Kriya

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What the actual hell is this? What just happened? I can literally feel my heart beating so loud, I can't eve-

"Kriya?", Varun calls, faintly knocking at the door. He isn't really loud or something but for some reason I feel like my neighbors can hear him.

"Kriya", he calls again, this time louder. Without thinking, I storm towards the door and open it.

"Varun, I want you to leave right now; and I am not asking, I am telling."

I just hurl out the words and I am not quite sure how much he understood. I clear my throat and almost is a whisper repeat what I said before.

"Kriya, I will leave but please let me explain myself. Just once really. I-"

"I asked you to leave, right now. I can't begin to imagine the mess that will take place if any discovers that you are here. The last thing I want is more trouble because of you, I have had enough honestly. Just go."

I slam the door again even before he can think of his response. I am on the verge of tears and I, for one thing, don't want to cry in front of him. After a while the faint sounds of knocking becomes fainter and I just sit in despair until it does.

Varun looks so different, not the clean-shaven chocolate boy anymore. He looks as though he had aged a hundred years since the last time I saw him. I am assuming it is the pressure of the game. I had been hearing about his bad performance from here and there but I had also decided to pay no heed to nay of it. The only way was to keep him out of my mind and away from my thoughts. And after doing so much, here he is, or was, right at my doorstep. Good heavens!

No matter how much I try not to think about it, I can't get myself to forget THAT day. The last I saw Varun, he had someone else in his arms, another woman. I had taken off at a great speed from there and decided not to look back. I knew what I saw and even though I could hear him call my name, I refused to look back. Nothing compares to what I had felt that day- betrayed, humiliated and hurt.

I halt my painful reminiscence for some time, grab my phone and dial Disha. She is the only one who can tell me what to do in a situation like this.

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A/N: Heyaa. I'd like to admit that I meant to upload a few more chapters this month but there's always Uni to kick your ass and shove assignments down you throat:)

Nevertheless, I am glad that I got back to uploading. I shall schedule the  updates more realistically and maintain some consistency for goodness sake. 

Ok. Bye.

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