He used you to make her jealous, going up to the point of even asking you to marry him. And meanwhile, you were falling in love with him - I believe he didn't want any complications by refusing to kiss you, so he asked me to step in. At first, he asked me to only because he felt disloyal to bulbul- but after that first time...he didn't even have to ask me, anymore. I'd fallen completely and irrevocably in love with you..."
There was a long silence. When kanya finally spoke, her voice was as cool as ice. "So in other words, you stayed with me out of pity? You took what I offered - my love,my innocence, out of kindness? I was simply a charity case for you, is that it?"
"No!" The protest was adamant. "No, kanya, that wasn't it at all. I couldn't court you while rahul was still engaged to you - it was impossible. And I couldn't make rahul break up with you, no matter what. I didn't want to hurt you, but you were hurt anyway, weren't you? When rahul left you for bulbul." He swore suddenly. "God, I should have done something!"
"Its no use crying over spilled milk, is it?" kanya bitterly. "What's done is done."
"Yes," ranbir said. "But seeing you again - its made me realize that I never stopped loving you, even when I tried to convince myself that I had. Three years, kanya. I've waited three years for this. And now I've got you, I'm not going to let you go."
"Excuse me?" her tone was one of blatant disbelief. "Not let me go?
May I remind you that you can't actually do that unless you have me? And you sure as hell don't!" She made to struggle and get up but was pinned down quite firmly, and for her trouble was turned down onto her stomach, with him lying half on top of her. "I beg to differ," he said coldly. "I would say that the position you are currently in fairly screams the fact that you're mine."
"I am nobody's! I am not an object, to be sold and bought. And I certainly do not belong to you!"
"We shall simply have to see about that, won't we?" His voice was silky, sibilant. She swiveled her head to look at him and the smoldering look of heat in his eyes made her inhale swiftly.
"No, damn you. Stop it!" But her protest was weak and she knew it and he simply ignored her.
"Do you belong to me?"
"No!"
"Say you belong to me, or I won't move."
"No."
He almost growled with frustration. "Say it, d*** you!"
She was silent.
He cursed, "D*** you," he muttered. "D*** you."
then pushed her away from him. that split second was all kanya needed, and she made a run from ranbir.
Spent beyond exhaustion, by her escape from that insane man's rooms, kanya's just dropped down onto her bed and her eyes fluttered closed...her last thought was that she was living a nightmare.
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