Reborn For You

Pain to pleasure

Ridhima's POV-

I was sleeping peacefully but my dreams were broken by his shout. The devil had come. Realising it, I immediately opened my eyes and sat up.

"Its already 5o' clock and you are still sleeping. How many times have I told you studying in the morning is useful? You never listen to me", he shouted.

"I studied till 3o' clock", I replied in a low voice.

"So what? Look at others. Nobody sleeps peacefully like you. I haven't seen you studying. Your exams are coming, you shall go to college next year and you are sleeping. You never do anything right. How do you expect to survive in the long run? Do you know how effort we have given for your future? You can do nothing in your life", he roars.

Even if I study, I can't do well. Because I don't want to. I don't regret ignoring my studies even a bit. Because I know that it is fruitless. I will again go blank in the exam hall. I will always loose confidence on seeing you and get nervous. Whatever I do, no matter how hard I try, you always call it an act. The only regret I have is promising to fulfil all your dream in my childhood. I should have never trusted you guys blindly.  Why did not you support when I was bullied and I asked for your support? Why did you blame me throughout my childhood because I was friendless? Where were you when I had my panic attacks and nervous breakdowns? How is it my fault? What about when you insulted all my friends and all the people I loved? I really can't see your efforts. If spending money is called giving effort, I don't need your effort. I wish I could say it out loud.

"I will get to study", I apologize, holding in my tears. If I cry or speak out, I know you will again say that I am acting to gain sympathy. I will never let out my emotions again.

Seeing me sit to study, he left after some time. I stared at the pages with my blurred vision. The pages crumpled and the nip of the pen broke- another victim of my rage.

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"What was the name of that boy?", I asked Vedant.

"Which one?", he asked, half-busy in dressing his hair.

"The one who annoyed Aryan yesterday", I reminded. My anger and desperation was reaching its peak.

"Vishal", Vedant exclaimed on finally remembering.

"Bring him to the yoga room", I ordered and left.

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I sat on one of the stools, successfully putting up the cold expression on my face and hiding all my bottled-up frustation.

A boy walked in timidly, taking small steps. Aryans follows him and tells us, "Here is Vishal."

A smile came to my face as I walked towards him.

"Look at me", I commanded. 

Fucking pig. Why isn't he looking at me?

"Look up bastard", I shouted.

And he immediately looked up, shivering. Thats like it.

"Why didn't you listen to me first time?", I asked. Once again no reply. He deserves it.

I slap right on his left check. The sudden force pushed him a few steps back. The prints of my fingers had got prominent on his face. 

"I think I should apply some ice on your face", I suggest. The evil smirk on my face seemed to give him goosebumps.

I took out a ice cube from my flask and started rubbing it softly. The boy seems relaxed. But I am not relaxed yet. So sorry but not sorry.

"Open your mouth", I whisper into his ear in a seductive voice. It always works. 

As expected, he did as he is told in a single go. And I rapidly stuffed 5 to 6 ice cubes inside his mouth. 

Shocked by my unpredictable move, he tries to throw up but I had already put my palm over his mouth, forcing him to keep those ice in.

"Chew it", I stressed on very word, increasing my grip over his face.

Tears fall down his red eyes as he struggles to bite through the chilling pieces. That look gave me peace. I am not the only one suffering, everyone has to suffer. I am just giving out what I had taken in.

Laughing my heart out, I move back to my seat while Ragini moves forward and throws some ice cubes inside his shirt. 

Seeing Vishal's new form of dance, Aryan and Vedant crack up. 

"I need to buy few things", I inform and move out, leaving them to enjoy. 

As soon as I step outside the gym, a sudden pull shocks me. Somebody has dared to pull me into a hug. What the fuck-----

I will kill you bastard.