To Kiss An Idol Chapter 59

59 The Flashback – The Tragedy

After two days, he called back and apologised again. It was as if he was having mood swings. One mont he would be all adorable and the next he would just snap at . I had to choose my words carefully as I had no idea what might trigger him again.

Finally, his two weeks of leave were over, and he ca back. He directly ca to my house and the mont I opened the door he grabbed and kissed with all his passion.

“You have no idea how much I missed you,” he said and moved his hands under my shirt and over my breasts.

I pushed him away and looked at him.

“I am sorry,” he pouted. “Are you still angry? Sorry, Ritz.” He hugged again. Playfully he grabbed my ass and pressed them.

“Stop it!” I shouted.

“Right! I should take a bath and then we will continue this in the bedroom,” he winked.

Another red flag waved before my eyes and this ti I could see it. He ca to my house thinking about sex. He didn’t miss , he missed the sex, he missed my body. Not even my anger or my comfortability was visible to him. All he could think about was sex.

I started tearing up. I sat down on the couch and started bawling. He ca running from the bathroom after hearing my cries.

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“Hey, hey, hey! Ritz! What happened?”

“You only care about my body, not ,” I sobbed.

“What are you talking about? Hey! Look at . I love you, you, your beautiful heart, your kind nature, your sweet personality. I don’t care about sex. If you want, I will be celibate for years and still live with you,” he said sweetly and wiped my tears. “I am sorry for hurting you.” He grabbed and hugged .

I heard the words I wanted to hear. He loved , not my body. I believed him, what a fool I was. He kissed again and lifted in his arms. He took inside the shower, and we had sex. I used to believe that we always made love, such sweet words, but all we had was sex. Vik and I never made love, we always had sex.

being a fool thought everything was back to normal. We started going back to the office together, but he would take leave every now and then to work on his book. There were still no words written on that blank page.

One night I ca late from the office, and he was standing at the door fuming with anger.

“Where were you?” he shouted before I could enter my house.

“What?” I asked surprised.

“Why are you late, you didn’t even call ?” he shouted again.

“I told you in the morning that I had a eting with a client. It just ran long. Sorry could not call you,” I replied casually and hung my bag on the wall.

I moved towards my room to change when he grabbed my arm and pulled closer. He dug his fingers into my skin and gritted, “you could not even ssage ?”

“I was in the eting, Vik. How could I ssage you without looking rude?” I tried to calm him down. I kept pulling my arm out if his hand, but his grip was strong. He kept digging into my skin with frustration.

He was in my face and asked, “was that client handso?”

“Excuse !” I shouted at him. “What are you insinuating, Vik?”

His face fell. With a pitiful voice, he murmured, “you are going to leave for soone else, aren’t you?” he let go of my hand and stood like a broken child before .

“What are you talking about? Are you out of your mind?” I took his face in my hands and asked, comfortingly.

He threw himself at and hugged . “Please never leave . Marry , Ritz!”

“Vik!” I gasped.

He broke the embrace and went down on his knees. He looked around and his keyring was lying on the table. He took out the ring from his keychain and placed the ring on my fingers. “Here, I am officially proposing to you. Marry . Be my wife, make your husband. Let live in your heart forever. The mont I saw you, Ritz, I knew I wanted you in my life. I used to secretly stare at you when we were in college. My crush was never hidden from you. I always wished that you would talk to , look at . Now, my dream is coming true. I want to grow old with you, no matter what our parents say. I will never ever leave you and I wish that you won’t leave too. Never leave Ritz, say you will marry .”

He looked at with sad eyes waiting for my answer. I smiled and jumped with happiness. “Yes, I will marry you. I definitely will marry you.” He stood up imdiately, hugged and kissed .

Smiling, I teased him, “now, we have to talk to our parents.”

“Right! My parents would be difficult. They are very conservative,” replied Ritvik with all seriousness.

I hit him playfully on his chest and shouted, “you idiot! Who says things like that after proposing?”

He smirked, “kidding!” He hugged again and I placed my head happily on his chest. Now we were engaged, and he promised that he would get a real ring soon.

We were living in our bubble when one day to surprise my family ca to visit. The earth slipped from under their feet when they learned that a boy was living with . Even if they knew him, it didn’t matter to them. A live-in relationship is frowned upon. That mont was chaotic. They were angry, sad, disappointed. My dad was in shock, he could not speak a single word. But my mom could only speak via her hands. Slap after slap kept landing on my cheeks, my shoulder, and my back.

Slaps didn’t hurt , NK. What hurt was Ritvik kept standing in a corner like a hurt bird, staring at my mother assaulting and he did nothing. Not even a word. Not even when my mother asked if he wanted to marry . Not even a word when my mother asked him to get out and he walked out of the house without a single word.

After my mother threw him out, I fought with her. We exchanged words that we still regret to this day. She wished that I would have died. I wished that I had a different mother. I rebuked, I snapped at her, I pleaded with her, I begged her to accept my relationship, but both my parents refused. They were against my relationship with Ritvik because he was younger than , because he was immature.

They left alone to cry and stopped talking with for months. I too was angry, and I never called them. Apeksha would call secretly and tell about them. She would say that they were always sad because of .

You know, they were always proud of . I was their happiness, their pride but now I was the reason they were always sad. They stopped going out, eting with relatives. They would just all their ti in their house, sitting idly and sad.

But I was drunk on love. All I cared about was Ritvik. All I wanted was him in my life. I wanted to marry him at any cost.

The day he was thrown out of my house, he ca back that night. I broke the mont I saw him. He held in his arms while I vented my emotions. He assured that he would talk to his family about us and that he would never leave alone.

Stupid , forgot that he left alone to get assaulted by my mother. He didn’t even say a single word, he never replied to her queries, and when asked to leave he left instantly. And here he was promising never to leave .

Life went on and tragedy kept striking. Due to him taking leave every now and then, he was fired from his job. He only had his savings so he asked if he could permanently move with . My family was already angry at , they were not talking to , what worst could happen? So, I said yes, and he shifted with .

We sold the things he didn’t need, and his savings grew. For a few months, he would buy groceries as he would feel bad that he was living in my apartnt for free. I teased him that he was always living there for free. But that was like putting gasoline on a fire. He chided .

That day he was extrely rude. His words cut deep. He left in tears and walked out of the house. The whole night he didn’t co back. I could not sleep or eat without finding him. I went out at night to find him. Frantically I kept looking in nearby parks and hotels but could not find him.

Crying I ca back ho and found him sitting on our stairs. I punched and slapped him and kept crying for giving a fright. As usual, he apologised and like a fool, I forgave him, again.