Chapter- 39 (Why I'm so broken?)

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After our swing race, which I won. We talked a lot, not the deep conversations or anything... She didn't tell me why she ran away nor I did tell her why I ran away...

After an hour of talking about how we both love astrology but have no faith in it. We both are Capricorn and we both love dark chocolates. We both say our favourite series is F.R.I.E.N.D.S. but in reality, it's The Vampire Diaries. We both function on coffee and our favourite colour is peach too.

 It's like meeting your doppelganger, just she's prettier than you and has a killer attitude.  

we even exchanged numbers and promised to hang out. I mean can you believe it! The girl who slapped me and the girl on whom I went all Psycho getting along!! It felt like I met my other half. After I told her about how I went MIA for a whole week on my friends, she told me and I quote 'You are such a bitch! Suck it up and apologize Pixie' 

Ya, she started calling me Pixie and said it suits me while I nicknamed her Sun Burn because she can burn you with her words only

I even told her about the accident Harshit went through which made her eyes glossy. I tried to assure her that he was fine but all she did was hug me and thanked me for taking care of her brother. I told her you should visit him at least when she told me she was not living with him. But all I got in response was 'We aren't that close, so don't tell me what to do 

Maybe Kapoor's Siblings have personality disorders... 

Anyways, after a little bit of arguing and a lot of talking, I even told him about Himnish and his ignorant behaviour. She just patted my back and told me,' You dismissed him and chose another boy over you. It hurt his ego' I mean seriously, the other boy needed medical attention and I dismissed him for his safety only. But she just made a tsk sound and said," If boys were that understanding, don't we all have a happy ending" 

Okay so that's a good point

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So here I'm in my room, pacing trying to gather up the courage to call Mani and sort things out. If things go downhill, I have always the option to jump from my window! My thumb roams around Mani's number, My free hand caressing my temple and my shaky breaths aren't helping either.

Oh, come on! She won't kill you.. just dial up the damn number

She'll do a lot more than just kill me.. she'll first open my brain with her knives to check if I still have them then she'll sit without giving me any painkiller. Then She'll hang me upside down in her punching bag and punch me until she feels satisfied..for a day! God knows how long this torture will go

As I was busy overthinking, my phone started ringing. I looked at the caller's Id: Himnish 

Oh, look, who's alive! 

I picked up the call not before taking deep breaths to control myself.

Himnish: Aisha? 

Me: Finally got the time to reply? 

To say I was pissed would be an understatement. I don't give a shit about others but when I do they always prove to me why I'm better off without them. This on and Off thing with him has seriously damaged my working brain cells. I want answers and clear cut

Himnish: Chill girl, I was busy with some college work. 

Me: Seriously?! I text you numerous times! I even fucking called you when you know how much I hate calling! and you freaking ignored me all the time. You went back without a goodbye and how I got to know through your fucking insta story, Himnish!! 

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