Chapter Five

Every year, during the first week of the harvest, the town threw a huge festival. There was a lot of partying, singing, dancing, games, everything! This was open to everyone and the poor would get excited for this every year.

Khushi walked through the fair with her friends, all three of them excited. They were getting snacks when someone tapped on Khushi's shoulder. She turned around and her eyes widened.

"Arjun!"

She gave him a tight hug and then let go.

"Yaar, you'll always be the same."

"Arjun!"

"Stop whining. Tell me, how you been?"

"Fine. Bored without you."

The two continued to talk and walk through the fair. Little did Khushi know that Arnav was watching, more like staring at her, and he felt himself boil in anger.

He followed the two, not knowing where he was going. He was in the poor side of the town, so he had no clue. Today, no one was here, but if it was a regular day, everyone would've been gaping at him.

He was so focused on his surroundings, that he stopped looking at Khushi. Once he realized she wasn't around, he looked around and thought he saw something. He quickly went in that direction and heard a voice.

"Arjun…"

He looked through a window and saw Khushi gripping onto someone, in bed, moaning. He quickly went inside, busting through the door.

"KHUSHI!"

Khushi looked up, as well as the guy.

"What the hell are you doing," Arnav shouted.

Khushi sighed and sat up, behind the guy, her arms through his, holding him. "This is Arjun - the man I love."

"What?!"

"Why? It shouldn't be a problem to you. Besides, Arjun is so much better in bed than you."

She nipped on Arjun's ear and moved down to his neck and nipped him there. Arnav boiled in anger and was about to charge at the guy when someone placed a hand on his shoulder. He turned and saw his Di.

"Chote? What's wrong?"

He turned back and saw that he was still at the fair. Everything he had just seen was all in his head. Khushi was right in front of him, with that guy, playing some ring toss game. He relaxed and simply shook his head, assuring Anjali that everything was okay.

Arjun turned to Khushi. "Um… Khushi?"

"Yeah," she replied.

"There's something… I've been meaning to um, tell you."

"What is it?"

"Um, can we go somewhere… private?"

"Uh, okay?"

He held her hand and guided her out the fair. Arnav saw this and he raged up again. He was talking to some people and he excused himself and followed them. Arjun led her near the forest and then faced Khushi.

"Khushi, you know that we've been friends for a long time."

"Of course, ever since we were kids. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have learned a lot of stuff."

"Oh please Khushi, credits go to you."

"Yeah right Arjun," she said, leaning against a tree. "So what's your point?"

"Um, well Khushi," he said, moving in front of her, "throughout the years… I've been feeling… different, about you."

Khushi scrunched her eyebrows.

"The thing is Khushi, I… have feelings for you," he said, encasing her in between his arms, placing his hands on the tree.

"What?"

"Yes Khushi. … Khushi I-"

"YOU!"

Khushi and Arjun turned to look at Arnav.

"You," Arnav shouted, pointing at Arjun, "why aren't you at the fair? There's problems at the ferris wheel so go fix it."

"But Malik I-"

"Are you talking back at me?"

"No Malik," Arjun replied quietly, and then left.

Khushi watched as Arjun left and then looked at Arnav, who was staring at her angrily. "What's wrong Malik?"

He slapped her across the face. "How dare you be with another man?! You have no right to be with other men!"

"Why not Malik? Does it bother you?"

He slapped her again. "You have some nerve to talk back at me."

"You know that I do."

Arnav kissed her hard and pushed himself on her. He was going crazy and then moved down to her neck and bit on her flesh.

"Malik," Khushi whispered out, "this isn't right-"

"Don't tell me what's right and what's wrong!"

He moved back to her neck and bit down really hard.

"Aah! But Malik please! We're out in public!"

Arnav realized his surroundings and then let go of her. He regained control of himself and then grabbed her hand and made her follow him. They went back to the Estate and Arnav took her through a secret passageway, that led into the house, and then took her to his private room.

He pulled her into him and kissed her hard, making her lips bleed. He licked the blood off of his lips and her's. He tore of her dress and pushed her back in his bed and came on top of her. He bit down on her breast hard and Khushi yelled out in pain. She dug her nails onto his back, almost making him bleed. He entered her roughly and Khushi cried out in pain. Arnav was too busy enjoying himself, not giving a crap about Khushi. He thrusted in and out of her hard and Khushi's grip was so tight on him, that those marks wouldn't be leaving anytime soon. He kissed her hard and didn't let Khushi pull away when she needed to catch her breath. When he let go and looked up, he saw that she had fainted.

He wiped the saliva and blood off of his lips and got off of her. He got himself a drink and drank by the window. Arnav was still mad about the fact that she was with another man. And the thought he had earlier?

But now he wondered: why does it bother so much? Arnav looked back at Khushi and felt bad. He went back over to the bed and moved a strand of hair off of her face and caressed her cheeks and then felt bad. He covered her up with the duvet and kissed her forehead, letting her rest.

Arnav had work to do so he left. He came back a few hours later and saw that Khushi was gone.