10th may 2023
A lot of mistake ahead
KARAN 'S POV
They reach at her home
I insist on carrying Preeta to the door, despite the protest she gives me. There’s not a chance in hell I’m letting her walk on her own. I not only need to carry her in case she becomes dizzy, but I need to feel her in my arms. I need
that reassurance that she’s okay.
I don’t bother knocking on her door, since I have her right there with me. Grabbing the door knob, but it’s yanked from my hand when the door is suddenly pulled open.
The scowl on Rakesh ’s face drops when he sees his daughter in my
arms.
“Thum ...... aur preeta kya hua thuje ?” he growls.
“Main teek hoon.. papa.” Preeta tries to placate Rakesh, but he’s
having none of it.
“Your jaw is bruised, you have a cut on your lip, and you’re being carried. I wouldn’t say that’s fine.”
“Aap plz ....Move back so I can set her down on the couch. We’ll talk then,” I tell him.
It’s in his eyes to argue, no doubt not wanting me in his house, but he relents.
Preeta ’s mom enters the living room just as I get to the couch.
“Preeta beta kya hua tuje !” She rushes forward, getting to her knees by Preeta’s head just as I carefully lay her down.
“kya hua hai ?”
Neither me nor Preeta have had a chance to answer. The moment my back is straight, my throat is gripped in Rakesh ’s tight fist.
“Kya kiya hai tune meri beti ke sath?” he growls in my face.
“Papa!” Preeta cries from behind me. Out of the corner of my eye, I catch Preeta’s mom grabbing Preeta’s arm to keep her on the couch.
I get that her father is angry and worried. He has every right to be. My own anger is still very much alive. I can’t imagine all of the shit that’s going through his head right now. But what pisses me off is the accusations flaring in his
eyes.
I’d lay down my life for Preeta. And I’d take a life from anyone who thinks to harm her.
Rakesh doesn’t know that though, so I try to control the irate feelings coursing through me.
“Chodo Muje,” I snarl.
The pressure around my neck tightens, and I grab his wrist, applying my own pressure. I don’t back down or cower like he wants me to. Rakesh is a big man with a body built for fighting, but I’m just as big and can hold my own.
I let him get his licks in the night he caught Preeta and me together because he deserved to deliver them. But that shit ends now.
“Papa! Bhagvan ke liye usse chodo ! Vo kuch nahi kiya .. instead ... vo muje bachaya hai aaj ”
It takes a moment after hearing Preeta for his hold to drop away. He huffs out a breath, taking a step back.
His head swings to his daughter and his enraged expression change to one of love and concern. He sits down beside
her, bending at the waist to rest his elbows on his knees.
The struggle he’s going through at seeing his daughter with a bruised jaw and a bloody lip is plain to see from the strain on his face.
“ tho bathao muje ki kya hua hai ?”
He asks the question with
more calm than I feel at the moment.I pace the room, my hands clenched at my sides and my pulse pounding, as Preeta tells us all what happened..... that led up to me finding her in the locker room. Surprisingly, she
also includes what happened the day after the baseball
game. The more she speaks, the angrier I become.
From Rakesh’s body language, he’s right there with me. Her mother, though, doesn’t seem surprised when she explains what happened the first time.
I already have my phone out when Rakesh announces that
he’s calling the police. I hold it up as I scroll through my
contacts for ACP Rohit’s number.
I bring it to my ear and tell the room as I listen to the
rings,
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Ten minutes later, I hang up the phone and shove it in
my pocket.
“Ab tum ja saktha hai ,” Rakesh announces after I tell everyone that Rohit’s on his way over.
I’ve been expecting this, but it still angers me to hear it.
I rescued Preeta from a horrible ordeal, but it still doesn’t
give me the right to be here for what comes after. Rakesh’s
not at fault for wanting me gone, but he’ll have to knock my
ass out and toss me from the house to get me to leave.
“ Main kahi bhi nahi jaunga,” I tell him, angling myself toward him. If he wants to fight this out, I’m all for it.
“Jab thak muje ye yekeen hua ki she’s safe and after I hear what ACP Rohit has to say, plus I’ll have to give a statement.”
Rakesh takes a step forward, the muscles in his arms twitching. I hold still, not backing down. He can fuck right off.
“Nahi !” Preeta’s shout has both of our heads turning toward
the couch.
She gets up and situates herself between us. I can only see the side of her face, but from her stony expression, it’s her turn to be angry.
“Vo kahi bhi nahi jaunga papa. Aur agar aap usse bahar nikal gaya tho .... tho main bhi.. main bhi uska sath chalengi,”
“Kya hai ye , Preeta.” Rakesh grips the back of his neck,
glaring at his daughter.
“Uska yeha rehna ka koyi hak nahi hai . Aur abhi thak ye bahoot kuch kar chuka hai .... it's more than enough "
She throws her hands on her hips and leans toward her father.
“Jo bhi kuch hua Usmain iska koyi galthi nahi hai papa” She throws her hand up in his face when he opens his mouth.
“Nahi muje tho bolne do papa . Do bar... do baar ye issne muje,”
she points behind her toward me,
“.. Muje bachaya . Ek bar bhi aapna usko thank u nahi bola. I
would hope you would be grateful enough that you would
look past your anger.... papa Agar aapko yeh pasand nahi ki ye meri professor hai main uska student hu... usmain muje koyi farak nahi padtha papa .... aur aapna hi tho kal subah kaha tha ki that you were sad that I couldn’t understand how you feel. Now it’s me who’s sorry you can’t understand how I feel.”
Her chest moves up and down with her heated rant.
“shayat aapko yeh acha nahi lektha hoga ki main aur Karan ek doosre se milthe hai aur kya sochthe hai ek dusre ke baren main .”
“tu kehna kya chahtha hai preetha ?” Worry
mixes with the anger still lurking in his eyes.
“Muje nahi lektha hai ki main is saval ka javab do aapko. You’re smart enough to know that.”
His brows slash down.
“tu mujse yeh kehraha hai ki yeh .... tumko mujse zyada ye karan important hai ”
Preeta straightens her spine but drops her arms to her sides. I don’t need to see the devastation on her face to know her next words are painful to say.
“Are you going to make me choose papa ?”
For a moment, not a sound is heard in the room, except
for sniffles coming from Preeta’s mom and Preeta’s heavy
breathing. I stand behind her, not knowing what to say, but feeling a strange sensation in my chest. I’d never ask her to choose between her family and me, but knowing she would if pushed almost knocks me on my ass.
After a tense moment of silence, in which daughter and father glare at each other, Rakesh steps forward and yanks Preeta into his arms. She stays stiff with her arms down by her sides until he says something in her ear, too quiet for me to hear. A soft hiccoughing sob leaves her and she wraps her arms tightly around him.
When his eyes meet mine over the top of her head, the anger is still present, but hidden beneath it is reluctant resignation
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What will be the secret which Rakesh told to preeta?
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