Ridhima's POV-
I am laughing my ass off right now. Laughing uncontrollably like crazy, tears have formed in the corner of my eyes but I still can't stop laughing.
Want to know why? Well because I just got slapped few minutes ago.
Not once or twice, but about 12 or 15 times. That too by both my parents.
Because I had bunked a class in tution.
I thought I would be crying after they leave but I started laughing instead. Trying to gain a hold on myself, I opened my mouth to shout but no voice came out.
From crying whenever I used to be hurt to showing no emotions to finally laughing like mad, the journey was miraculously heartbreaking. Its like a slow death.
A little secret. Few months back, I had a session with Aryan's therapist. She said I was suffering from Depression, Anxiety Disorders, Bipolar Disorder and what not. The only thought I had on hearing it was if only I had so many physical problems like tumours and cancers, I could have told that to my parents and hoped for some sympathy atleast.
I am suddenly beginning to have this wierd craving. A desperate desire to be hugged by Vansh just now.
Vansh's POV-
An email came this afternoon which said I had been accepted in the London Business School. Completely clueless, I rushed to my father after school only to know he had submitted my reports for admission to them beforehand, without telling me anything. Before I could digest this sudden change in plans, he had already informed mother and started celebrating.
How the hell am I supposed to say that I don't want to go there when they are so happy? Moreover they are planning to shift me abroad now itself, will someone mind asking my opinion?
I guess this is why they say too much love is dangerous.
"I shall celebrate with my friends then", I smiled while giving the excuse and sneaked out.
Absolutely blank, I decided to walk through the lanes near the school.
Only a thin part of the moon can be through the thick frost. I guess it will be no moon night tomorrow. I swaddle through the way, kicking every pebble and frightening away every small animal. Suddenly I notice another figure on the opposite side. I think I know who it is.
Ridhima's POV-
After a long game of hide and seek, I finally manage to sneak out of my house. The roads are cold and empty, just like my heart. I continue walking randomly only to reach Vansh, who was also staring at me. Only then I realise I have come near the school.
Our eyes meet and suddenly my bottled up emotions start exploding. My dead feelings have suddenly started brimming up and begun overflowing. Without any second thought, I run to him and smash my lips over his.
Vansh's POV-
I was taken aback by the unexpected kiss. However it did not take me long to realise that it neither had love nor care, it had frustation, anger and desperation. While she continued sucking my lips, I stroked her back to calm her down.
Slowly she stopped and then looked into my eyes. She seems to have relaxed.
Did it actually happen? The pain on my lips reconfirmed.
"Why are you here?", she finally broke the ice.
"I have been admitted to London Business School. I might be moving out within next month", I revealed.
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Reborn For You
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