I always thought I have a tendency of reading people well. Often I had a feeling, I understand them the moment I come across them or just by the first interaction. But then people being unpredictable they prove you wrong all the damn time. Like right now, as I keep pressing Rana to share something, give me anything to understand his weird behaviour, I feel like I don't really know all of him like I thought I did and that's definitely not fine with me.
"Ran, we talk. That's how it goes, right?" I am about to resign for another time and hang up but I decide to keep the call ongoing.
"We are talking." He says nonchalantly.
"The hell you are." My voice doesn't betray the anger stirring in me.
"Look how about I call you back?" He tries avoiding.
"Shut up. Shut. Up." I say out of rage before taking a long breath and calm myself down, just a little bit. "Look, here's what we gonna do. I'm gonna ask you one last time and you're going to speak, okay? Good, now let's start."
"Ina-"
"I haven't asked anything yet." I shoosh him.
When he doesn't say anything I continue, " Good boy. Now tell me what the hell is going on with you?"
I hear him take soft breaths from the other side of the line and after a few seconds he says, "You like him."
Not a question.
"No, I don't. And where did Aarav come from?" I ask out of genuine confusion.
"Right where I didn't mention his name but you caught it." He says rather calmly.
I take a deep breath, "Well lately you have been fighting with me a lot regarding him so I guess it's pretty obvious."
"Nope it wasn't. "
That's all? I grit my teeth as I say, "Rana, how about you meet me now?" I cut the bullshits.
"Your dad and br-"
"Don't worry. They are at the office. Pick me up, now." I demand.
"I-I- don't thi-I can't right now."
"Why?"
"I'm busy." He lies.
"Doing what exactly? You know what don't bother with another lie. You pick me up right now or else I am familiar with your address and I wouldn't mind banging the door until you open up."
"Why do you have to be so stubborn all the fucking time!" He sounds exasperated and little angry.
"You coming or not?" I don't bother with anything else.
"Be there in 10." He hangs up.
I wait for him sitting on my bed with one leg over the other for a few minutes when my phone rings. I answer as go for my shoes, "Be down in a minute."
The call ends as I tie my shoelaces before heading down. I go to the kitchen to inform Ruby when I see her sitting lethargically on a nearby chair while she holds her bump with one hand and her forehead with another.
"Ruby, what's wrong?" Her head tilts up upon my calling and she waves a hand in the air, the same one that had been on her forehead a second ago and gives me a weak smile.
"Oh it's nothing. Just got a little tired so I thought of sitting down for a bit."
I walk up to her and touch her forehead with the back of my hand, "Ruby, you have a little temperature and I don't think it's good for the baby. Why don't you stay at home for a few days?"
She looks up at me with a motherly look and a smile that always warms my heart, "Yeah? And who'll take care of you then?"
"I can do that myself. I'm not a kid anymore." I pout.
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Wrecked Souls
عاطفيةI tried escaping the violence of my family only to be engulfed in his. I seeked chaos free soul and he was anything but that. He was destruction, ruthless, violent, at least that's what the world said and I believed until I knew who he really was...
