𝑫𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕💕

Part 17: Past🥀

Kritika's POV

Im  going siying confront of Armaan sipping my Hot Chocolate shake...well I'm not a coffee person.

He actually offered me to go on lunch after knowing that I skipped it in college but I denied...so we end up in this drinks.

He is also drinking the same as mine.
And he still didn't know that I knew about his little crush on me.Oh he is still unaware about that days act. I don't want to make him feel embarrassed or something so until he didn't say anything by himself I'm okay like this .

(Armaan's wear)

(Kritika's wear)

Armaan:Giggle...finish your drink fast then we have to go on your sessions...

I hummed in response...I'm improving with his help..I don't get nightmares often although they came sometimes but it's fine.
And about little space that thing also reduced.Im happy with his company.

Time skip.
Now they are sitting in his cabin .

Armaan: Hm So Giggle today we will share things about our past life..Are you okay with that?
Kritika:Oh okay..
Armaan: So Shall we start with me or you wanna speak first.
Kritika:Youu(mumbling cutely in tiny)

Armaan smiled at her and start telling her about his family.

Armaan: So I lived with my Parents. They are not like those orthodox Indian family..Even my Mumma and Dad are like extra open minded. They love each other most..Haha And I love them the most.I also have a little brother.He is perusing his masters in different city. So yeah!

He completed with a small smile.
Kritika smile a little in response but he call tell by her face that was not actually happy listening to him.Not jealousy but a void that she still can feel like a fresh wound which she can never scrapped from her life.

Kritika:I live with my Bhai.Heis a self made Man.He worked hard to follow his dream.We don't live with ou..our Pa...parents .Because Bhai don't want us to be with..th...the..them.

Now she started feeling uneasy.
Cause she was sharing the thing that she never shared with anyone in her life..Not even to Abhii..He knew everything because he was with them from long time when his Parents were alive.
But now she have to... because now or never

Armaan:Its okay Giggle...relax..hmm.
Kritika:My parents were never in good terms.
They always fight this is what everyone say but I know It was my Papa(Dad)..He always used to hit her for the slightest mistake.
For food, for not ironing his clothes properly.,if she stain his shirts.Everytime I remember the first time when he hit my mother I..I wa..was..6 at that ti..time...I was so small to witness those things.This continued for years . Even After my Mumma again got pregnant he still behaved her badly...third child was a girl ..He..He didn't want a girl...so..s..so he gave her to ...an orphanage...I..I was devastated...Akhii bhai was slowly going into depression he was very quite boy..He never speak against them because he didn't wanted to misbehaved with them....B...But One day....t..that..ni..nigh..night_

At this point she was not breathing normally. Sweat was on her forehead and hands...she was shivering uncontrollably..which Clearly showed to Armaan that she is started getting panic attack.

Armaan immediately stood beside her bending to her level he gave her water and start patting her back.

Armaan:Its okay ...shh..If you can't there's no need to tell okay..just relax Giggle..breath in and out ....pl..please Giggle...shh.

Kritika:N..No Armaan I wanna speak now..or I'll never be able to cope up with this fear o..of mine...Please...That..that night we wre sleeping or onle me and Bhai were asleep but all of a sudden our room door burst open My mumma came running to us..We jolted up because be both are very light sleeper ...Armaan her condition was...I I.. can't even imagined...I don't wanna recall that...her nose was bleeding profusely..her hair was messed up..She was sobbing badly ..I was..s..so scared..Bhai...Bhai..runned towards her but Pa..papa came from behind and dragged her out of our room  we also marched behind them with shivering steps ..And when we entered their room..Whole room was like a totally mess..But the worst thing the wall of their room was covered with...bl..blood that was my m..mumma's  blood. Papa was shouting at her.She..she was crying He pinned her to bed and started to choke he..her...I was not able to witness that ..so I runned from there...Ar..Armaan I runned from my house at 11 P.M. in mid December...I just runned barefoot  from there...I didn't remember after that but I woke up in a hospital and Bhai was with me...Armaan I ..was on m..my periods that time...I was so coward...I didn't try to st..stop him but I...ju..just.. run..a..away..Ar..Armaan_

Armaan  stopped her from speaking her and embraced her tightly as if she will disappear anytime ..She was shivering like hell..Her sobbing turned into crying..a miserable one.
His eyes also turned teary .He never imagined even in his worst dream that this little innocent girl suffered like this.

He rubbed her back but she was not able to breath properly which made him panick .
He was not able to think straight.
Only one though came in his mind that he have to do something he can't let anything happen to her.

So he pulled her away from his arms and without thinking twice remove her turtle neck from her body. Nikita was not in her senses so she didn't realised .

He again hugged her tightly calming her down.
After 15 minutes Kritika's breathing normalized but still she was hiccuping and shivering slightly.
He looked down and found that she was fainted in his arms.

Just then his cabins room burst opened and the next second there were standing a furious Akhii and Abhii.
When they witness Kritika's state their eyes turned red.They did not took them more time to misunderstand the whole situation.

Armaan started shaking his head negatively because he knew what were they might be thinking.

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"Sometimes it's not what we think..."🥀