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And this chapter was most awaited... This time it was not Kayal😉

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Karthik's POV...

I came to my room and directly went to the bathroom. Opening the shower I stood under the cold water to control the heat radiating out of my body.

Today I told everything which I have caged inside my heart for thirteen years. These thirteen years were pure hell to me. I only knew how much agony and pain I went through. In one point I could not bear it. And that agony turned into frustration, the frustration turned into rage. The range, that I could not touch or feel or share the pain of my love, when she was only in the distance of my hand. The circumstances and the situations made that harder than before when years passing.

When I was a hot blooded teenager I could not control myself. So I got into fights and started to smoke to vent out my frustration. That became a huge issue when our principal caught us on the spot. That day my father beat me to dead. And still I remember how she cried when my father hit me. She also got some shots when she jumped into middle to save me. Even my own sister tried few times but stopped in the afraid of my father's hitting . For that too my father started to blame her because of her only I turned into waste peace. After that I attended counselling sessions to avoid all these things because I do not want to create another new reason for her to get my father's tantrums . Only for her and my mom I tried hard to change myself. And successfully I overcame from that habit.

After that I started to concentrate on my study to control my emotions. But that was not enough for me. I wanted to implement myself in some hard ways . So I started to go boxing classes. In starting my father did not allow me but since I completed my high school with successful grades he gave me permission. Apart from everything the one thing Brought me peace was the moment at morning and night when I see her face. Whole day I wait for her hand made food and few glimpse of her look.

I closed my eyes and thought about that day. Still I remember that particular day very well when my mom took promise from me,while she was on her death bed to look after her and my sister without any problems . I was fourteen at that time. My mom knew that our father was not fond of her. That is why she told me the whole past story and made me promise .

We no one dared to say that she was not our family. When my mom passed away she also cried and starved like us. Kavya had our father and me to lean on to cry. But she did not had anyone . From the young age onwards she knows that my father did not like her presence so she did not try to disturb any one of us. I too did not try to persuade her because I know my father will punish her for that. But on that day I took oath to look after her , even staying from long distance.

I also could not control my pain after the lose of my loving mom. However I managed since I have two persons to look after. My mom believed me that's why she asked me to look after them. I do not want to disappoint her on her decision . I helped to father with every funeral arrangements. Because he was too devastated for the lose of our gem.

Time passed like that and I started to keep an eye on her for her safe. Since she was not my own sister first I started to look after her as my obligation, who was my uncle's abundant daughter. Day by day, gradually that obligation turned into genuine caring. I started to keep her necessity things even she did not ask from anyone. Sometimes I have helped through third persons because I do not want to show her that it was me.

One of my close friend, Ragav made fun of her when he had visited my house. I did know what happened to me , I kept that in my mind and when I saw him next day in playground when we played cricket, I broke his nose in one punch. Still no one knows the reason behind my action. That was the first time I got angry for her and hit someone. Because I did not like when she cried hearing his words. Tears filled that dove eyes stirred some unknown feelings inside me. That day onwards I damaged everyone's nose who tried to mess with her.

When my father started to scold her, mostly I would not be in that place. I would leave that place before I do something to regret. Then only I felt something changed inside me the way I was looking at her. Everyone comments her in bad way... Fatty, ugly duckling, cylinder... I have listened more fucking shit names from other's mouth. But for my eyes everything shown in different ways. Her dove liked eyes always hold me in place like magnet. When I see her curvy body I just wanted to hug her life out of her. And those chubby cheeks, always I wanted to take a bite like an apple.

Even I have wondered lots of time why everything seems to be different for my eyes only. I have seen other beautiful girls and have got number of love letters. But never had a feeling like when I see her for a second. I Could not pinpoint it, what that feeling was.

And that time my caring turned into something ecstatic feeling towards her. Day by day it increased and my helpless situation made me go insane. When one time I defended her my father got little doubt on my behaviour and warned me to bury the feelings if I had anything for her. He threatened, otherwise he will chase her out from the house or would abundant her some far away place.

In that fear I tried to avoid her presence and my feelings towards her. but I could not, no matter how hard I tried. When my attempt was failured I got frustrated and then only I started to got into fights and other things to reduce my inner struggle. So you knew what happened after that.

After completeing my higher school I applied to the college which was in another state. I know it was hard for me but I took every measures to avoid her . So she would not get into trouble because of me. One day when  I was packing my things I felt someone stranding behind me. Thinking it was Kavya I turned but shocked when I saw her. That was the first time she came to my room. I felt joy and when I was going to open my mouth " A.... Anna"(brother) that single four letter word from her mouth felt like someone pricked my heart with sharpened needle. Immediately my anger got the best of my mind and I shouted and warned her to do not call me as brother hereafter.

She ran out like a small rat who frightened of scary cat. When I heard that word anger got the best of me. Shit! Shit! Shit! I was an idiot to behave like with her.

That was the huge pillar stood between the two of us as a barrier. I just wanted to shout loud she is not my sister actually she was my cousin who I have every right to hold her hand infront holy fire. But I was in helpless situation. And all I want to do was dig out that word from her mind and heart.

That was the last time I saw her  before I went to college. All those years I did not visit to my house even in holidays. I reasoned my father saying that I was doing CA with my Bachelor's. So it was difficult to come home leaving my studies. And I tried to immense myself in studies. But still her name was popped up in my mind like an alarm I fixed for each minutes. I could not talk with her and even could not ask from anyone about her. At that difficult time I had only one option as my life saver. That was non other than' Ryan Reynold' my closest and trustworthy buddy who I met in high school and he was the one who gave me an idea about the boxing class. He was the only person who completely knows about my feelings for her but he never judged me. So I sought help from him to be keep an eye on her in my absence.

He would daily call me and inform about her whereabouts. If he could not, he will ask his sister who studied with her in same school. During my stay I miss only two persons mostly. One is my sister Kavya and another was of course, her. But Kavya and Appa used to visit me once a three months. One time Ryan asked me whether he wants to send her pic but I refused it. It was good for everyone. I just only want her to be safe. Again I started my boxing lessons in college during my free time to forget her. In that attempt my anger issues reached the next level.

When I came back to home after four years, I felt like a whole new person. I got my degree and completed my CA successfully. I was the second topper in my college. And with that I had won lots of medals and trophies from boxing matches. I was no longer the same old Karthik. Kavya told me even my appearance changed more than before. She named me as a mini hulk. Hehe..

I tried to got into relationship with some girls in college. But those all were only lasted for few months.

I got a call from one of my friend and went to backside garden area to get proper signal, there only I saw her after four years. She was talking with flowers sitting on ground without minding anything or anyone. Feeling someone's stare she looked around and our eyes met for a minute. She was the first one who averted the eyes . But I could not break my reverie all broken was my mask which I used to close my feelings lying to myself . I know that was the moment I completely fell for her, there was no way I am going to loose her anymore to anyone. I will go any extend to cage her between my arms to save her from these evil people.

After seeing me she smiled widely but that smile wiped out as soon as she heard my father's cold voice. Then only I understood, everything could have changed but except this. She hurriedly ran inside passing through me. She had cooked everything for my taste. When I ate the first morsel my eyes got watered thinking about my mom. After long time I ate a lot until I was getting full.

Years passed like passing clouds... I found a perfect job for me. Because I had to build myself strong before getting on my knees before her. Kavya also got a fine job after graduation. We both planned and renovated our house into new version and my father was on cloud nine. And I was the one who selected the designs for her room and furniture . Kavya straightly came to me and confronted about my actions. I did not want to hide the things from her so I revealed my feelings to Kavya. But she was against for that . She warned me that she would tell to our father if I did something foolishly. I just waited until to open my own company to tell everyone about my true intentions about her but everything collapsed after Siddarth's arrival and that bloody wedding arrangement. But for my luck it was called off before I could do anything. Now the only barrier was Siddarth. Definitely I'll pluck that thorn and throw it away.

I came out from shower and changed into casuals. I know it would be hard for her to digest everything in one day. But I was already late, if I delayed more I would loose her but I could not. The only thing I want was her... Only her.. My Kayal...

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