Ruhi wanted nothing more than to keep close to her friend circle and score good marks and the last thing she wanted in her life was Vivaan.
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Life can be tiring for a high schooler when she is in constant wa...
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❝Why are talking to me?❞
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Drishti scrunched up her face in confusion when she spotted Vivaan walking out of the girl's bathroom.
What could he be doing in the girl's bathroom? Drishti needed to know. She walked into the girl's bathroom and immediately spotted a sweat drenched Ruhi leaning against the far end wall of the bathroom. Dread crept up Drishti's spine and a shiver ran down her body.
She wanted to turn around and walk out before Ruhi noticed her. But failed.
"Drishti, I didn't see you there," Ruhi said. Her voice cracked as she spoke.
"Oh, I was just checking if Shriya was here-" Drishti stopped, abruptly. "I will leave."
"No! Wait!" Ruhi's voice was desperate and pleading. Drishti stopped in her track. What more did the girl need? Irritation itched her feautures but softened a notch when she saw Ruhi's face.
She looked so broken and weary. The Ruhi she knew was full of life and sharp retorts at the tip of her tongue. But the person standing in front of her was so different from that girl. She was so lonely, wanting someone to tell her that she was not alone and that it was all going to be okay at the end. That she deserved a happy ending just like everyone else.
Drishti thought she could hate her as much as she wanted later. But for now, she needed to give her company. Drishti walked towards Ruhi and put a hesitant hand on her shoulder.
"Are you okay?" Drishti's eyes searched Ruhi's face for the truth. Ruhi sucked in a deep breath but soon, her face crumpled and a sob escaped her lips. She leaned her head against Drishti's shoulder and let the tears out.
Drishti was shocked. She stood their like a statue. But soon, sympathy for the girl overtook her heart and she wrapped her arms around her dainty, fragile frame into the wramth of her body.
Ruhi let all the tears out. The warmth radiating off Drishti gave her some peace. She stayed like that in Drishti's arms for sometime, reveling in her warmth and sincerity.
"Everything's going to be alright," Drishti cooed, running her fingers in Ruhi's hair. She grabbed Ruhi's face gently and tilted it up so that Ruhi was looking at her eyes. "You deserve better."
Ruhi shook her head. "No, I hurt him. Really bad."
Drishti's heart broke. She wondered what was going on between Ruhi and Vivaan. She had never talked with Ruhi before except that one time where she asked her what she had to do for the group project back in class 8.
Drishti was popular and she knew it. But she wasn't social, she liked keeping to herself and the few people she called her friends. She had dated only one guy before Vivaan, only because Shriya insisted upon her dating him. She never liked him but Vivaan- she did. She liked how Vivaan made her feel. She loved how his fingers on her skin made her feel ecstatic. The feel of him pressed against her in the locker room was intoxicating. She wanted to feel like that forever.
