"complicated even complicated can't suffice to explain the gravity of my relations"

-Anya

Ishana pov

I watched as the girl fled the scene with tear filled eyes. The strong girl slowly dissolving and breaking into the child who only craved love her entire life. A child who was forced to grow up before her days, a child who lost her innocence because of the cruelty of the world because of some personal moments I know very well how it feels to be scorned by your love, how it breaks you and crumbles you until nothing remains of your heart and I can't imagine the pain one must feel to be scorned by the first source of love in anyone's life.

To be scorned by your own parents over something you dont have any control, to be hated by your own family when you think about nothing but your family. When you love no one but your family. I know Anika is blissfully unaware of how someone treats someone to get in the good Grace's of anothee. she is blissfully unaware how to get in the good books of the favoured, pampered and adored daughter of shivaaye and Anika oberoi everyone bullied the black sheep of the family. The little girl despised by all because her family despised her and nobody wanted to get in the bad books of the oberoi's now do they.

How the world reacted on the constant isolation of one Shivanya oberoi. How she always faced the heart breaks alone, no one beside her to tell her it's okay beta "you deserve better or I'm proud of you."

"The whole world treated the little girl unfairly and so day by day the little girl killed herself, day by day she changed herself, seeking solace in isolation and darkness yet the world couldn't kill the goodness in her not yet for that matter. Didn't they realize by doing so they were creating a villain. A villain with hate ruling her heart. Leave Shivaaye, didn't Anika knew how cruel and corrupt people can be and how dangerous the streets were for a lone teen girl."

Anika was standing their with a broken look etched on her face and no matter how much I didn't want to talk to like this now, I've too. She needs to understand that understanding Shivanya wont be easy now. The girl has faced many things and she didn't have anyone to share them with for so long, she had to be self dependent, she knew no parents love or care throughout the important years of her life when she needed them and now when she is an adult, when she has accepted her fate. She won't take it lightly if someone plays the parent card with her or try to smother her.

No, she isn't a caged bird and never will be. I've seen even Viaan the reckless kundra tread carefully and gently around her and maybe that was because of love. Love does bring out certain changes in people doesn't it like total disregard your own own self respect that thought left a bitter taste in my mouth.

"I thought you knew better than that Mrs Oberoi, I thought you humanized even the great SSO didn't know it was the stark opposite, didn't know SSO changed you to be like them not the other way around." My taunting tone seemed to draw them out of whatever trance they were lost into

"What do you mean" Anika snarled in my direction, I don't think their will be any person she despised more than me presently

"What I mean is that the free Anika is lost some where the Anika who could do anything to protect her brother, the Anika who forgive and thought thoroughly, the Anika who was able to see the wider perspective, the Anika who stood in Shivaaye's way in his every wrong, unjust decision. I think Anika forgot her own origins stepping inside the Oberoi family Anika forgot the chawl life and its danger or if that Anika was present I dont think she would have ordered a teen girl out alone at night. You know what happened with innocent girls lost in dark nights, right" the way Anika flinched getting what was I referring to made me feel satisfied she really forgot her origins, her struggles and they way she was blamed by the man that's her all right now because of her origins.

"Anika forgot the way Shivaaye blamed her on the chip incident, the forced marriage, the questioning eyes the vulnerability, the helplessness if Anika remembered her than she wouldn't be so hasty to jump on conclusions like a certain SSO, she wouldn't have blamed someone without knowing the whole truth forgot an innocent child easy to manipulate think if Sahil was in Shivaansh place and You in Anya's and Shivaaye asked you to push him as he will save him you would have won't you. Someone Anya trusted asked her to do the same and saved Ansh too as she promised but you were too lost in your grief and anguish to notice the little girl's pain. Her whole life she thought herself to be a killer, her own brothers killer, cursed herself for trusting and loving someone and thought she didn't deserve anything because her parents were too lost in their grief to notice her, her parents never loved her, she was the unwanted burden in their life. It would have been better if she died"

"Noooo, don't say that" Anika's voice was heavily laced with grief her eyes panic stricken and I know my words were harsh but it was the truth and I know how less Anya cared about herself and Anika need to know that cause it was them who caused her that condition and no matter how hard Viaan, Savvy and Ro tries to heal her they can't properly heal her before she let go of the past.

"Well as much as I dread to say that it's the truth Mrs Oberoi, the girl lack self preservation and who is to blame for her that condition??" I asked her with arched eyebrows acting too haughty I know but I can't act weak and vulnerable in front of them, in front of him.

"How, how do you know all this???" A sobbing Anika asked as she slumped on the floor

"Cause I was there everytime Ansh woke up screaming in middle of night calling for his mom" I replied shrugging my shoulders nonchalantly they wont see my emotional side ever again

Anika sobbed thinking about her innocent boy calling for her and she wasn't there for him. No, she wasn't there not for her boy neither for her girl.

"How did you know everything about me and Shivaaye???" Anika questioned her, she wanted to know how Ishana knew about her so much.

I know a bitter smile graced my lips, I just couldn't help it. Their was too much pain in my heart till now.

"Because you were prejudice against me just like Shivaaye was against you. I was a billionaire's daughter and that too approved and chosen for Omkara by Tej Singh Oberoi. You never looked past the image you created for me, never tried to know me. Tell me, Mrs oberoi have you never boasted in front of your friends all in good humor, have you never acted arrogant and willful in front of the people you love then why did I get such a harsh punishment for doing something everyone does. What was my mistake that you defamed me like that without even knowing me I was trapping your beloved Omkara but did your beloved brother-in-law ever tell you that he was dating me since his college days, that we were friends and I was happy because our story was getting a complete fairy tale ending. You know my father loved me very much on my one request he proposed our marriage proposal to one Tej Singh Oberoi and now I wish I never asked papa for that I wish I never knew any of you and more than that I wish I never knew or loved you Mr Omkara Oberoi, I wish I have listened to my father and studied here in India" I watched as Omkara flinched everytime I called him Omkara and Anika flinched with my every word. I spoke more than I intended too I know what they told Om and he trusted them and I dont want to be the reason of their sour relation but I couldn't control myself right now looking at his eyes full of disbelief as the pieces fell in place in his brain. He looked at me and I don't want to face him not now, not ever thinking so I fled the room too leaving them to their devices and I meant what I said I wish I never loved you Mr Omkara Oberoi, you destroyed my life, my mom died because of you. I so want to hate you but I can't cause I love you and I hate you for that.

End of Ishana POV

Panchi pov

I watched as she stood on the edge of the terrace like a lonely angel, her hairs flying around her as she harshly wiped away the treacherous tears.

"Even if they understand they don't understand right" I asked her softly not wanting to startle her

"They pretend they know me when they don't, I want to hate them so bad, I want to despise them like they despised me, I want to hurt them like they hurt me but at the end of the day I dont want to do anything like that I dont want to see them hurt.....I..."

"You want to forgive them but just can't make yourself forget the pain you went through, you want to meet them but can't make yourself meet them, you want to question them and scream but you just can't right" I spoke the words going in my mind, the words I know she wanted to say too

"Yes, how did you know??" She asked me sounding shocked and looked quite somber even though her eyes were red and her nose and cheeks were flushed red too like a cute tomato.

"Can't say I understand the extent of pain going inside you but I feel the same you see I loved a boy with all my heart in college and I thought he loved me too. He was funny, caring, charming and everything else I wanted in my prince charming but he didn't love me, you know. I was just a bet to him, a bet he won and did what he wanted to do with me and then discarded me as an used tissue. I was heartbroken and after some days I got to know I was pregnant. I was heartbroken and scared too young to be a mother and too afraid to kill the baby growing in my womb. My parents were very disappointed they stopped my education, wanted to get me married immediately and kill my baby. I didn't wanted to I wanted to fly and see the world. I wanted them to support me and understand me but they just couldn't look past the blunder I created. Massive rescued me from their you know she told my parents that their image wont tarnish. She will take mr away and raise me with her. My parents agreed immediately and I lived with massi, mausa ji and bhai. They loved me, understood me, cared for me yet daily I felt like something was missing, yet I cried missing my parents. They never called you know not even when I miscarried because of stress and neither did I. I didn't talk to them for more than 6 years. Each night I miss them, I want to make them proud, I want to talk to them, I want to cry and hug them but I dont cause I cant forgive them or myself not yet. I dont know if I ever can"  I finished and watched her looking at me intently forgetting whatever was troubling her.

"You still love that guy??" She questioned me looking blankly at the blazing sky

"No, I hate him and I wish bhai never gets to know who he is" I told her I seriously hate him and I dont want bhai to hate his family because of me but I can't tell this to her now can I?? I cant make her hate her cousins because of me.

"You know when I was a child before everything went to hell, m....I mean Mrs Oberoi used to tell me bed time stories, fairy tales, Cinderella was my fav. I loved how the prince rescued her from evil and gave her the love she deserves. When everything went downhill in my life..." she chuckled bitterly humorlessly before continuing" I waited for a prince to save me, a prince to love me and make my family love me. I was the Cinderella waiting for my prince but the prince never came, the prince didn't notice the broken Cinderella, the prince broke the Cinderella. No one else beside Cinderella can save herself"

"Right, the prince is too busy among the perfect beauties to notice the broken like the kings of old with hundred of mistress, just attracted to once outer beauty never the inner soul. Dont know why those stories were not told to us, wont be that blind and dreaming about a nonexistent prince than would we" I scoffed thinking about the fairy tales I lived in and how harsh reality break me out of them. I saw the truth of those stories after losing everything and realized why they were called fairy tales because that's all they always be just silly tales never the reality.

"You know I heard another tale constantly in my childhood about a bad king who destroyed a dynasty of love and peace, how a princess battled for justice yet never gained justice and all the good people died because they were trying to do what was right and the justice was never provided. I thought that was a silly tragic tale only to realize that's the harsh reality and what I thought was reality was just a silly tale" she said with a bitter smile again as if she can hear the voice telling her the tale again but who would tell such a tragic tell to a little girl, I just cant get.

My next question to her died in my throat when I heard a unknown worried voice calling for her making her pupils widen in surprise as she turned around.

...To be continued...