Tangled in Love

Chapter 13 : An Actor or a Liar!!

"An Actor or a Liar..",

You said you are a fighter, boxer on a national level, but in real you are a website builder..

Why did you lied to me.. ?
I didn't expected this from you",

Her voice was still echoing on my mind, their was rage in her tone.

" I guess Sid was right,
Fame does attracts everyone, maybe Mayaan is kinda one of them cause she thought em famous on national level but now she came to know that I am just a website builder, she says em a liar or an actor!!!

Ugghhh ",

I couldn't rest my mind, from her thoughts.

It was still raining and the sky was almost dark even thou it was not late I grabbed my car key and took the black leather jacket left the home.

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Just after the cafe we dropped Mayaan at her home, she's a lucky girl who has a caring family. I was feeling home sick so I thought to visit my so called family.

" I wish someday my mother would be waiting for me just like Mrs. Aaida Ahmad ( Mayaan's mother ) waits for her kids,
Sure it would be a dream come true!! ",

My fathers mansion was in the richest area of Kansas City, we lived a luxurious life, in such living you get everything without even willing for it but still their was something I didn't got & it was a family bonding with eachother, the kind of bonding I have seen in Mayaan's family.

" Here we go in the valley of people with the heart of stone ",

The gigantic gate opens , I stopped the car there and stepped out of it handing the keys to the guard. I Walked looking down at the track going towards the mansion, I pulled my collars up, to cover my face.

The rain had never made me go through such feelings, cause all I could think was Mayaan, she was not getting off from my head.

I got wet by the rain from head to toe and as I entered the hall,

" Huuuuhhhhh ",

The guests gasped with an amusement as they saw me on the main entrance. It was not a surprising thing to me cause after all parties are the better half of luxurious life.

" Why the hell did I came here, these people just love to spent their life with those, who are similar to statues cause none of them has emotions but if they do then not even by mistake they dare to show it ",

Sometimes my inner voice kills me and gets hard for me to bare it longer. My mother came hurriedly towards me tearing the the crowd.

" Son come inside,
You are completely wet,
come Omair! ",

Mother said with concern, she looked worried for me. She took me to my room and the maid brought towels.

I was quietly glaring at floor & mother was drying my hair with towel!!

" Go and change your clothes ",

I was staring at the floor,

" Omair ,

I am talking to you! ",

Mother kneeled on the floor and asked ;

" What's the matter son ",

" Mom,
I missed you all ",

I said in a lower voice, mother stood up with an amusement. She had tears in her eyes and hugged me,