Pocket Full of Lies

49- New Identity

Not the suspicious look again!

"Seriously? Again?" I asked, looking at him with irritation.

"I didn't say anything." He shrugged, averting his eyes while doing so.

"Your face did all the telling," I deadpanned. "Can't believe you are back to suspecting me." I huffed.

"Not my fault. You looked so scary."

I raised my eyebrows at his words. Pointing a finger to my chest, I asked, "Me?"

"Who else?" He asked sarcastically.

"I guess, you can say it would be me." I nodded in agreement, "after all, you don't remember your past self." I smiled at him sarcastically while he scoffed at my brilliant punch.

"Anyways, how did you get hurt in the first place?" I asked curiously.

Did thorns grow from his pillow? How can someone get hurt while sleeping?

"Ah, that!" He muttered, running his hands through his hair, while looking here and there.

"Yeah...that."

"I was just being an idiot," he said nervously.

"That you are, but what did you do to end up like this? It's not that easy to pull out the stitches." I looked at him sternly, not giving him any leeway to get out of the question.

He opened and closed his mouth, not a single word coming out of his mouth. I was about to probe him again, but suddenly the doorbell rang, making us jump.

"Hide," Rehaan whispered to me urgently, his eyes wide with panic.

"Don't be scared. It must be the doctor," I informed him.

"You called the doctor here." It wasn't a question but a statement, a statement filled with fury.

I gulped nervously looking at his face. It was now his chance to act stern.

"Even after clearly stating that we aren't going to let anyone in?"

I bit my lips nervously, but then puffed out some air, gathering all the courage I could to fight it out.

"It's not my fault that you hurt yourself again. The way the blood was gushing out, I had no choice but to call the doctor," I said defensively.

"You did bandage me with the help of the video call." He reminded me while still glaring at me.

"I can only bandage. What if something has gone wrong inside? What if it turns out to be deadly? We need to check it out. Or do you prefer to die out of your stupidity first rather than dying because of the culprit? Is that your plan? Huh? Huh?"

I got on his face angrily, before huffing and moving to open the door, leaving him there stunned.

★★★★★

"An...Ananya Di?"

"Oh my gosh! Are you okay?" She asked worriedly, looking all over me to see if I was fine.

"I...am, but why are you here?" I asked her, while nervously glancing behind to see if Rehaan hadn't come near.

I will be dead if he sees her here.

"I was so worried. Those thugs destroyed everything yesterday and today you weren't picking up my calls. Do you know how many bad thoughts ran through my mind?"

"About that...," I trailed off, scratching my forehead sheepishly.

"I thought something happened to you," she said, her chest still heaving.