Accidentally In Love
Arshi/Arhi Fanfiction!
Song of the chapter: Main Yahaan Hoon - Veer-Zaara
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=agSilHb_4EY&NR=1&feature=endscreen
"Rani Sahiba?! Aap teekh toh hain? Aapko chot toh nahin laggi? Saale Sahab yeh kaise hua? Anjali are you okay? Are you hurt? Arnav, how did this happen?" The snake asked, an innocent look on his features while he pretended to fuss over Anjali.
"Ek accident hua tha... Jijaji. Di toh bilkul teekh hain. Kuch nahin hua unhe." Arnav said coldly and watched as his family sighed in relief, all crowding around Anjali, stroking her hair and whispering words of comfort.
"Hello Hi Bye Bye! Anjali bitya. Tum teek toh ho na? All ij well?"
Arnav stared at Shyam and felt rage the likes of which he'd never felt before well up. How dare this filthy excuse for a man hurt his sister? Betray her trust and try to kill- he'd kill him. He'd never let him near his sister or his Khushi again. He'd die himself first, but Shyam Manohar Jha would never again be able to hurt the women he loved.
"Aur Khussi? Humri Sanka Devi? What about Khushi?" Buaji asked tearfully, and Payal nodded while Garima Aunty sobbed. Arnav sighed, gathering up his courage to speak the dreaded words he wasn't sure he could manage. What caught his attention however, was Shyam's expression. It was confused, and terrified. Arnav glanced at Anjali and found her glaring at Shyam in disgust, and it didn't take long to realize her plan. Arnav felt pride well up within him and it was with complete confidence in his sister that he answered.
"Buaji...Khushi ko- bohot buri tara se chot lagi hai. Doctors keh rahe hai ke voh shayad- Buaji, Khushi is really badly injured. The doctors are saying she may not-" Arnav felt his voice break as he struggled to finish his sentence, the mere thought of Khushi not making it causing him indescribable pain.
"KHUSSI?! MERI BACHI?! Khushi?! My baby!?" Garima screamed, throwing herself fowards. She would have tumbled to the floor had Arnav not reached out and caught her, steadying her and strengthening himself.
"KYA?! KHUSHIJI KO CHOT PONCHI HAI?! YEH KAISE HUA?! GADI MEIN TOH BASS RANI SAHIBA HONI CHAHIYE THI NA? HUMNE USS DRIVER SE KAHA THA KE RANI SAHIBA KO MARNA HAI, HUMARI KHUSHIJI KO CHOT KAISE PONCHI!? WHAT!? HOW IS KHUSHI INJURED?! ONLY ANJALI WAS SUPPOSED TO BE IN THE CAR?! I SPECIFICALLY TOLD THE DRIVER TO KILL ANJALI, HOW DARE HE INJURE MY KHUSHI?!" Shyam screeched, his eyes wide and deranged.
"Hai?! Hello Hi Bye Bye." Mami was the first to react, her eyes wide and shocked.
"Damaadji!?! Eee aap ka kahat hai? Shyam!? What are you saying?" Nani wailed, looking horrified, her and Mami casting frightful glances at Anjali weary of her reaction.
Shyam looked horrified and began to pace back and forth.
"Humne toh unke Babuji ko bhi raaste se hatadiya tha. Voh naa karti rahi par hum toh jaante teh ke voh baas dikhane ke liye tha. I'd even gotten her father out of my way. She kept saying no, but I knew she was just playing hard to get."
"Kya?! SHASHI BABUA KO TUMNE?! HAI RE NANDKISORE! What!? You attacked Shashi?! Oh my god!" Buaji gasped, bursting into sobs as she lunged forwards to slap Shyam.
"Buaji!" Payal gasped, hurrying forwards to try and restrain Buaji who was hitting every inch of Shyam she could reach. Arnav, who wanted Shyam out of there and arrested, stalked forwards, gently prying Buaji off of the snake.
"Saale Sahib! Yeh sab inn logo ki chal- Arnav they all planned this-" Shyam began and Arnav felt rage welling up within him.
"ENOUGH!" came a voice from behind them and Arnav glanced back shocked as Akash strode forwards.
"Bohot hogaya. Aapne meri di ke saath aisa khel khela!? That's it. You played games with my sister!?" Akash growled. Shyam stared at Akash for a moment before he ran past him, straight towards Anjali.
"RANI SAHIBA! Yeh log humein fasaane ki koshish kar rahe hain! Humein nahin pata inhone humein kya pilaadiya. Hum kuch bhi anab shinaab bole ja rahe hain!? Anjali! They're trying to frame me! I don't know what they mixed in my drink that I'm saying anything?!"
"Humein aap pe pura vishwaas hai Shyamji. I trust you completely Shyamji." Anjali whispered, and the family's sprung into protest.
"ANJALI BITYA?!"
"DI?!"
"Rani Sahiba! Aap toh jaanti hai na ke hum aapko koi dukh nahin ponchasakhte. Anjali, you know I could never hurt you." Shyam said smugly, leering at the family as he wrapped an arm around Anjali.
"Anjali Bitya! Ee aap ka karat hai!? Anjali dear, what are you doing?!" Nani wailed, rushing forwards to try and pull Anjali away from Shyam.
"Hello Hi Bye Bye, Anjali bitya, gets aways from damaadji!" Mami snapped, trying to push Shyam away as well.
"Di!" Arnav gasped, surging forwards. "Aap kya kar rahi hain? What are you doing?" He asked, sounding horrified. Akash, beside him, nodded and NK's hands fisted by his side as he glared at Shyam.
"Chote, Akash, NK bhai humein maloom hain ke hum kya kar rahe hain. Arnav, Akash, NK I know what I'm doing!" Anjali said, her eyes communicating volumes to her distraught younger brothers, who sighed and nodded, trusting their sister.
"Hai Re Nandkisore! Itna bada dhoka sab ke saath! Humka pata tha ke tohri asliyat Raizada parivaar ke samne pehle hi rakh dena chahiye tha! Deception! You cheat! I knew I should have thrown your true side out to the Raizadas earlier!" Buaji roared, and Shyam smirked.
"Konsi asliyat Buaji?! Aap logon ne toh humein fasaane ki soch liya hai! Leken humari rani sahiba ko humpe vishwaas hai! What truth Buaji?! You all have thought to frame me! But my Anjali trusts me." Shyam snapped back.
"Nahin! Aap ek ghatiya insaan hain! Ek ghatiya insaan jisne humari Khushi aur Di ke saath khilvaad kiya hai! NO! You're a lecherous man who has cheated my sister, and Anjaliji!" Payal snapped furiously, and Akash grabbed her hand to calm her.
If Arnav trusted the Gupta family, that was enough for Akash and he knew that there must be some deep truth interwoven in this.
"Hello Hi Bye Bye?! Ee ka matbal hai ki ee Gupta parivar ko sab saach pehle se knowingswa tha!? This means that this Gupta family knew the truth earlier?! They didn't tell us!? I'm telling you Saasuma (mother-in-law) this is their plot to ruin us! Bloody lower class people!" Manorama growled angrily, waving her adorned hands angrily in the Gupta's direction.
"Bas!" Anjali snapped angrily, and both families snapped their gaze to her. "Shyamji, humein maloom hai ke aap humare saath aisa kuch nahin karsakhte. Hum hamesha aap hi ke saath rahenge! ENOUGH! Shyamji I know that you would never do this to me and I want to be with you forever!" Anjali said devotedly, staring up into Shyam's snake like face, with adoration.
It didn't take long before her features transformed into disgust, and she leaned upwards to stare Shyam directly in the eye.
"Aap ne socha tha ke hum yahin kahenge na? I bet that's what you thought I'd say." Anjali snarled, before swinging her hand around giving Shyam a slap that echoed around the silent hospital.
"Aap ki himmat kaise hui!? Humare saath, Khushiji ke saath aisa khel?! Aapko sharm nahin ayi? Itna ghatiya insaan humne aaj tak nahin dekha! Aur Khushiji, bechari Khushiji, humari khatir kitna sehgayi voh! Na jaane kya, kya kiya hoga aapne unke saath. Leken voh chup rahi. Humari khatir voh chup rahi, humari khushi ke liye. How dare you!? Play this horrible game with Khushi and I!? Did you feel no shame, no remorse?! I haven't seen such a filthy man in my life! But Khushi, poor Khushi, she tolerated so much for me! Who knows what you did to her, what you said to her. But she stayed quiet. For me, for my happiness!" Anjali whispered, looking and sounding like she was going to cry.
"Sexual Harassment is a crime Shyam Manohar Jha, and you're gonna pay for it." Anjali snarled, stepping forwards again. Her resolve to punish Shyam had only strengthened ten-fold. Ignoring his spluttered explanations and protests she limped forwards.
"Voh pehla thappar toh humare liye tha. Ab yeh Khushiji ke liye hai. That first slap was for me, now this is for Khushi." Anjali whispered furiously. Before Shyam could even process her words, Anjali slapped him, hard enough to send Shyam sprawled out over the floor. Straight at Arnav Singh Raizada's feet.
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Khushi felt as though she was floating. Drifting between two different universes. One side of her wanted to fight, harder than she had ever fought before. But the other side of her was just...tired. So tired. She just wanted to sleep...give in to the darkness and embrace it. She didn't know where she was. It hurt. Everything hurt. There was darkness all around her, so she knew she wasn't conscious.
"Tumhari himmat kaise hui Di ke saath yeh karne ki? Khushi ke saath yeh karne ki?! How dare you do this to my sister? To Khushi?!" It was his voice, Arnav's, that made her want to fight. Was he talking to Shyam? Anjali?! Was she alright?! Oh he must be furious.
"Khushi," a voice seemed to whisper, exuding gentleness, kindness. Khushi was drawn to it, like moths to a flame. The voice promised security, no more pain.
At the same time, she heard his voice again, Arnav's.
"Khushi," his deep baritone spoke her name, and Khushi was once again torn between the darkness and Arnav. Arnav was security, Arnav was safety, Arnav was protection, Arnav was...love. But he was also anger, bitterness, and a tempest.
"Khushi," the first voice urged her again. "Aao bitya. Come, darling." Khushi sighed, feeling the warmth of the voice.
"Khushi," Arnav's voice sounded again and Khushi felt herself slipping away from it, from him.
'Arnavji, humein maaf kardijiye. I'm sorry Arnav.'
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"Don't worry Mr. Raizada. We'll take him from here." Arnav whipped around to stare at the Police Officer behind him.
"Nandkishoreji ne humein sab kuch bata diya hai Mr. Raizada. Mr. NK told us everything Mr. Raizada." They grabbed a struggling Shyam by the arms and began to drag him outwards.
"Wait." Arnav spoke, a single word that resonated rage. He stalked forwards and faced Shyam who stared back, disgusted.
*SMACK* the sound echoed around the hospital and the congregated families gasped.
"That was for my Di." Arnav hissed.
*SMACK*
"That was for pissing me the fuck off," Arnav hissed again, his free hand forming a tight fist as he thought of poor Khushi, alone on the operation table.
*SMACK*
"and that... was for my Khushi." Arnav snarled. Shyam's face contorted in rage, and he made to lunge at Arnav only to have the police officers haul him back.
"AAPKI KHUSHI!? YOUR KHUSHI!?! SHE'S MINE! DO YOU HEAR ME?!" Shyam roared, struggling against the police as Arnav began to shake from rage.
"Get him the fuck out of my sight. Abhi. Now. Usse pehle ki main iski jaan lelun. Before I kill him." Arnav snarled and the police nodded, yanking Shyam out backwards.
"I'LL GET YOU. HUM VAAPAS AYENGE! PURE RAIZADA AUR GUPTA PARIVAAR KO BARBAAD KARNE. HAHAHAHA HUM SAB KO MARDENGE. AUR KHUSHIJI HUMARI HONGI!" Shyam roared and the hospital doors slammed shut on him, as the police dragged him out, drowning out of the sound of Shyam Manohar Jha.
Arshi/Arhi Fanfiction!
Song of the chapter: Main Yahaan Hoon - Veer-Zaara
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=agSilHb_4EY&NR=1&feature=endscreen
Arnav gave a low growl and surged forwards, fully intending to flay Shyam alive right there. He would have too, if Di hadn't intervened and held him back, giving him a wordless signal to control himself.
"Rani Sahiba?! Aap teekh toh hain? Aapko chot toh nahin laggi? Saale Sahab yeh kaise hua? Anjali are you okay? Are you hurt? Arnav, how did this happen?" The snake asked, an innocent look on his features while he pretended to fuss over Anjali.
"Ek accident hua tha... Jijaji. Di toh bilkul teekh hain. Kuch nahin hua unhe." Arnav said coldly and watched as his family sighed in relief, all crowding around Anjali, stroking her hair and whispering words of comfort.
"Hello Hi Bye Bye! Anjali bitya. Tum teek toh ho na? All ij well?"
Arnav stared at Shyam and felt rage the likes of which he'd never felt before well up. How dare this filthy excuse for a man hurt his sister? Betray her trust and try to kill- he'd kill him. He'd never let him near his sister or his Khushi again. He'd die himself first, but Shyam Manohar Jha would never again be able to hurt the women he loved.
"Aur Khussi? Humri Sanka Devi? What about Khushi?" Buaji asked tearfully, and Payal nodded while Garima Aunty sobbed. Arnav sighed, gathering up his courage to speak the dreaded words he wasn't sure he could manage. What caught his attention however, was Shyam's expression. It was confused, and terrified. Arnav glanced at Anjali and found her glaring at Shyam in disgust, and it didn't take long to realize her plan. Arnav felt pride well up within him and it was with complete confidence in his sister that he answered.
"Buaji...Khushi ko- bohot buri tara se chot lagi hai. Doctors keh rahe hai ke voh shayad- Buaji, Khushi is really badly injured. The doctors are saying she may not-" Arnav felt his voice break as he struggled to finish his sentence, the mere thought of Khushi not making it causing him indescribable pain.
"KHUSSI?! MERI BACHI?! Khushi?! My baby!?" Garima screamed, throwing herself fowards. She would have tumbled to the floor had Arnav not reached out and caught her, steadying her and strengthening himself.
"KYA?! KHUSHIJI KO CHOT PONCHI HAI?! YEH KAISE HUA?! GADI MEIN TOH BASS RANI SAHIBA HONI CHAHIYE THI NA? HUMNE USS DRIVER SE KAHA THA KE RANI SAHIBA KO MARNA HAI, HUMARI KHUSHIJI KO CHOT KAISE PONCHI!? WHAT!? HOW IS KHUSHI INJURED?! ONLY ANJALI WAS SUPPOSED TO BE IN THE CAR?! I SPECIFICALLY TOLD THE DRIVER TO KILL ANJALI, HOW DARE HE INJURE MY KHUSHI?!" Shyam screeched, his eyes wide and deranged.
"Hai?! Hello Hi Bye Bye." Mami was the first to react, her eyes wide and shocked.
"Damaadji!?! Eee aap ka kahat hai? Shyam!? What are you saying?" Nani wailed, looking horrified, her and Mami casting frightful glances at Anjali weary of her reaction.
Shyam looked horrified and began to pace back and forth.
"Humne toh unke Babuji ko bhi raaste se hatadiya tha. Voh naa karti rahi par hum toh jaante teh ke voh baas dikhane ke liye tha. I'd even gotten her father out of my way. She kept saying no, but I knew she was just playing hard to get."
"Kya?! SHASHI BABUA KO TUMNE?! HAI RE NANDKISORE! What!? You attacked Shashi?! Oh my god!" Buaji gasped, bursting into sobs as she lunged forwards to slap Shyam.
"Buaji!" Payal gasped, hurrying forwards to try and restrain Buaji who was hitting every inch of Shyam she could reach. Arnav, who wanted Shyam out of there and arrested, stalked forwards, gently prying Buaji off of the snake.
"Saale Sahib! Yeh sab inn logo ki chal- Arnav they all planned this-" Shyam began and Arnav felt rage welling up within him.
"ENOUGH!" came a voice from behind them and Arnav glanced back shocked as Akash strode forwards.
"Bohot hogaya. Aapne meri di ke saath aisa khel khela!? That's it. You played games with my sister!?" Akash growled. Shyam stared at Akash for a moment before he ran past him, straight towards Anjali.
"RANI SAHIBA! Yeh log humein fasaane ki koshish kar rahe hain! Humein nahin pata inhone humein kya pilaadiya. Hum kuch bhi anab shinaab bole ja rahe hain!? Anjali! They're trying to frame me! I don't know what they mixed in my drink that I'm saying anything?!"
"Humein aap pe pura vishwaas hai Shyamji. I trust you completely Shyamji." Anjali whispered, and the family's sprung into protest.
"ANJALI BITYA?!"
"DI?!"
"Rani Sahiba! Aap toh jaanti hai na ke hum aapko koi dukh nahin ponchasakhte. Anjali, you know I could never hurt you." Shyam said smugly, leering at the family as he wrapped an arm around Anjali.
"Anjali Bitya! Ee aap ka karat hai!? Anjali dear, what are you doing?!" Nani wailed, rushing forwards to try and pull Anjali away from Shyam.
"Hello Hi Bye Bye, Anjali bitya, gets aways from damaadji!" Mami snapped, trying to push Shyam away as well.
"Di!" Arnav gasped, surging forwards. "Aap kya kar rahi hain? What are you doing?" He asked, sounding horrified. Akash, beside him, nodded and NK's hands fisted by his side as he glared at Shyam.
"Chote, Akash, NK bhai humein maloom hain ke hum kya kar rahe hain. Arnav, Akash, NK I know what I'm doing!" Anjali said, her eyes communicating volumes to her distraught younger brothers, who sighed and nodded, trusting their sister.
"Hai Re Nandkisore! Itna bada dhoka sab ke saath! Humka pata tha ke tohri asliyat Raizada parivaar ke samne pehle hi rakh dena chahiye tha! Deception! You cheat! I knew I should have thrown your true side out to the Raizadas earlier!" Buaji roared, and Shyam smirked.
"Konsi asliyat Buaji?! Aap logon ne toh humein fasaane ki soch liya hai! Leken humari rani sahiba ko humpe vishwaas hai! What truth Buaji?! You all have thought to frame me! But my Anjali trusts me." Shyam snapped back.
"Nahin! Aap ek ghatiya insaan hain! Ek ghatiya insaan jisne humari Khushi aur Di ke saath khilvaad kiya hai! NO! You're a lecherous man who has cheated my sister, and Anjaliji!" Payal snapped furiously, and Akash grabbed her hand to calm her.
If Arnav trusted the Gupta family, that was enough for Akash and he knew that there must be some deep truth interwoven in this.
"Hello Hi Bye Bye?! Ee ka matbal hai ki ee Gupta parivar ko sab saach pehle se knowingswa tha!? This means that this Gupta family knew the truth earlier?! They didn't tell us!? I'm telling you Saasuma (mother-in-law) this is their plot to ruin us! Bloody lower class people!" Manorama growled angrily, waving her adorned hands angrily in the Gupta's direction.
"Bas!" Anjali snapped angrily, and both families snapped their gaze to her. "Shyamji, humein maloom hai ke aap humare saath aisa kuch nahin karsakhte. Hum hamesha aap hi ke saath rahenge! ENOUGH! Shyamji I know that you would never do this to me and I want to be with you forever!" Anjali said devotedly, staring up into Shyam's snake like face, with adoration.
It didn't take long before her features transformed into disgust, and she leaned upwards to stare Shyam directly in the eye.
"Aap ne socha tha ke hum yahin kahenge na? I bet that's what you thought I'd say." Anjali snarled, before swinging her hand around giving Shyam a slap that echoed around the silent hospital.
"Aap ki himmat kaise hui!? Humare saath, Khushiji ke saath aisa khel?! Aapko sharm nahin ayi? Itna ghatiya insaan humne aaj tak nahin dekha! Aur Khushiji, bechari Khushiji, humari khatir kitna sehgayi voh! Na jaane kya, kya kiya hoga aapne unke saath. Leken voh chup rahi. Humari khatir voh chup rahi, humari khushi ke liye. How dare you!? Play this horrible game with Khushi and I!? Did you feel no shame, no remorse?! I haven't seen such a filthy man in my life! But Khushi, poor Khushi, she tolerated so much for me! Who knows what you did to her, what you said to her. But she stayed quiet. For me, for my happiness!" Anjali whispered, looking and sounding like she was going to cry.
"Sexual Harassment is a crime Shyam Manohar Jha, and you're gonna pay for it." Anjali snarled, stepping forwards again. Her resolve to punish Shyam had only strengthened ten-fold. Ignoring his spluttered explanations and protests she limped forwards.
"Voh pehla thappar toh humare liye tha. Ab yeh Khushiji ke liye hai. That first slap was for me, now this is for Khushi." Anjali whispered furiously. Before Shyam could even process her words, Anjali slapped him, hard enough to send Shyam sprawled out over the floor. Straight at Arnav Singh Raizada's feet.
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Khushi felt as though she was floating. Drifting between two different universes. One side of her wanted to fight, harder than she had ever fought before. But the other side of her was just...tired. So tired. She just wanted to sleep...give in to the darkness and embrace it. She didn't know where she was. It hurt. Everything hurt. There was darkness all around her, so she knew she wasn't conscious.
"Tumhari himmat kaise hui Di ke saath yeh karne ki? Khushi ke saath yeh karne ki?! How dare you do this to my sister? To Khushi?!" It was his voice, Arnav's, that made her want to fight. Was he talking to Shyam? Anjali?! Was she alright?! Oh he must be furious.
"Khushi," a voice seemed to whisper, exuding gentleness, kindness. Khushi was drawn to it, like moths to a flame. The voice promised security, no more pain.
At the same time, she heard his voice again, Arnav's.
"Khushi," his deep baritone spoke her name, and Khushi was once again torn between the darkness and Arnav. Arnav was security, Arnav was safety, Arnav was protection, Arnav was...love. But he was also anger, bitterness, and a tempest.
"Khushi," the first voice urged her again. "Aao bitya. Come, darling." Khushi sighed, feeling the warmth of the voice.
"Khushi," Arnav's voice sounded again and Khushi felt herself slipping away from it, from him.
'Arnavji, humein maaf kardijiye. I'm sorry Arnav.'
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"Don't worry Mr. Raizada. We'll take him from here." Arnav whipped around to stare at the Police Officer behind him.
"Nandkishoreji ne humein sab kuch bata diya hai Mr. Raizada. Mr. NK told us everything Mr. Raizada." They grabbed a struggling Shyam by the arms and began to drag him outwards.
"Wait." Arnav spoke, a single word that resonated rage. He stalked forwards and faced Shyam who stared back, disgusted.
*SMACK* the sound echoed around the hospital and the congregated families gasped.
"That was for my Di." Arnav hissed.
*SMACK*
"That was for pissing me the fuck off," Arnav hissed again, his free hand forming a tight fist as he thought of poor Khushi, alone on the operation table.
*SMACK*
"and that... was for my Khushi." Arnav snarled. Shyam's face contorted in rage, and he made to lunge at Arnav only to have the police officers haul him back.
"AAPKI KHUSHI!? YOUR KHUSHI!?! SHE'S MINE! DO YOU HEAR ME?!" Shyam roared, struggling against the police as Arnav began to shake from rage.
"Get him the fuck out of my sight. Abhi. Now. Usse pehle ki main iski jaan lelun. Before I kill him." Arnav snarled and the police nodded, yanking Shyam out backwards.
"I'LL GET YOU. HUM VAAPAS AYENGE! PURE RAIZADA AUR GUPTA PARIVAAR KO BARBAAD KARNE. HAHAHAHA HUM SAB KO MARDENGE. AUR KHUSHIJI HUMARI HONGI!" Shyam roared and the hospital doors slammed shut on him, as the police dragged him out, drowning out of the sound of Shyam Manohar Jha.
