Drabble: 2

One of the longer drabbles :)

Revenge:

Tarika stared at Abhijeet viciously. He just stared at her scared. Finally Abhijeet dared to speak up.

"Tarika I'm sorry baby"

"Shut up! Mat kaho mujhe baby, margayi tumhari Tarika." She replied angrily.

"Tarika please aisa mat kaho. I love you." Abhijeet said putting his hands on her shoulders. She pushed them aside roughly. "Tarika please..." He put his hand on her cheek and she shoved it aside and slapped him hard. Tears stung his eyes and they were already flowing down Tarika's cheeks. Abhijeet could have never though that Tarika would slap him or even talk to him in a loud voice. "Tarika?!" His voice came out startled.

"WHAT!" She sounded upset and she didn't want to slap him but she couldn't help it.

"Tarika I'm sorry. Main majboor tha. Tum mera kaam janti ho na, issiliye mujhe woh sab karna para." He said to her trying to make her understand.

"Abhijeet I understand you have to do all this but you can atleast trust me enough to tell me. I rather find out this from you instead of some random person who comes to me and tells me this in the wrong way." Tarika said.

"So you're not mad about me sleeping with another girl but that I didn't tell you?" Abhijeet asked surprised.

"haan per tumne tou mujhe batane laiyak nahi samhja." She said as more tears trickled down her face.

"No Tarika that's not the reason. I just didn't want to hurt you." Abhijeet said holding her hand.

"You have hurt me now Abhijeet." She said pulling her hand away.

"I'm sorry Tarika, I really am." Abhijeet said in a sweet voice that would make anyones heart melt, all except Tarika's as she knew him too well.

"Yea yea apni jhooti sorry apne pas rakho." She said. Abhijeet got on his knees and folded his hands in front of her.

"Tarika please mujhe maaf kardo main agai se tum ko sab kuch baatoga promise. Please Tarika maaf kardo main tumhare bina nahi re sakta." He said in a pleading tone.

"Abhijeet kya kar re ho?" She grabbed his folded hands and also got on her knees. He hugged her tightly.

" I love you Tarika and ye tou kuch bhi nahi hai. Tumhare liye kuch bhi kar sakta hoon." He said still hugging her. She hugged him back tightly.

"Abhijeet I'm sorry" Tarika said through tears.

"Kiss liye?" Abhijeet asked her surprised.

"For slapping you" She said as more tears over flowed her eyes.

"Tarika please ro mat it's ok, tumhe poora haq hai mujh pe aur tum jo chaho kar sakthi ho." He said. She burrowed her head in his neck. They both were still on thier knees.

"Tarika bato kya chaiye tumhe? What do you want, I've hurt you so much. Ask for anything and i'll give it to you." Abhijeet said carrasing her hair.

"All I want is you Abhi." She said.

"You already have me Tarika." He said smiling at what she asked for.

"I want to know that I have you, I want to feel and know that you're only mine." She said. She moved back from his hug and leaned over and kissed his lips slowly for the first time ever. Abhijeet was shocked He closed his eyes and enjoyed the kiss and replied back. Tarika's kiss was something different. He had never felt like this with any other girl. She moved back and opened her eyes. Abhijeet also opened his eyes and saw Tarika's eyes were red and wet from crying. He got up slowly and then helped her up. She hugged him again.

"Tarika what's wrong?" He asked sweetly.

"Nothing, I just wanna feel that you're mine" She said. She moved back and grabbed his shirt and pulled it off.

"Arrey Tarika kya kar rahi ho? You don't have to do all this." She kissed his lips to stop him from talking. She started walking forward but kept her lips locked with his. He stepped back and she kept walking forward until he was backed into the wall. She put her hands on his chest and he wrapped his hands around her waist. They moved back for air. Abhijeet turned Tarika so he was pushing her agaisnt the wall. He put both his hands on the wall beside her head. He kissed her cheek and dragged it down to her neck. He bit her lightly and sucked on it. A shiver ran down her spine at the contact and she held him tightly. He moved back a bit and looked at her, she smiled at him and he smiled back.

"I love you Tarika." He whispered.

"I know" She replied. He grabbed her sleeve and pulled it down and kissed her shoulder. She stopped him and pulled his face back.

"what happened?" He asked her.

Tarika didn't say anything but just looked at him. He looked at her surprised. She leaned over and kissed his cheek and he closed his eyes. She kissed his forehead and moved down to his nose then lips. Abhijeet held back a groan and entwined his hands with hers. He pressed her against the wall rubbing himself against her. She let out a little moan and he smiled in pleasure. He kissed her neck and then picked her up and carried her to the room. He laid her down on the bed and kissed her head. She closed her eyes and he turned to leave when Tarika's hand stopped him. He turned back and saw Tarika looking at him, She held out her hands and he hugged her tightly and she turned over and made him go under her. She trailed her hand on his face and then lightly dragged it across his chest and he groaned. She smiled and kissed his neck.

"Tarika bas karo. Warna mujh se control nahi hoga." He said quickly.

"Kaun ke ra hai control karne ko?" She asked him with smirk.

"Tarika behave yourself now." Abhijeet said moving away.

"Noo..." Tarika whined. She grabbed him and pulled him closer and bit his neck.

"Tarika chorro na!" He said although he didn't really want her to leave him.

"Ok FINE! Hmpf!" She moved back and let him go. She turned to leave when Abhijeet grabbed her wrist lightly.

"Arrey Tarika naraz kyun ho rahi ho? ok im sorry baba karlo jo karna hai." He said a little to innocently.

"Shut up! Mujhe kuch nahi karna." She removed his hand and turnes to leave again when he grabbed her again.

"Par mujhe karna hai." He said smirking. He pulled her and she fell on the bed, he went over her and kissed her neck.

"Accha mera mood spoil karke ab khud maza le re ho?" She asked him.

"Sorry bola na Tarika. Dekho main tumhare chakkar mein main kitni baar sorry bola hai, woh Abhijeet jo kisi se sorry nahi bolta bina waja se." Abhijeet said pouting.

"Kyun sorry bol kar tumhari ego hurt hoti hai kya?" Tarika asked him a little to innocently, knowing it hits his sensitive nerve.

"Tarika ego ke bare mein baat nahi!" Abhi said, his face expression changing.

"ok sorry, waise ek baat kaho?" Tarika asked.

"Haan?"

"Tumhara ego bohot bada hai." Tarika said.

"Jaanta hoon aur yeh sab bol kar aur bada mat karo usse." He said. She smiled and leaned up and kissed him. He smiled back at her and replied back. He hugged her tightly and opened her shirts zipper from the back. She smiled and kissed his neck.

"God Tarika you're killing me." He said groaning.

"That's my plan baby." She replied smirking at him.

His eyes widened in horror not realizing until now what she might have in plan for him as a punishment.

"Excuse me? Kya matlab?" He asked, wondering exactly what she meant.

"Matlab... you're all mine tonight and im going tease you until you can't take it anymore." She smirked playfully and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. Abhijeet looked at her in horror...

A/N: Please review. And drabbles btw are short unfinished stories. So please don't ask me to continue them. Also if you have an idea for a drabble or one shot then leave a review and i'll see if I can do it.