ETHEREAL

.19.

".... And you won't believe what Zayn did the next day he become the head of the society..." Aunt Zara was laughing.

"He made those creeps sweep off the entire street and made them promise him if they ever found again eve teasing anyone again, they will have to clean dustbins of whole society.. " sanyukta completed because aunt Zara was still laughing and unable to talk.

"Did you make them clean those dustbins for real?" Aunt sarah questioned facing aunt Zayn.

"I wanted too but they never showed up again." Uncle Zayn sound upset.

It was past midnight when we all were hanging out in uncle Zayn and aunt Zara room. Uncle John and aunt sarah were staying over for tonight.

"You look tired." Uncle John told sanyukta when she tried to stiffle a yawn with back of her hand.

"You should go to sleep now. I'm not sure if Peter will be back soon. You can talk to him in morning." Aunt Zara patted sanyukta hair.

Sanyukta nodded and get off from the bed. She was waiting for Peter..

I have to tell you something very important.

Peter told her when they all got off the car.

I just have to clean up a little and then we will talk.

Peter added when he drop all of them home before turning his car back again to pack up the restaurant.

So here she was waiting for Peter to come back and tell her whatever he wanted to because the curiosity was killing her.

She walked out of their room bidding them all a good night.

Walking through the corridors, she passed Randhir's room which was empty.

She had seen him leaving the party angrily back there. She wonders if he went to Aamayra apartment to let out his rage or something.

Shaking her head she continue to walk towards her room. Going downstairs and turning a quick left she arrived in front of her room.

"Oh gosh."

Sanyukta had a mini heart attack when she found her bed occupied.

Randhir's face was buried in Aamayra's neck while her head fall back in ecstasy.

"God Randhir I love it when you do it angrily." Aamayra was moaning. "So raw, so wild and so....." Sanyukta had heard enough.

Sanyukta fake a cough. Knocking on the open door.

But nobody seems bothered so sanyukta banged her flat palm hard on the open door.

Aamayra was first to jump back pushing Randhir a little. But Randhir stayed still, unbothered.

It took some time for sanyukta to understand why he wasn't turning back.

Because he was already glaring her. Then Sanyukta glared him back through the Same mirror.

I won't be sleeping here even if they left this bed now.

So then she decided that she don't want to be in this room anymore. So she just walk to her closet and took a pair a night clothes.

"What is she doing here?" Sanyukta heard Aamayra whispering behind her.

"she is Peter's friend. Maybe she is staying with him." Randhir murmured back fixing his shirt.

At this sanyukta turn.

"Excuse me! " Sanyukta squinted her eyes. "Are you going to correct yourself or should I do the correction?" Sanyukta fold her arm across her chest.

"You are Peter's friend." Randhir pointed out.

"And?" Sanyukt demanded which made Randhir glare at her directly now.

"What is she talking about Randhir? Who is she to you?" Aamayra decided to chip in with her annoying voice.

"Noone. She is no one to me." Randhir voice was louder now.

"Then why is she here? In your house? In the room where I stay over?" Aamayra shouted back.

Wait she used to stay in this room.

Eww.

I liked this room but I guess not anymore.

No wonder I feel trouble sleeping on this bed.

"Zara and Zayn bring her here with them, she takes care of them here." Randhir looked away.

Did he just call her only a caretaker indirectly?

But sanyukta was too disgust to stay in this room for longer so she just around to leave.

"I don't know why would you even bother to bring those old people back home. I mean come on, there are nothing more than a liability.." Sanyukta couldn't resit anymore, she was ready to knock some sense deep into Aamayra skull for saying that.

So sanyukta turn around with anger bubbling up inside her head only to found that Aamayra was already white with fear.

Randhir was giving a death glare toward Aamayra so hard that Aamayra lost her voice all of a sudden.

"Get out." Randhir voice was slow as if he was controlling himself.

"But mm" Aamayra stuttered.

"Get. The. Fuck. Out. Of . My. House." Randhir shouted at top of his voice.

For a second sanyukta flinched back too but then she wonder if aunt Zara or others heard that too.

Aamayra was insane. She didn't move.

I would have left the country by now.

"Right now." Randhir whispered so slow and so huskily in Aamayra face that even sanyukta felt the cold chill running on her skin.

It made Aamayra jump from the bed. She pushed sanyukta hard while walking out with those tears falling freely through her eyes.

Once Sanyukta heard the front door she flinched again.

This will surely bring their attention.

Randhir stood up from her bed and fixed his shirt again but he looked angry. He was running his hands through his hair again and again. But when he looked up at sanyukta only then she realised that she is standing in front of an angry lion who just want to let it out in anyway.

And she is the only prey left today.

She didn't waste a second in turning around to run out of the room. But she couldn't. Something made her stop dead in her way.

Something like.

"Stay the fuck where you are until I tell you otherwise."

Kill me already.