Suramya

Chapter 2- Train ride.

Have you ever had that feeling where you realise you messed up everything and regret every choice you've ever made that led up to that incident? Because was surely going through it right now. Oh, how she wishes she would've gotten off the train just a minute earlier, or had kept an eye on everyone around her so she wouldn't run into someone, or at least had enough decency to mind her own business.

But it was all bygones.

And now she was heading off to Assam.

"What?!" Evara and Samukta exclaimed in unison with a similar look of horror on their face.

"You made me board the wrong train!" Samukta accused.

"Ugh! I'm sorry! I got my left and right confused and took the wrong train." She whined and let out a frustrated breath.

This could not get any worse.

"You idiot!" Samukta said irritatedly and plopped himself down on the nearest seat.

Evara scoffed. "At least be grateful that you weren't picked up by those asses again. Right now, you probably would've been in a sack."

"Well, that would've been better than me being on the other side of the country!" He was heavily frustrated now. This woman was getting on his nerves and he was getting on hers.

Evara felt that familiar taste of guilt, as she looked at the man in front of her with his head in his hands. She was only helping him, and she couldn't do that too.

God, why was she such a troubleseeker?

The guilt made her quiet down, and Samukta picked his head up to look at her, wondering about all the silence.

He watched as she sighed and took a seat in front of him, and rested her back against the seat.

"I'm sorry." She finally spoke.

"Yeah, you should be."

"At least forgive without being an ass." She couldn't help but roll her eyes at his predictable words.

"But I'm serious."

"Forget it," she said, with a shake of her head.

He hesitated for a second before saying, "Well, thanks, I guess. You still helped me not get kidnapped even though now it's you technically kidnapping me-"

"Excuse me- I am not doing this willingly!"

"Yeah, whatever-"

And then they bickered on for a few minutes until a family walked into the compartment. The family consisted of four members. There was a middle-aged woman who looked very pretty in her blue saree, along with a middle-aged man who clearly looked like her husband, followed by two young kids, who assumedly were their kids.

The couple takes a seat beside Evara, while the kids sit next to Samukta.

Now, one thing Samukta hates is a couple of annoying kids who like to do nothing more than cry their voice boxes out and make every being on a train/plane wanna jump out of the transport.

He'd much rather appreciate privacy which, clearly, was out of the box.

Samukta shifted to the corner of his seat, rather uncomfortably and Evara did not miss the sight of it. With the look on his face, it wasn't hard for her to decipher his dislike towards his compartment buddies.

Samukta looked at her, and she raised an eyebrow at him. All she received as a response was a deadly glare.

"And then her mother-in-law pushed her off of the building." The woman finished with a disappointed shake of her head.