Confession

Chapter 32

Drunk Confession
VINISHA

He was again absent today.

It's been 5 days. He is neither coming to school nor tuition.

Is he upset?

I know I shouldn't have done that. I never meant to hurt him. But he needs to understand that Nishant is also a friend of mine.

That day, I myself asked Nishant to take me to his house so that I can borrow his book. And after Aryan asked to come along, I can't help but deny because Nishant would have felt bad. That first I agreed to ride with him and then with Aryan. That's why I denied.

I know he was jealous and hurt. But am I not even allowed to go with a friend.

I thought he will understand.

The next day, I don't know why but I couldn't approach him or even glance at him. Maybe I was guilty for my behavior.

That day, Nishant offered me a ride but I denied and went home by rickshaw.

I'm feeling bad. Is he really skipping school because of me? Did I hurt him that much?

But still, I can't hurt anyone. How could I have hurt Nishant? He is so good with me.

And I also never meant to hurt Aryan. It was just...... I don't know. It just happened. But I swear I never wanted to hurt him.

Maybe I should have texted him but I'm afraid if he'll answer or not.

It's midnight now. I'm sitting on my bed reading Aryan's letter, the ones he gave me on my birthday. They are so beautiful. Even if I read them everyday it wouldn't be enough. 

While reading his letters I recall our first meeting, our first conversation, him calling my name for the first time, our first bike ride, his confession. And all the other moments that we spent together.

I raise my eyes and glance at my dressing table. The necklace he gifted me on my birthday was still laying there. I really didn't found any occasion to wear it. And I don't think so, there's any occasion coming up in which I can wear it.

I sigh and close my eyes.

My eyes snap open when I hear my mobile ringing. I pick it up and saw Aryan's name flashing.

Why's he calling me at midnight?

However I receive his call and spoke. "Hello!"

"Hiiiiii Viniiiiii!!!!" He spoke on the other side in a dizzy voice.

What the hell! Why's he speaking like that?

"Aa... Aryan?"

"Yess Viniiii!!"

I join my brows in confusion and look here & there. "Are you okay?"

"Yuppp! I'm fine as hell." He grunts.

All I can hear in his background is fading loud music. I can even hear his friends shouting and singing.

Are they in a pub? Wait! Shooks! He is speaking like that because he is drunk.

"Aryan! Are you drunk?" I ask.

He chuckles. "Fuck! Am I caught?"

I remove my phone from my ear and stare straight with a stern face.

He is drunk calling me.

I place my phone near my ear. "Vini... Vini.... where are you? Fuck you left me again. Vini!! I'm sorryyyyy!!!" He is blabbering.