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AHANA PATEL
Why the fuck did I agree to Tara for the party on my 27th birthday? You were having a mental break down and wanted a change to answer my current question. How wonderful right? Utter bullshit I did, and please can I go back in time and stop myself from this mess up I made. There is a tattoo below my left breast and a ton of hickeys covering my body. I did hook up with someone and no one stopped me from doing that. Tara...where was she when I was busy fucking a dude?
What have I done and what the fuck will I tell my brother or my parents?
Their darling daughter had sex with a stranger and might be having HIV inside her body or what?
I showered almost two hours to remove that touch from my body and checked the ink marked lying there. Damn, who chose this for me because it fucking looks ugly. Eggplant is inked to my left breast, and I hate to say this but I kind of like it now-only for now. My phone all down and car keys lost where? Did she steal my car instead of hers? I plugged the phone in and switched on to see millions of miss calls.
Ayush (6 miss calls)
Tara (3 miss calls)
Ma (1 miss call)
John-ass (7 miss calls)
Ma called me last night. Shit now what the heck am I supposed to explain to her and even Ayush called me few times...Ahana be ready to face some advice and scolds. Not only them but John called me seven times for what? Have his daily dose of my vagina what else because all he wants me is for sex. Next second the phone started singing 'Baby Doll' meaning someone is calling me. I peeked to see John-ass caller ID and ignored it.
I wore a simple tee and random pants from my closet and rushed to living looking for my wallet which I misplaced. Gotch, hiding under the pillows. I unplugged the phone and booked a taxi to Tara's house to slap her few times. Traffic was slowed like snail, and I handed extra money and left the taxi by few meters away itself. I can't wait any longer to sip coffee or else I will faint right here. The same old cafe there and I opened the door and heard the bell ring and staff look at me.
"Double shot espresso please and payment cash." He nodded and my coffee was given to me in few seconds, and I called Tara mean time for an essay she has to explain. Was I drugged last night because I can't think of one thing happened? Did someone drug me or what. The call beeped and then the dial went to voicemail...fucking bitch.
Before I rush back to tracks another call rang and it was John again and this time, I picked the call to hear him sniff or cry from other side. "Ana, can we talk?" One month since I broke up with him and he is asking now for a sorry chat? "You may talk now...on phone." He sighed and the call went beep meaning he hung the call. I threw the cup to trash and saw a white car parked there.
John is here and no wonder he wanted me to talk now. I called him but he came out of nowhere and hugged me. I tried to push back but it got tighter making me hard to breath and I pinched his arm to move from the hug and his red eyes made me feel like he used drugs. "Please dear...can't a man get a second chance?"
Second chance? I gave him too many and the reason I broke up is not cheating but the ego he had when it comes to money. John worked above me, and we met at office, and I worked under his vision few years till he saw, and we started dating. I liked how he saw me at first but later like a few months I got a mail about new job at UK and even detailed that I passed their interviews, but John wasn't happy. Yes, I am going there to work more higher position than his. That answers why I broke up with this shit. Ego, cunning and jealous he was with my happiness.
"My answer is a fucking no." I hissed and turned my heel to leave but he caught my wrist and pulled me back making me hit my head to his chest. I don't feel those heart skips now or even before when he dated me. "Stop this-" I elbowed to his face, and he fell back giving me a chance to escape and I did.
I got inside a taxi and went straight away to Tara's house or else this ass would stick to my ass. The car stopped and I paid him then ran inside to see her watching 'Splits Villa' and sipping coke. "Tara?" I said making her pause the show and turn to me with a smirk. Fuck her. "Where were you last night?" I wanted to snap her neck, but she started laughing as she heard me yell.
"Chill, I was out with Luke while you were busy fucking a guy...English man to be clear." I threw a pillow to her face, and she did the same back and then pulled her phone out and showed me a photo. The same green dress I wore last night but it's hanging down to my hips and my breasts showing clear on the picture...with that English man's face buried into my chest.
FUCK.
"TARA!" I choked her and she was still giggling, and I pulled back or else I would end up in jail. "I uploaded it in 'One Shot.com' and even earned few bills." Porn money is just like black money for me, and I wanted to take a gun and put the bullet inside her head and see her covered in pool of blood. "You gained good followers and almost 7k views babes." I groaned feeling a pity inside me and ignored it and sat down to the couch.
"John-" She stopped smiling and turned her face to me with that glare. "Again? He is man whore and Patel listen leave that sucker and look for someone better like this English man." I rolled my eyes for saying English man and I have more kink towards Desi boys than those asses but then why did I date John Allen? That time I was wondered by silly mistakes and that was one.
"Luke around?" She nodded saying no and they're seeing for months and such fussy couples I would say but still he can hold her temper. "So, your bro called me saying your phone is off." I groaned hearing his call and ringed him next second. I can't ignore that one though. "Ayush...I was dozed out and phone out-" "Need you home by evening." The call went beep and I was in urge to throw the phone at the mirror in front of me but didn't. They both cost a good amount and I am not rich. Call me half broke who either jumps to rich side and ends up broke in one day.
"Had breakfast?" I yelled no and joined her to living room and saw her open the fridge and take the leftover curry rice she made last afternoon. I took most share and ate in peace till someone ringed me and making her choke hearing the song, acts like she never heard that song before.
Ma...is the one calling me.
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Chapter one
word count [1387]
I planned to change the whole story from here so bear with me for slow editing's and all those headache jobs I am about to do.
Next chapter would confuse you because nothing is same to chapter one because I am changing the story line...I hate the first one and maybe this is better...I guess.
Don't get confused and editing will be happening once in a week or anytime I am free still then please don't read this story or else you will end up getting confused but if you want to read the old version then please but chapter one is changed so from two you can read and even have mind set on older one.
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Romance[begin rewritten] Ahana Patel, 27-years stubborn ass and won't even listen to herself after a level. She had a cute family which made her feel low as daughter and also a loving brother who always needs her hand. Right now, single because he was angr...
