Night rolled in, and everyone retried to their room. Krish, Aman, and Ishaan left. Ishaan and Aman weren't going, Krish dragged them out.
I sat on my bed when my phone pinged.
Dearest grumpy woman,
Would you like to go on a date with me? Tomorrow? I will pick you up from your office, no pressure.
I replied yess, in a heartbeat.
Now a days it seems like my thoughts are clouded around him, and Heart says his name, more often than necessary.
He is not that bad and insufferable as I thought he would be, not when he kept saying all those sweet nothings and kept his hand on my thigh. I still can't come out of that moment.
I slept thinking about work and date with him tomorrow. I woke up with Aisha hovering over me.
"This came for you." She said, handing me a bouquet of orange roses. At first, I thought Ishaan sent them, but I hate orange rosses. Aisha took out the card and read,
"You have become quiet a slut after I left you. I think we need to resume our journey. PV." It was signed.
"The fuck." Avni shouted from the doorstep of the room.
"That's it I am filing complain." Aisha said taking out her phone.
"No Aisha, I need to deal with him, for once and final." I replied.
I got into my office but my mood was on rage mode, so one tried to talk to me unnecessary and day ended. There was a knock on the door, but I had my head down so, I just said,
"Shivam, I am done for the day. Do not disturb." I groaned.
"What happened to my grumpy woman?" The person spoke and instantly I ran into his arms. Tears rolled down my eyes, and he just held me, rubbing my back to soothe me. All this bulit up from morning, just got released to his voice.
"Let's get you out of here." He said and I nodded, picked up my bag and he held my hand, leading me out.
He didn't speak a word throughout the ride, just kept holding my hand tightly, as if he let's that go, and I will vanish into thin air. We stopped in front of one of his hotels, and he helped me get down.
He booked a whole room for our dinner! If that doesn't screams rich, I don't what does. He pulled out a chair and made me sit, I muttered a thank you. After order was placed and everything, he finally spoke.
"See Kaira, I have been lost since I found you, in which language should I tell you that you are more important to me than anything, pleasee tell me what's bothering you. We are in this together, I am not letting you go away with the wind." He said holding my hand.
"We met in college first year, second semester. He was all sweet, and polite and a gentleman. That's when I had become friends with Aisha. I was not always this grumpy and cold, or rude, I was infact, very talkative and smiley and bright girl back then." I started to speak and Ishaan scooted his chair closer to mine.
"Prateek Verma, that's right. He proposed to me in third semester and we were a great couple, Aisha started noticing something was off with Prateek, she told me too but I just brushed it off, guess I was living my first love fantasy. He came from a political family. Everyday was purple sky and pink air for me, I was whipped and fallen so badly. One day, he didn't receive any of my phone calls, I panicked and went into his hostel room. You know what I saw there, he was on the bed with another girl, and when he saw me. He immediately left that girl and came to me, I didn't even notice that girl slip out, I was in tears. Prateek went and locked the door form behind, I was gullible at that time, I didn't even knew a technique of self defence."
"He tied me up against his bed, h-he rip-ped off my clothes and took my uncensored pics. I was devasted and afraid, because only Aishu knew that I was going to his room, so even he was to kill me, no one would know except her."
Ishaan was hugging me from side, but nevertheless I continued.
"I was locked in that dark room of his, while he stepped out and came back after many hours. I didn't had the slightest clue to what to do, I just sat their sobbing and praying that Aisha comes fast. When I tried to speak, he would hit me. 6 hours I was like that before Aisha came, a baseball bat in her hand with the security guard. She opened the door with a thud and was shocked to see me like this, she didn't let guard enter and closed the door behind her. People were now banging on the door demanding to open up, but she landed three to five hits on Prateek, released me, and dressed me before letting anyone in. Police complaint was filed against him and he was sentenced to just five years of jail. I was devastated through out my second and third semester, Aisha helped me and when I met Avni, she too was very supportive. My parents didn't support me or understand me at first, but eventually they came to my aid, but that was already too late, the trauma had made it's home in my mind. As a defence mechanism, I started getting rude and cold to everyone, I started pushing everyone further and further away, because I can't simply trust anyone again, or I am afraid the history might repeat itself, because I am one hell of a unlucky creature." I finished and I was trembling.
"I am so so sorry, that you had to go through all this at such young age. How I wish, if I could just hunt that bastard down and rip him into pieces." Ishaan spoked hugging me and rubbing my back again.
"H-He sent me something today morning." I said showing him the pics, which I took as evidence this morning.
"That asshole, now I am sure, that he is going to die a very slow painful death by my hands." Ishaan said, his jaw clenched in anger.
"Don't ever leave Ishaan, I have given someone trust after very long. Please don't break it." I said, looking into his eyes, as rhey softened a little meeting mine.
Heloooo peoplee!! Another chapter up, give lots of love to Kaira and Ishaan and be happy always, I have written this chapter with so much difficulty, only I know how hard my heart wept while writing this.😭🥹😵
Seeyyaaaa, keep smiling, Byeeeee!!❤️
YOU ARE READING
All The Stars (Stars Trilogy#2)
RomanceIn the heart of London, "All The Stars" unfolds the tempestuous love story between Kaira Bharadwaj, a fiercely independent second secretary at the Indian embassy, and Ishaan Malhotra, the charismatic CEO of a renowned planning and event company. The...