BREAKING FREE (pragya's story) (ON HOLD)

Chapter 28

ARORA GUEST HOUSE

It had been a rough couple of days for the Mehra's, all of them were exhausted, frustrated and embarrassed by the entire situation with the Aroras. The house was quiet, nobody in the living room chatting and laughing like they usually did. Everyone cooped up in their rooms and only ever stepping out when it was time to eat.

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Alia's Room

Pacing back and forth angrily was Alia, while Tanu sat on the bed watching her. They were both furious and burning with the urge for revenge. Humiliated and insulted by the manner in which they had been treated by "those middle class people ". The most angry was Alia, because according to her, they not only insulted her, but also took "her" Purab away her and turned him against her brother, his best friend Abhi.

Tanu was also angry, but she secretly felt a sense of satisfaction from watching the mighty Mehra's be humbled. Seeing Abhi get blatantly rejected by Pragya was the icing on the cake. Make no mistake about it, she still did not like Pragya, but seeing her hurt Abhi and crush his giant ego brought a small ray of joy to her.

Alia : how dare they?  Those bloody-

Tanu : Shhhh, ah? What's wrong with you? what if they hear us?

She said with a paranoid fear in her voice as she looked around as though someone would be listening. This frustrated Alia and she shouted.

Alia : oh shut up you moron! And so what if they hear me huh? Have you forgotten who Alia Mehra is??? Those bloody beggars cannot scare me! Never!

She roared angrily, startling Tanu.

Alia's chest heaved with anger, she walked to the dressing table and threw everything off it to the ground.

Alia : look! Look at my beautiful face! Look what those fucking bitches did to it!

She said as she looked at her reflection in the mirror, touching her face that still had blue dye residue on it.

Tanu : I know damnit! Atleast it's only your face....look at my body!

She said while crying.

Tanu : we have to do something Alia.......we won't survive this two weeks here at this rate. They're making us cook and work like slaves in this house, see all the servants they have in that mansion and they couldn't even let us have one. My hands are blistered from doing those bloody dishes everyday.

She lamented

Alia : Will you shut up already!! That's all you know how to do, cry and spend my brothers money! You can't even think for yourself.

She retorted, irritated by Tanu's whining. Hearing the anger in her tone, Tanu piped down, understanding that Alia was in no frame of mind to be argued with.

Alia : Now for those bloody Arora's, They've forgotten who Alia Mehra is. Especially that  four eyed bitch Pragya, she thinks just because she managed to rope some rich idiot she is now my equal.

She let out a sarcastic laugh

Alia : just you wait.....soon, I will put you back in your rightful middle class place, bloody beggar.

She declared, with a look of pure hatred In her eyes as she smirked evily.

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Abhi's Room

While his wife and sister were plotting and scheming in the other room. Here Abhi was in a very different mood than them. As he lay in his bed, staring at the ceiling with a blank expression on his face, he seemed as though he'd been transported to a different galaxy all together. Bags under his eyes from lack of sleep, and blisters om his knuckles from everytime he punched the wall In anger. Now he was completely drained, beat, and exhausted....he had nothing left in him, no fight. All that had happened was just too much for him, too many blows for one man to take at once.