Anidita: Mending the relationship

THE SHATTERED LIVES

(Before bashing and thrashing me in comment section, do read the note at last. Plics 👉👈🥺)

Kate's POV:-

She was standing in front of me, with a disappointed face, and her eyes accusing me. A fear crept my heart and my hands and legs began to shake. I kept on looking at ground, unable to match her accusing glare.

"Never expected from you Kate!" She yelled at me and I looked up at her. "You were just using me for your parents' evil intentions."

"Bondi I-"

She showed her palm, asking me to shut my mouth which I obliged in a reflex. "What a fool I was to believe you. Kate " She taunted me and I fisted my hands. "Only if I knew your real identity and intentions, I would have thrown you out of my life"

She threw the black file near my leg and my attention shifted towards the big words printed boldly at the cover. My name. My real identity.

"Kate Gr-" She screamed my real name.

"Noooo!!!" I shot my eyes open and looked around. Where am I? In reality. I slowly got up and leaned against the headrest of the bed, wiping away the sweat from my face. When will these nightmares stop! I mentally groaned and closed my eyes, but the disappointed and accusing face of Bondi again flashed in front of my eyes and I immediately opened my eyes. I can't sleep now. I need some fresh air. Getting up from the bed and adjusting my dress, I went in the garden.

I was walking in the night sky, deep in my own thoughts, when I saw someone's shadow. Who's he? I wondered and made my way towards the black figure. Wait Kate! He can be a thief too! I stopped in middle and worriedly looked around. Should I call someone? Shut up Kate! You are strong enough to handle things on your own. I reminded myself and spotted a wooden stick lying on the ground. Not giving another thought, I picked up the stick and went towards the thief, raising the stick high, ready to attack him. Help me Jesus! I closed my eyes and forced down the stick on the head of the thief, but he turned around and held the stick with his hands, at correct time.

I opened my eyes and saw that man, Samarth, standing in front of me with wide eyes and amusement spread over his face. I pulled back my stick and pointed a finger towards him.

"Tum? Tum yaha itni raat ko kya kar rahe ho? Chori karne aaye the? Apni hi dost ke ghar main chori kar rahe ho? Sharam nahi aati?" I spat out at him.

"Ohhh! Angrezi Gaadi, zubaan ko lagaam do. Main koi chori karne nahi aaya tha yaha." He snapped at me rudely while I glared at him.

"Kya kaha tumne? Angrezi gaadi? "

"Haan" He showed his 32 tooth and I controlled my urge to punch his face and make all those bloody whites to fall on the ground.

"You stupid! Idiot! Foolish! Dumb! Moron! " I kept on stepping towards him angrily while he kept on moving backwards cautiously. Ranting some more praises for him, I was just about to fall on him, but he shifted towards the left and I lost my balance. Waiting for the ground to smash my nose, I closed my eyes, but he held my right arm and pulled me back on my feet.

But me being me, jerked off his hand and pointing a finger towards him. "How dare you touch me?" I yelled at him.

"Huh? Touched you? Excuse me Angrezi gaadi, maine tumhe girne se bachaya. " He snorted.

"Kisne bola tha tumse bachaane ko? Main sambhal sakti hu khud ko! "

"Haan dikh raha hai" He sneered and went from there. What did he mean? I also started going behind him.