Bela made Mahir wear his blazer from behind. Both were standing near the dressing table. Bela came in front of him and brushed his hair with her hands. She was looking tensed while he was just staring at her.

Bela: mahir Please be polite.. and ghussa to bilkul bhi mat karna..

He smiled and blew air on her face.

Bela: mahir!! Tum samajh rahe ho main tumse kya keh rahi hoon.. agar woh tumhe bura bala kahe bhi to please apne ghussa peh control rakhna.. bahut mushkil se maane hai woh tumse Milne ke liye.

Mahir: to!?

Bela: please na Mahir.. unhe impress karne ki koshish karo.. aise attitude dikhao ge to woh nahi maanenge.

Mahir wrapped her waist around his arms.

Mahir: unki beti ko impress kar diya kafi nahi hai. Joh unhe bhi impress karna padega.

Bela: beti ko tumne apne looks se impress kiya hai.. papa peh aisa nahi chalega..

Mahir: no worry (kissed her temple) main puri koshish karunga.. maan gaye to theek hai.. warna utha ke leke jaunga.

Mahir lifted her up in his right shoulder while she screamed playfully and giggled.

**

Mahir was sitting on sofa in front of bela's father. Her father was questioning him and he was answering. Both of them were arguing through their talks and eyes. Bela was standing behind her father biting her nails.

Mr.Sharma: to office kaam ke alawa aur kya karte hai.. kitne relationships rahi hai tumhari aaj tak.

Mahir: mera pehla pyar meri bela hai.. usse pehle na koi thi aur na koi kabhi aayegi.

Mr.Sharma: tumhare baaton se to aisa nahi lagta.

Mahir: meri baaton se kya lagta hai kya nahi lagta usse koi fark nahi padta. Main kya bol raha hoon.. usse lagta hai..

Mr.Sharma: kya guarantee hai ki tum meri beti ko khush rakhoge.

Mahir: bol raha hoon kafi nahi hai.

Mr.Sharma: bolne se kya hota hai.. karke dikhaana padta hai.

He laughed sarcastically: jab tak aap Bela ko mujhe denge nahi to main kaise dikhaun.

Mr.Sharma: exactly! Jab tak main Bela ko nahi dunga.. tum usse nahi le sakte..

Mahir smiled challengingly and looked at bela. She was pleading him through her eyes.

Mahir: aapko lagta hai aisa agar aap mujhe Bela nahi doge to main le nahi sakta. Woh meri hai usse mujhse koi alag nahi kar sakta.

Mr.Sharma: shayad tum bhool rahe ho ki tum uss Bela ke baap se baat kar rahe ho.

Mahir: to!! (Bit loudly) maine usse pyar uske baap se puch ke nahi kiya tha!!

Bela: mahir please..

Mr.Sharma: tameez se baat karo..

Mahir cuts him off: tameez to aap kho rahe hai Mr.Sharma!! Hum ek dusre se pyar karte hai main yaha aapse uska haath mange aaya hoon seedhe seedhe haan nahi Kar sakte.. kya zaroorat hai itna drama karne ki!!

Mr.Sharma got up. He held his collar pulling him up. Bela went near them and held her father's arm.

Bela: papa.. (her eyes became watery.)

Mr.Sharma: how dare you.. meri beti hai woh.. koi cheez nahi jisse main kisi ko bhi utha ke de Doon.. kaan khulke sunle.. agar mere beti ke aas paas bhi gooma na.. to tujhe jail mein daal dunga!!

He pushed Mahir. He stumbled and was about to fall when bela safes him from falling. Tears were flowing from her eyes. Her lips were curving downwards.

Mahir's jaw was clenched and his hands were tightly curled in a fist. His eyes were blazing with fire. Without uttering a word he left the place in anger. Bela followed him crying while her father was shouting to stop. But she ignored him.

She stopped him when he was about to get in the car.

Bela in cracking voice: ma.. hir.. ( holding his arm.) Mah... ir..

Bela was shaking his arm to speak something. His face was red and was looking down breathing heavily. It clearly shows that he is angry.

Bela while hiccuping: mahir.. s..say something.. pl..ease.. Ma.. hir..

Mahir: what!!!!

He shouted while harshly pressing her on the car and tighten his hold on her arm.. there was just an inch gab between them.

Mahir yelled: suna nahi tumne uss insaan ne kya kaha!!! Mujhe tumse door rehne ko keh raha hai!!! Hum dono ko alag hone ko keh raha hai!!!

Bela in a very low voice: woh.. mere papa hai..

He was shivering due to anger he left her arm with a so hard squeeze on it.

Mahir: ughhhhh!!! (He stepped backwards pressing his head with both hands) papa!! Really?!! Suna nahi tumne usne andar kya kaha!! Woh humein alag karne ki koshish kar raha hai Damn it!!!

Bela leaned to him and held his cheeks trying to calm him down.. she joined their foreheads.

Bela: tumhe lagta hai hum kabhi alag ho sakte hai?.. papa abhi ghussa hai.. unka ghussa shaant hone do hum phir unse aaram se baat karenge.. hm.. now just calm down.. (hugged him and rubbed his back)

When he felt calm he hugged her back.. he could feel his shirt getting wet because of her tears. He tightens his grip on her.. His eyes were red and jaw was clenched.. He gazed at himself through the mirror of the car..

**
A man was washing the blood out of his hand. He washed his hand and pulled out a wristwatch from his trouser pocket. He cleaned the blood out of the wristwatch and wiped it with a random clothe.

He opened a small box and kept the wristwatch on it.. then he hide the box under the cupboard.

**
Mahir was having breakfast in his home listening to song.. He was enjoying his breakfast. Somebody started to ring the doorbell. He frustrated because of this continues ring. He went to open it.

Mahir: arrey baba aa raha hoon wait.

As soon as he opened it he got mini heart attack seeing his Bela crying standing there.

Mahir: be...

Before he could complete Bela jumped on him hugging tightly.. she was crying badly clutching his neck and shoulder.

Mahir: Bela.. what happened?? (Worried)

He broke the hug and cupped her cheek wiping the tears out of it.

Mahir: kya hua Bela?.. is everything alright?!

Bela: pap... pa..

Mahir: kya hua..

Bela: ma.. hir.. papa...

Mahir: aao tum.

He took her inside and made her sit on the chair of the dining table. He poured a glass with water and gave it to her kneeling down. She sipped and put it on the table..

Mahir held her hands squeezing it lightly: kya hua (softly)

Bela: mahir papa... un.. unka accident ho gaya hai.. kisi truck ne unhe maara hai.. (She burst out crying while saying it)

Mahir didn't react but rubbed her hands and hugged her. She shrieked out pulling him against her body.. the sound of her sobs were breaking his heart into pieces.. hot tears were flowing down her cheeks she was weeping badly.

Bela: woh nahi rahe Mahir!... woh mujhe hamesha ke liye chodke chale gaye.. (while wailling)

A smile came into his lips hearing what she just said..

Flashback,

A car of Mr.Sharma's was completely crash.. Mr.Sharma was in car his face was covered in blood. His head was down and legs were up the Car was burning.. he can see a pair of legs were coming towards him. The person bend down to show his face when he reached near the car.

Mr. Sharma got shocked seeing the person.. he is revealed to be Mahir.. he smiled evilly and took out his sunglasses.

Mahir: hi sasurji!.. pehchana.?

Mahir sat down folding his legs facing him.. he gave him a big smile.

Mahir: of course pehchaan gaye honge... main wahi hoon jisse kal tu ne apni beti ko mujhse door rehne ko kaha tha.. kuch yaad aaya?.. haan Wahi..

Mr.Sharma was Ponting his hand at him trying to utter a word.

Mr.Sharma: tu... t.. tum.

Mahir: ma.. ma.. main hi hoon.. (he mimicked him and laughed) main hi hoon sasurji yaqeen karlo.. waise ek baat kahun... tu ne acha nahi kiya mujhe aur bela ko alag karne ki baat kar ke... arrey koi apne damad se aisa kehta hai? tu ne aisa socha bhi kaise ki main bela se alag hounga..

Chup chaap haan kar dete.. lekin nahi tujhe to baap banna tha.. bichara baap banne ki koshish karte karte kaha pauhach gaya.. agar maan jaata na to kal mujhe aur meri bela ko ashirwaad de raha hota.. ab pata nahi kal tu humdono ko ashirwaad dene ke liye hoga ya nahi..

Ek secret bataun?!.. mujhe pata hai ki tu nahi hoga. (He winked and laughed)

Mr.Sharma was trying hard to utter a word but nothing come out of his mouth.. his pointing hand was irritating Mahir..

Mahir: kya hai kyu koshish kar raha hai kuch Kehni ki.. kal tu ne bahut kuch bol diya ab bas!! Ab to try bhi mat kar kyu ki kuch bolne laayak to bacha nahi tu..

He said while taking out his wristwatch from him. He smacked Mr.Sharma's face slightly smiling and got up with his watch in his hand..

Mahir: ab main jaa raha hoon meri bela ke paas.. main bhagwan se pray karunga ki tere aatma ko kabhi shaanti nahi mile kyu ki tu ne mujhe aur meri bela ko alag karne ke bare mein socha bhi.. hm... good bye forever..

Flashback ends.

Mahir was smirking remembering the morning incidences.. he broke the hug and picked Bela in his arms.. he walked to his room and placed her on bed.. he sat near her and started to caress her scalp..

Mahir: thodi der aaram karo better feel karogi.. (softly)

Bela: papa...

Mahir: so jao!.

He was caressing her hairs with one hand. Other was held by her.. She was crying holding his hand.. he can understand her father died so that's normal for her to cry.. he was happy from inside for killing her father but sad too because of him she is crying.. he is the only reason behind her tears..

but ignoring all those thoughts of him he believes it's not his fault but her father's.. her father was trying to separate them.. how can he even think to snatch his bela away from him.. even Bela doesn't have a right to go away from him and how can he even say or think so

Mahir in mind: no.. she is only mine.. even if someone try aur think to take my bela away from me my hands won't shiver to kill that Bastard...

He smiled evilly and kissed her eyes which were closed. He kept caressing her hairs.

Mere kismat ke har ek panne peh,
Mere jeete jee baad marne ke,
Mere har ek kal har ek lamhe mein, tu likhde mera usse,

Har kahani mein,
Saare qisson mein,
Dil ki duniya ke sachhe rishton mein,
Zindagaani ke saare hisso mein,
Tu likhde mera usse,

Ae khuda.. Ae khuda..,
Jab bana uska hi bana,
Ae khuda.. Ae khuda..,
Jab bana uska hi bana,

A week passed.. Bela used to live with Mahir.. she has no one in her life except for mahir.. she was her father's princess since her father dead she is completely broken.. she cries every day night holding her father's pic or his clothes she doesn't eat, sleep probably.

But Mahir didn't like this. He is always furious on her father.. he hates him for making Bela like this.. he always tries to make her happy but all goes in vain.. one day Mahir decided to plan a suprise for her.. he took her in a beautiful place.. the place was filled with roses petals and there was a swing too.. he took her near the swing, he picked her up by her waist and made her sit on it..

Mahir pushes the swing forwards and when it comes back he kisses her on face. He did whatever he was doing after sometime he stopped and goes behind her Bela seems confused in matter of seconds Mahir blindfolded her.

Uska hoon us mein hoon usse hoon ussi ka rehne de,
Main to pyasa hoon hai dariya woh zariya woh jeene ka mere,

Mujhe ghar de gali de sheher de ussi ke naam ke,
Kadam yeh chale ya ruke ab ussi ke vaaste,

he picked her up in bridlestyle and went near a table.. the table was big enough and roses petals were all over there.. he put her down and asked her to remove the cloth she did as he said and saw a heart shape cake was placed on the table written "will you marry me" on it..

She suddenly paused and the smile on her lips broadened. She gazed at him he was kneeling down holding a ring.

Mahir: jaldi bolo per dukh raha hai.

She chuckled and shook her head.. he spilled the ring onto her finger and kissed her hand.. he got up and hugged her.

Dil mujhe de agar dard de uska par,
Uski ho woh hasin ghoonjhe joh mera ghar,

Ae khuda.. Ae khuda..,
Jab bana uska hi bana,
Aekhuda.. Ae khuda..,
Jab bana uska hi bana,

Mahir: cake kaate?

Bela nodded.. she held the knife in her right hand while he places his hand over hers.. both smiled at each other and the knife sliced through the cake.. they feed each other a small bite of cake..

**

BeHir got married in a church. Mahir comes to his decorated room with Bela in his arms.. he put her down in front of the dressing table.. he hugged her from behind placing his chin on her shoulder.

Bela: I'm so happy mahir.. (he smiled) kaash papa bhi yaha hote..

Mahir: humare suhaagraat mein tumhare papa kya karte.. maare hue insaan ko kyu yaad kar rahi ho. (He made an annoyed face)

Bela: woh mere papa hai!!

She came out of his grip and sat on bed.. Mahir sighed and went near her.. she was looking down Mahir sat beside her and lifted her face up by her chin.. her eyes were wet.

Mahir: sorry..

Bela: mahir tum aise kaise kuch bhi bol sakte ho mere papa ke baare mein.. woh mere papa hai... tum jaante ho na main unse kitna pyar karti hoon.. Main nahi sun sakti kuch bhi unke khilaaf..

Mahir: Bela main....

Mahir: mahir please.. mere liye mere papa se badkar kuch bhi nahi hai!! Agli baar unka naam lo to izzat se lo..

Mahir palmed his face control his anger and sighed.. what's her problem is it this much necessary to drag her father's name in every topic he thought and held her hands.

Mahir: acha sorry.. ab nahi hoga..

He wiped her tears and hugged her with this they end up making love and drifted off.

***

Few days later.

Yuvish are their one of the closest friends.. they came to visit our behir as they weren't invited them on their wedding.. there was a guy too with them yuvi introduced him as his friend rehaan.. all of them were having their dinner..

Rehaan was flirting with Bela and was cracking jokes which didn't liked by Mahir... he was furious and was burning.. all the time Bela was talking with rehaan.. Mahir asked Bela to bring something from kitchen as he wanted to break their conversations..

She went to the kitchen while rehaan went behind her saying he will help her... he was feeling restless all the bad thinks were roaming in his mind.. finally he decided to check them. He got up and goes to kitchen only to find rehaan holding bela's hand Near his mouth.. It seemed as he was kissing her.. Bela pulled her hand back seeing angry Mahir standing there..

Bela: mahir... woh main..

Mahir: kya chal raha tha yaha!!

Rehaan: relax bro.. Bela ka haath jal gaya tha main bas....

Cutting him off mahir ran to Bela: kya hua Bela tumhara haath.

He held her hands and caressed with his thump.. he was concerned about her. Bela smiled at him..

Bela: main theek hoon.. tum pareshaan mat ho..

Rehaan: haan haan yeh theek hai.. don't worry. Thoda sa hi jala hai bas...

Mahir: to kya pura Jalne ke baad Pareshaan houn?? (Angrily)

Bela: mahir.. I'm fine.. please don't worry.. chalo bahar yuvi aur Vish ke paas jaate hai..

Mahir nodded and wrapped his arm around her shoulder glaring at rehaan.. trio of them went out of the kitchen..

After sometime yuvish and rehaan returned home.. behir cleaned all the plates together.. after finishing their works behir went to their room and laid on bed hugging each Other.. Bela fall asleep as she was tired because of home works but Mahir wasn't able to sleep..

He was getting flashes of Bela and rehaan talking with each other and laughing.. the kitchen scene.. were making him insane...

Next day.

Mahir was having breakfast with Bela sitting on his lap.

Bela: mahir tumhe pata hai.. woh rehaan kal joh Vish aur yuvi ke saath aaya tha.. usne kal raat suicide kar li can you believe!?.

Mahir: what??

Bela: haan.. aaj subha Vish ka call aaya tha usne kaha.. bechara bahut achha ladka tha.. mujhe to ab bhi yaqeen nahi ho raha ki usne suicide karli.. kal hum sab Saath mein baithke dinner kar rahe the.. aur aaj humein pata chal raha hai ki usne apni nass kaat ke apni jaan leli. (Sighed) May his soul rest in peace.

He smiled evilly thinking: meri bela ko haath lagane walo ko marne ke baad bhi peace nahi milegi.

Bela took an Apple and cuts it with a knife. By mistake she cuts her own finger and hissed in pain.

Mahir: kya karti ho bela be careful.

He throws the knife on table and quickly took her finger inside his mouth sucking the blood.

Bela smiles gritting her teeth and kissed his neck nibbling it..

Bela: tum itne ache kyu ho?

Mahir after taking her finger out of his mouth :tum bhi to itni achi ho.

She smashed her lips on his.. They had a deep and passionate Kiss.

**

One day Mahir was in bathroom and Bela was cleaning the cupboard. She pulled out one of his shirt and a box fall down. She picked it up and opened it. It was her father's watch. She got confused and sat on bed with it.

Bela: papa ki gadi.. par yeh yaha?

She is curious to know why her father's watch is here.. she waited for him to come out so that she would ask him about the watch. She picked up mahir's phone and pressed the menu button. She smiled seeing their wedding pic on screen of the mobile.

After a while Mahir came out of the bathroom and saw his phone with bela. he got worried and rushed towards her. He harshly snatched his phone from her. She slowly looked up at him. Anger and pain were visible in his eyes.

Mahir: B.. Bela.

Without thinking anything she pushed him and slapped him hard. The slap was so hard that her Hand started stinging.

Bela: how could you!!! (Yelled)

Mahir: be.. Bela listen to me.

Bela: kya sunu main!!! Ha.. kya sunu main!! Yahi ki tumne mere papa ko maar dala..

She shouted on him from the top of her lungs and went on her whisper mode on last.

Mahir: Bela listen to me once please I love y....

Bela cutting him off: no you don't!!! You don't love me Mr. Mahir sehgal!!

Mahir: don't say that bela i really love you.

She held her arms pulled her close to him.. "I love you" he whispered joining their forehead. Tears were flowing from both their eyes.. Bela gritted her teeth and pushed him hard..

Without saying anything else she left the place throwing his phone on him.. Mahir picked up his phone and realised she saw the pictures of her father's dead body.. Mahir used to click picture with the person after killing him.. he had click the pic of Mr.Sharma inside his car with pool of blood and him smiling widely. He had took selfies with rehaan too after cutting his wrist.

Bela was driving her own car crying badly.. the one she loved the most is a murderer.. her father's murderer.. he destroyed her life killing her father..

Here Mahir followed her while continuously calling her on her phone.

Mahir: plz plz plz Bela phone uthao plz..

Bela's car stopped in a road there was no one except her she got off of the car and sat on the ground crying.. she screamed her whole heart looking up at the sky.

Mahir's car stopped behind her car and he quickly got down of it.

Mahir: bela!.

He ran up to her and fell down on his knees just beside her breathing heavily..

Mahir: bela.. yeh tum kya kar rahi thi agar kuch ho jaata toh.. itni tez car koi chala tha hai kya.

Bela: kya ho jaata..?!! Kya ho jaata!! (She pushed him hard while shouting) mera accident ho jaata jaise mere papa ka hua tha!

Mahir: bela..

Bela: shut up!! Just shut up!! Kyu kiya yeh... kyu maar daala mere papa ko. (Getting up)

Mahir: main tumhe kho nahi sakta tha Bela.. main tumse alag nahi ho sakta aur tumhare papa Wahi karna chahta tha.. hum dono ko alag karna chahta tha..

Bela: to kya unhe jaan se maar da........

Cutting her off in between he shouted: haan!!.. joh bhi tumhe mujhse alag karne ki koshish karega usse marna hi hoga...

He got up and pinned her on the car holding her arms: I love you bela... yeh sab Maine tumhare liye hi kiya..

She pushed him hard freeing her arms out of his grip and shouted :us rehaan ki kya ghalti thi.. tumne usse bhi maar diya..

Mahir: woh tumhe buri nazar se dekh raha tha Bela.. aur uski maut ussi waqt tay ho gayi.. koi tumhe aankh utha kar bhi dekhe to mujhe bardaash nahi hai aur usne tumhara haath tak pakra hua tha.. main nahi dekh sakta. (He leaned towards her and cupped her cheeks) main tumse bahut pyar karta hu Bela.. main tumhe kisi aur ke saath nahi dekh sakta..

He wiped her tears with his thumps and pressed his forehead against hers closing his eyes.

Mahir: main tumhare bina jee nahi sakta...

Bela: aur main apne papa ke qaatil ke saath jee nahi sakti..

She pushed him hard and he stumbled. His eyes moved down from her face to her hands. She was pointing a gun towards him he was shocked but didn't react. He smiled sadly. His love is standing in front of him holding a gun to shoot him anger, sorrow, hatred, pain was visible on her eyes.

Bela: tumhe pata hai yeh kis ki gun hai.. mere papa ki.. woh hamesha apne car mein ek gun zaroor rakhte the... unke jeete jee to main unhe khush nahi kar paayi par tumhe maarke unki maut ka badla zaroor le sakti hu.. shayad woh isse zaroor khush ho jaye..

Without uttering a word he leaned towards her and harshly snatches the gun from her she was extremely shocked as he pointed the gun at her.

Bela: mahir!!!.

Mahir: tum mujhe maarke kisi aur se shaadi karna chahti ho na!! (He said dangerously glaring at her)

Bela: ma... Mahir??

Mahir: main tumse bahut pyar karta hoon Bela.. tum sirf aur sirf meri ho.. mere marne ke baad tum kisi aur ki ho jao usse pehle main tumhe hi maar dunga.. hum saath jee nahi paaye lekin saath Mar to sakte hai.

Bela: tumhare saath mujhe marna bhi manzoor nahi hai.. tumne joh kiya uske liye main tumhe kabhi maaf nahi kar paungi aur na hi kabhi jee paungi is sach ke saath ki jisse Maine sabse zyada pyar kiya ussi ne mere papa ki jaan li!!

Mahir smiled keeping the gun on her left side of chest and said: main apne pyar ke liye apni jaan de bhi sakta hu aur kisi ki jaan le bhi sakta hu.. chahe woh khud mera pyar hi kyu na ho!

The loud sound of gun shooting could hear and next moment Bela's body laying on the ground with pool of blood.. he shot Bela right on her heart. The gun falls down from his hand and he sat down next to bela's body folding his legs.. he placed her head on his leg caressing her cheeks..

Mahir: I'm sorry Bela par main aur kya karta... tumhe pata haina tum sirf meri ho aur main tumhara. Tumhare jeene ki wajah bhi toh main hi tha na.. aur agar main nahi rehta to tum mere bina kaise jee thi.. tumhare khushi peh ghum peh zindagi peh maut peh tum peh sirf aur sirf mera haq hai.. hum kabhi saath mein jeete the ab saath mein marenge.. hamesha ek dusre ke saath rahenge haina Bela..

He picks up the gun and stared at bela for a while he held her hand in his right hand intertwining their fingers.. he pecks her forehead.

Mahir: I love you.

Mere hissey ki hasi ko khushi ko tu chaahe adha kar,
Chaahe le le tu meri zindagi par yeh mujhse waada kar,

Uske aashqon peh ghumon peh dukhon peh har uske zakhm par,
Haq mera hi rahe har jagah har gali haan umr bhar,

Ab faqat ho yahi,
Woh rahe mujh mein hi,
Ho judaa kehne ko,
Bichde na par kabhi,

He shot himself on his head!!

Ae khuda.. Ae khuda..,
Jab bana uska hi bana,
Ae khuda.. Ae khuda..,
Jab bana uska hi bana,

~~~~~~~~~~~~{The End}~~~~~~~~~~~
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So...! This was story of a phsyco lover
hope you guys didn't find it boring.

Song suggested by @BrokenGirl78

~Princess ❤