Aashna's pov:

The constant noise of traffic and honking, the hot May sunny rays, and the gruesome situation of getting stuck in the traffic when you need to get home urgently is making me trigger my migraine that just needs a reason to get triggered.

I hit my horn in anger and the traffic moves.....only by an inch.

I've been here for 10 minutes now and I need to get to my parent's house asap. My dad called me saying that my mom has got unexpectedly sick and she needs urgent medical attention.

Suddenly the traffic gets cleared and I overtake cars and drive at 80km/hr when it's not even allowed.

There is an unhappy pit in my stomach filled with fear. What is happening to mom, God I hope she's alright.

I know that she has done nothing good for ne but.....she's only my mom at the end of the day and I love her no matter what she's put me through.

I have already ordered an ambulance which will be there as I reach.

I drive so recklessly that I almost drive over a dog and hit my brakes so hard that my car tyres screech loudly.

I quickly get out of the car to run and check on the dog. Thank god he's alright, I'd never forgive myself if I had run over him. He skips to the side and I continue driving.

I have taken a half day from work due to personal emergency. Gathered all my stuff and threw myself in the car.

It has been a month since I saw Shubman, he's too busy with the IPL going on, and as the captain, he has a lot of shit.

I haven't taken off my ring or the mangalsutra pendant but it doesn't matter cause my initials are also AS.

So I get home really early, thanks to my rash driving. I quickly pick up my purse and throw my formal blazer off on the backseat leaving me in my minimal black top showing my cleavage.

I run up to the door and barge into the house all sweaty and and breathing heavily.

I hear some noise from the living room and walk up to there in huge heavy steps with my heels clicking loudly on the floor.

The room turns silent as I enter. Each and every person looks at me with wide eyes and a shocked expression. Probably shocked to see my cleavage or my bold office look with high heels and all.

(Her outfit^)

I am shocked to see my mom alright and serving snacks to the guests.

There are guests. Right. But why are there unusual guests. Sanjana aunty, suresh uncle, nandini, their grandfather and their uncle.

I'm shocked to see that the people sitting on the couch are Lavyansh and his family.

I blink at the scene because I'm still processing what's going on.

"Kya chal rha he yahan?" I said loudly to my parents but nod my head and whisper my greetings to the guests.

"Beta actually.....woh..." Dad tried to explain.

"Isko bataya nhi aap logon ne?" Sanjana aunty said.

"Mumma, aap toh bimar thi na?!!" I asked my mom.

"Arey shona......" she trails off.

"I called a fucking ambulance?!?!?!?!" I shout in disbelief.

"Fuck this..." i whisper under my breath and call the hospital to make them cancel.

"Hello, yeah....actually we don't need it anymore...thank you.....Ik....I'm sorry for the misunderstanding....yeah.....I completely understand.....I'm so sorry...this won't happen again...yeah...thank you!" I cut the call after talking to the hospital and look at the scene in the living room.

Lavyansh is sitting in between his parents, he's wearing a formal shirt and pants. Nandini is also wearing a georgette anarkali suit. She looks good instead of being fat. Aunty and uncle are also dressed nicely in saari and kurta. Rest everyone is also looking good.

A platter of samosa is served in front of them, also the glasses of tea and juices. Several other delicacies include dry fruits and a box of motichoor ke laddoo which brings water to my mouth but I ignore it.

"You know what? I'm going back to work!" I shake my head and start walking backwards to the door.

My mom walks towards me and pushes me back along with her holding my arm painfully hard pinching my skin with her nails and looking at me with wide angry eyes.

I look into her eyes directly and mirror her reaction. Who is scared?

"Aap log samose lijiye, ham abhi aate hain!" She turns to the guests with a wide smile and drags me along with her out of the room.

"Fucking leave me what the fuck are you doing?" I said with my clenched teeth.

"Yeh kya pehen rakha he tune?" She asked me angrily.

"Kapde!" I replied.

"Yeh kesa top he? Sab dikh rha he! Wo log kya kahenge?" She said.

"Kon log? Unhe kya me kuchh bhi pehenu?" I asked her pulling my hand out of her grasp.

"Wo ladke wale he!" She said.

"What?!" I said completely shocked.

"Haan! Ab chup chap room me jaa ke jo saari mene nikali he wo pehen le aur jaldi se neeche aaja!" She said.

My dad comes and stands at her side.

"Ek minute! Aap logon ne mujhe bahane se ladka dekhne bulaya he?" I said looking at him.

"Ab tujhe itne saare ladko ki photo bhejne par bhi koi pasand nhi aaya toh hamne seedha bula hi liya, aur haan! Rishta pakka ho chuka he, isliye zyada munh mat chalana, chup rehna." Mom said as if I'll agree to that.

But wait, did they say rishta pakka ho chuka he? Is that why the sweet box was open? But isn't he the guy that I got beaten up to be in love with for? How can they be so hypocritic?

"Me kapde change nhi karungi! Dikhana he toh ese hi dikhao." I said very sternly.

"Achha beta theek he par shirt sahi toh karle thoda, aut please kuchh gadbad mat karna, bohot respectable log he ye!" Dad said and I can't believe that I'm betrayed like that.

I start to walk straight in a room with a slight smile, because I know what I have to do to make this stop.

I sit on the huge recliner that was apparently the head seat of the room and folded my legs confidently.

"Hi nandini, long time huh?" I smile at her.

"Haan...hi." she said timidly.

I saw that lavyansh's dad had already finished his samosa.

"Arey uncle, aur le lijiye, aap toh bade fast he!" I said.

"Shona....?" My mom said sternly.

"Maan na padega, strong genes you've got! Lavyansh ji bhi bade fast nikale, ek baar milne je baad seedha rishta leke aa gye?" I said and clapped my hands.

They all smile awkwardly.

I don't like the way his mom keeps looking at my cleavage. And his uncle staring at my tightly clad legs.

"Accha beta, tum hamesha ese kapde pehenti ho ya fir aaj kuchh special he?" She asked me.

"Haan aunty, me daily ese hi pehenti hu, I feel very confident in professionals." I said and adjusted my shirt to show a little more cleavage making her smile falter.

"Speaking of that, kitne hrs ki service rehti he tunhari?" Uncle asked me.

"Ji actually service toh 8 hrs ki he par uske baad gym and selfcare me busy ho jaati hu!" I said happily smiling.

"Accha agar koi problem na ho to bacchon ko akele ne baat karne dete he!" My mom said with a fake smile before I said anything more inappropriate.

"Jao beta, Aashna je saath chale jao!" His dad nudged him andwe both stood up and I moved my finger to him to follow me.

We went to the secluded dining area and sat down facing each other.

"Aashna I know ki yeh sab tumhe bataye bina ho rha he but believe me mene kaha tha ki tumhare aane tak shaadi pakki nhi karte he, these people have no patience!" Lavyansh said.

I take a deep breath.

"Tumhe lagta he ki agar rishta mere saamne pakka hota toh me iss shaadi ke liye maan jaati?" I said emotionless.

"Kya problem he? I like you very much....and I know ki bachpan me tum bhi mujhe like karti thi. Actually.....I love you." He said and tried to hold my hand but I quickly moved away and leaned away from him.

"Problem ye he ki I don't like you, let alone love! Aur ab me badi ho chuki hu!" I said.

"Koi baat nhi aashu, shaadi ke baad dheere dheere sab theek ho jata he." He said and I scoffed at the nickname.

"I'm sorry....me tumse shaadi nhi kar sakti!" I said.

"But why, you're perfect for me!" He said desparately.

"But you are not perfect for me, someone else is!" I said and his face turned sad.

"Oh toh ye baat he?" He said lowly.

"Haan....I have a....." I said battling whether to call Shubman my fiance, boyfriend or husband.

"Kya wo Shubman Gill he? I've seen on social media that yoh guys are..."
He trails off.

"Actually, I love him very much, he's my everything, aur ab me soch bhi nhi sakti kisi aur ke saath.....I'm his....mentally, emotionally, physically, completely....so please iss shaadi ke liye mana kar do!" I said joining my hands.

"Koi baat nhi, agar tum khush nhi ho toh kya fayda, let's go outside and say no...." he said and stood up.

"Lavyansh wait! Kisi ko batana mat mere relationship ke baare me!" I said stopping him in the way.

"I get it! Nhi bataunga, we'll say that we are different people and have different priorities in life." He said keeping his hands on my shoulders.

"Thank you so much for this, me tumhara yeh ehsaan kabhi nhi bhulungi!" I said and hugged him a little too platonically.

"It's ok, I understand ki love story me kuchh problem ho jaaye toh kesa lagta he..." He said and gave me those eyes.

"I have to say, aaj rishta toh nhi hua, but ek nayi friendship definitely ho gyi!" I said making us both smile.

We both walked outside and everyone looked at us with expectant eyes.

"Mummy, papa, chaliye, ghar chalte he, uncle aunty namaste, aapse mil ke accha laga." Lavyansh bent down to touch my parents' feet.

"Arey beta, kya hua?" My dad asked him.

"Uncle actually, wo....hame nhi lagta ki yeh shaadi sahi rahegi..." He said.

"Lekin tu toh kitna excited tha Aashna se shaadi karne ke sapne dekh rha tha, ab kya hua?" Nandini said.

"Ham log bohot different people he and we have different priorities so it's better for both of us that we don't get married." I said to everyone.

"Arey beta ek baar baat toh karke dekho kya pata samajh aa jaye?" My dad said.

"Papa please! Mana ho gya na ab please let it go!" I said and they left after greeting us goodbye.

We close the door behind them and I take a deep relieving breath.

"Kutiya, tune itna accha rishta mana kar diya!! Ab kahan se milega accha ladka?!?!" My mom shouts hysterically at me.

"Mumma please, abhi me ye sab nhi kar sakti!" I said.

"Kya problem thi usme jo tune mana kar diya?!?!" She screams again.

"Me usey jaanti tak nhi hu! Kya pta wo andar se kesa insaan he? Ese kese me kisi anjaan se shaadi kar lu?" I said to her.

"Jab 7th class me wo tera crush tha tab anjaan nhi tha wo, saali?!" She screams again.

"Crush aur shaadi karne me bohot difference hota he!" I said.

"Mar ja tu yahan se kahin jaa ke!" She said and decided to walk out of the door without hearing anything else.

"Kahan jaa rhi he, wapas aa idhar!" She shouts but I keep moving towards the door.

She yanks my hand and turns me to her only to hit my cheek with a tight slap.

It stings. My hand flies to my cheek. Tears fill my eyes and my whole body shakes up as I process the hit.

I take a deep breath and try to control my tears by clenching my teeth.

I open the door without saying another word and walk away hearing her screaming for me to come back inside.

"FUCK OFF!!" I shout at once and get in my car and drive off.

I cried the entire drive to home. Moments like these make me realise why I hate my mom. She abuses me, she hits me, she tells me to die, what kind of mother tells their own kid to die? I can't even imagine saying that to my children...and thinking of this, I cry even more.

I remember so many times, almost everyday, she has gotten mad at me and told me to go die or abused me with heavy cuss words and I always hated it. She has scarred me too deeply to heal.
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As I opened my door, little Bear came running to me and stumbling while doing so.

I quickly take off my shoes and keep them inside the shelf, then I run to the nearest bathroom and wash my hands and sanitize myself before picking him up and hugging him to my chest.

He places his hands on my cleavage while standing in my arms and tries to lick my face and I lean in to give him a kiss but he licks my tears instead. Fixing something that he didn't even break.

I take him with me and place him on the closet counter while I take iff my clothes and prepare my much needed relaxing bath.

He rests on the floor while I enter the bath, but soon he becomes restless and starts to throw a fit about geting in with me. I take him in with me and as soon as his tiny legs touch the water, he starts to pedal and keeps pedaling even when I lift him iff water. He's so cute.

After a while he falls to my chest and his eyelids start to feel heavy and he dozes off on my chest. I get out and dry him and make him sleep comfortably in my bed and resume my bath.

Shubman calls me and I pick up and submerge deeper into the water and foam so that I don't accidentally flash my boobs.

We talk about some time.

"Arey yaar ese kese dekhne aa gye ladke wale!?!" He said a little angrily.

"Shub mene mana kar diya na, kya problem he?" I said.

"Fir bhi usey pata nhi he that you are taken?!" He booms.

"Chill out! Sab sahi he, koi problem nhi he!" I said.

We talked for sone more time but I didn't tell him about my mom's doing.

Finally we hang up and I decide to make mac and cheese and call it a night.

He's that big!!

AUTHOR'S RANT:hey guy!! How are you, can you see how bad her mom is? Poor girl.

Bear is such a cutie patootie🥰

Anyways, the next chapter is gonna be a blast, stay here to read it! Big thing coming in the next chapter.

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