Chapter Thirty Two

Not wasting another second, Khushi turned on the TV and saw that what was on the screen of the laptop, was now also on the TV. She moved the mouse over the play button and clicked on it. The footage began to play and the audio came from the speakers connected to the TV. Khushi and Anisha watched the footage, showing Arnav's apartment empty.

"What is this crap," Anisha asked. "The security cameras aren't even working properly. That's not today's date and the place is certainly not empty."

Khushi ignored her and focused on the TV screen. Nothing was happening so she fast forward it. When she saw the door opening, she resumed the video. In came a drunk Arnav with Anisha, who was holding him and getting him inside. Khushi watched as Anisha set him down on the very couch she was sitting on. Anisha closed the door and then she looked back at Arnav.

"Finally, we're alone," she heard Anisha say.

Anisha's eyes widened. "What is this?"

Khushi ignored her and watched the tape. Anisha slowly made her way to Arnav, who had his head resting back, covering his face with his arm. Anisha went over to him and sat beside him, rubbing her chest on him.

"I've waited a long time for this," she said flirtatiously. "Ever since I laid my eyes on you, I've been wanting to do this."

Arnav didn't say anything and Anisha straddled him.

"Turn it off," Anisha yelled behind Khushi, but Khushi didn't listen.

On-screen Anisha was unbuttoning Arnav's shirt, but he pushed her hands off and groaned, the movement affecting his drunk-self. But it didn't stop Anisha and she ran her hands over what she had managed to expose.

"God you're so hot," she groaned.

"Turn it off," Anisha yelled once more, but Khushi continued to watch.

Anisha came rushing forward to turn it off, but Khushi quickly locked the screen, as it was only the video casting onto the TV. Anisha groaned, trying to figure out what the password was, but she kept getting it wrong.

Khushi focused on the video, watching as on-screen Anisha tried her best to have her way with Arnav, but Arnav kept stopping her.

"Arnav please," Anisha begged, but Arnav grunted and tried to push her away.

"Arnav baby, please," Anisha begged, tugging the straps off of her dress.

Arnav grunted and held his aching head. Anisha took advantage of this and unbuttoned the rest of his shirt and pulled it apart, exposing his entire chest. She ran her hands along his chiseled chest and Arnav groaned. She slowly moved his hands away so that she could get rid of his shirt.

"I've waited too long for this," Anisha groaned.

She pushed Arnav back till he was laying down on the sofa. She moved herself so that she straddled him. Her hands wandered down to his pants but Arnav grunted and threw her hands off of him.

"Arnav! Arnav baby its me!"

Arnav said some unintelligible and Anisha scooted forward.

"How the hell do I turn this off," Anisha yelled, fidgeting with the MacBook.

Khushi ignored her, her full attention on the TV screen.

Arnav said something unintelligible again and on-screen Anisha asked him to repeat himself louder.

"I..." Khushi heard him say.

"You what," Anisha asked.

"I... I...."

"You...?"

"I.... I love... I...."

Anisha squealed. "I knew it! I knew you loved me! I knew it was me from the start and not that Khushi."

"Khushi...."

Anisha's excitement paused.

"Khushi... I.... I love you Khushi."

"What," Anisha screeched.

The high pitch of her screech caused Arnav to stir, throwing Anisha off of him. Arnav got up and he made his way over to the kitchen and got out a cold bottle of water from the fridge, while Anisha was whining from getting hurt. Arnav took bug gulps of water and in a few minutes, he recovered, no longer a disheveled mess.

"What the fuck... what the fuck did you put in my drink," he yelled.

Khushi could see crystal clear how scared Anisha was. The girl stood up, unable to look at the angry Arnav.

"What the fuck did you put in my drink Anisha," Arnav demanded.

"I don't know what it's called! It was supposed to get you out of it so I could do what I wanted!"

Arnav looked at her with disgust. "Get out!"

"Arnu-"

"GET OUT! And don't you EVER fucking call me that! There's only one person who can call me that, and that definitely isn't you! Now get out!"

Khushi saw that Anisha had flinched a good three times while he yelled, not to mention that she had flinched once as well.

Anisha clicked away on keys on the MacBook, but nothing happened.

On-screen Anisha stood still and Arnav came forward and and grabbed her by her arm.

"Get out," and he pushed her forward.

Anisha went rushing forward then looked back at him. "This isn't over Arnav! I will have you," and she opened the door, looking like a complete mess, as if something really had happened between them.

What happened next couldn't be seen but Khushi could hear basically what Lavanya had told her that she had seen. The security footage ended and the screen went blank. Khushi looked at the blank screen for a moment, before her eyes went to Anisha. When her eyes met Anisha's, Anisha instantly became scared.

Gone was the charming Khushi and here was the angry Khushi. She looked like she could kill someone with just the look in her eyes.

Khushi stood up. "You fucking cow," she growled.

Anisha gulped and stood up.

"Because of you, I ignored my best friend. I ignored and insulted the man I love. I didn't trust the man I love, and that was all because of you!"

Anisha flinched from the power in Khushi's voice.

"Get out," Khushi said through her teeth.

Anisha gaped at her. "Who are you to tell me-"

"GET OUT OF HERE RIGHT NOW YOU DESPERATE SKANKY BITCH!"

Anisha not only flinched, but felt like she had been slapped really hard across the face. Just as she was about to say something, she was cut off.

"You heard her."

The two looked up at the door to see Arnav leaning against the doorway.

"Arnav," and Anisha rushed towards him. "Arnav please-"

"Get out Anisha and don't ever bring your face in front of me again."

"Arnav-"

Before she could finish her sentence, Khushi came forward, grabbed Anisha by the arm, and slapped her across her face. The sound of the slap echoed through the apartment, sending Anisha's hand to her abused cheek.

"Because of you, I hurt an innocent man," Khushi cried, gritting her teeth. "Because of you, I hurt the man that I love! Get out of my face Anisha before I show you all the pain you put me through because of your desperate skanky lies!"

Anisha looked up at her. "How dare you slap me-"

Khushi slapped her again. "Get out!"

Anisha looked back up at her and then at Arnav, who wouldn't look at her.

"This isn't over," Anisha declared, and she stormed off to the elevator.

When Anisha disappeared into the elevator, Arnav looked at Khushi.

"Khushi, I'm sorry I-"

But before he could finish, Khushi covered his lips with her hand.

"Don't be. It's my fault and I should be apologizing."

Arnav moved her hand away. "No Khushi-"

"I'm sorry I didn't believe you. You're my best friend, and I believed that lying whore over you."

"Just your best friend?"

Khushi looked down, blush filling her cheeks. Arnav cupped her cheek and tilted her face up so that she would look at him.

"Say it," Arnav said, his voice hoarse.

Khushi bit her lip, her eyes wandering to his lips.

"Say it Khushi. I need to hear you say it."

Khushi felt her heart ache and she looked into his eyes. "I love you."

Arnav shut his eyes and rested his forehead against hers. "Again."

"I love you Arnav."

And with that, Arnav sealed her lips with his. Khushi gasped and melted into the kiss. Her hands wandered up his chest and wove around his neck, while Arnav held her waist.

Khushi broke away first and Arnav rested his forehead against Khushi's again.

"I love you, my beloved," Arnav whispered.

Khushi felt her insides melt.

"You have no idea how long I've been waiting to do that."

Khushi pulled back. "How long?"

Arnav smirked lightly. "Since I first laid my eyes on you at Akash's wedding."

Khushi smiled, looking down.

"I knew you were something else, something special. I just had to meet you and know you. And I thank divine above everyday for bringing you into my life."

Khushi smiled softly and hugged him. Arnav rested his head on top of Khushi's, and held her. The two stood there for a moment, the rest of the world becoming a blur.

But they did have an audience - an audience of two to be more specific, and they were very happy that they're best friends were now with the one they love.