The Girl Next Door

Chapter 7

"But, I don't really understand why you need to work? Like the money dad gives you gym and then the money for maintenance of your bike, use them for the treatment and then do the babysitting stuff for medicines.", Ayansh said taking the lit cigarette from Cabir's hand.

The brothers were sitting on the terrace sofa and discussing how Cabir would be working for Ishaan to help his dad's treatment. Ayansh, however didn't agree.
He didn't want his elder brother to waste  his time in a job when he should be studying.

Also, school would be starting soon and he was in his 12th grade and it was the most important one since he had to give in his college application and other things.

But Cabir, he was hell bent on knowing everything. He wanted to solve the mystery of the past that had spoiled his entire life.

Cabir took one big puff of his cigarette and blew the smoke out.

"Why the heck are you guys smoking?", a voice started both the brothers.

Ayansh quickly threw it away and turned to the source of the voice, his best friend,, Tarini.

"Hi Tars", he said smiling at her.

'Damn that smile', she thought.

She shook her head and sat next to them on the sofa and said, "Why are you both smoking?"

"Stress booster Tars", Cabir said mimickmg Ayansh.

"Don't call her that. Only I can do that.", Ayansh said suddenly feeling irritated.

Between the bickering of the two brothers, Tarini felt lost and so to gain their attention she blurted, "I am shifting to Ahmedabad."

"The fuck?", Ayansh shouted.

Cabir was equally shocked.

"I'm kidding. I'm going there for a wedding and shopping for navratri. It's been years since I've done proper shopping. Off the topic, I remember Alya keeping a few of her dresses here. Where are they?", she said.

"In the extra guest bedroom. Why?", Ayansh said.

"I need one of those. Krish and his family are coming over for dinner and I have only three to four dresses so I need one."

"Why is her ex at your house?"

"Not that Krish. Krish Malhotra. The one from Mumbai."

"They shifted here?",

"Yup. I'm calling Alya by the way. I'll ask her for a good dress out of the ones that she left here."

All of them nodded and they called Alya.

Sana, I've seen this new choreography on YouTube. Let's try it what's say? It's a new one  What's say, Sana was asked by Zafar.

She absentmindedly nodded and they went to terrace to practise.

They started practicing and once they reached the intimate, sort - of couple portion Zafar became awkward.

Not because of the moments in the dance but because he zoned out of the  dance and remembered every single thing that had happened in the past.

"You are doing it again Zafar.", Sana said.

"What? Did I miss a step?", he said.

"No, you're doing that thing where you zone out. If you are still not over that thing then why did you two decide to end it?", she said.

"I don't want to talk about this Sana. Please let's just close this chpater and leave it here.", and with this said, he walked away.

Sana sighed and looked away.

'Ya Allah. Help this boy.' she murmured under her breath and left the terrace.

"Don't know, but damn that guy dances soo good.", Tarini said.

"Well you calling Alya?", Cabir said standing up.

"Nah. Not now. Once I find a  few clothes.", she replied standing up and following him behind and then he led her to the guest bedroom that had Alya's clothes.

After Tarini had selected what she wanted to wear, she went out and left for her house soon enough.

So since it is my birthday today I decided to upload the last chapter for a few months.

I have my exams in May but I have boards this year so I wanna concentrate on my studies so I have decided to take a break.

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