Cross-border Merger

I Hate You

Finn dropped me back at the house. I was supposed to meet Uncle at the office but he had an urgent meeting so I'll meeting him later today.

As soon as I entered the house, I saw Michael sitting in the living room poring drinks for himself. He didn't see me enter and I was in no mood to spoil my day by talking to him so I tried to tip toe to my room. 

This plan did not even last for 5 seconds.

"You know since you're already using my father to live in this house, you don't need to enter here like a fucking thief", he said dryly.

This is the second time he's talking to me and of course it's as sweet as a neem leaf. I walked over to stand in front oh him.

"You know Michael, I don't know what your problem is. These snide remarks from you lead to the destruction of my peace of mind which is exactly what I was trying to avoid. I don't know what bullshit you've cooked in your head but I'm not using your father for anything. Your father is a generous, humble and helpful man, something qualities which obviously don't know, and he is simply helping me by letting me stay at his place for some time. So, if you're done with showing how mean you can be, I'll go to my room where I won't have to see your face."

As soon as I turned around to walk away, he grabbed my wrist to stop me. "How dare you touch me?" 

He took steps and came extremely close before whispering, "Why? If you're fine with my dad doing this to you, touching you and even ...", he stopped before completing his statement to look at me coldly. 

I was seeing red now, so I did something which I never had. I slapped him tight on his cheek.

"If you were drunk before uttering that shit right now, then this should've sobered you up. Your father sees me as  a daughter and I call him and see him as my Uncle. So, it disgusts me to the core realising that is is how low your thoughts can go." 

I was so angry that tears had started to flow from my eyes at this point. I hate this. I hate him. 

"And let me make something very clear to you. If you lay as much as a finger on me again physically, swear to God, I'll make sure that you won't be able to handle the consequences. 

I woke up today thinking that maybe maybe we can try to be civil but thank you Mr. Michael Daniels for making sure that I hate you. So, do me a favor and don't speak a word to me till you take your mind out of whatever gutter it is in right now, if that's even possible for you."

With this I went straight up the stairs to my room. I was so angry that I felt myself incapable of breathing. I washed my face and within a few moments, tears started streaming down my face. In this moment, I missed everyone. I missed my family, Sid, Aish, my office, my city, my room, just everything.

Right then, my phone started ringing. It was Sid. I had to pick up this call since I haven't spoken to Sid since I have arrived in London. I was dreading though because if I speak to him right now, I know I will break and I won't be able to lie to him then. So, I silenced the call.