Tanishq's pov
"Amor , can we talk"
"Come in" i hear her soft and melodious voice
The door knob turns and the door ajars and I see my amor sitting on her bed in her pajamas with her laptop in her lap . She looks so cute and relaxed right now but i notice the bruise on her cheek it's clearly visible. Did i do that too ?? But I never slapped her right . If i do i would gladly give her a gun to end me that second. I was so angry that i bruised her arm . She is still wearing a full sleeves shirt so i don't know if she is taking care of it by applying ointment or not . I can't even describe my guilt because she didn't deserve that bruise . She hugged him and i bruised her . She hugged him but i should still be guilty for hurting her.
"What do you want " she questions me before i could say anything.
"I want to talk , baby"
"Do not call me baby tanishq " she says coldly, oh shit she's angry.
"Amor, i am here-------to----------"
"What are you here for , to waste my time if yes then please go away anyways I don't have any interest in talking to you " she says interrupting me in between.
She is the first person I will apologise to that too with these many tantrums but well i kind of deserve it.
"Amor , please" i beg . I have never begged someone in my entire life but here i am begging her to just talk to me .
"Leave" I don't move I just stand there staring at her with the bouquet in my hands which i brought to apologise.
"I said leave. Now!" She shouts clearly pissed of by me .
"Amor , I'm sorry . Please don't tell me to leave" i beg my voice full of fear that she'll kick me out .
"Out NOW!! " she shouts.
I don't move from my place keeping my ground. Then something comes and hits my head I am startled by the sudden hit but I keep my composure. Then I see her slipper lying beside .
What the fuck , she threw her slipper at me?!?
"I do not like to repeat myself Tanishq, if you don't leave now trust me I'll leave" she says
"Ok baby , I'll leave " I say keeping my calm but i don't feel any anger . If my competitors saw that i got hit by a slipper by a 5'2 girl they would laugh so hard . Saying that this can't be true . Where as i just want her forgiveness.
I leave from her room but I stand infront of her room like a bodyguard. Maybe she'll forgive me if she sees me whenever she comes out.
3 hours later---
"What are you doing here?" Asks Aarav while looking at me up and down
"Trying to apologise to your sister" i reply coldly.
"Wait she put you also in time out?" He says laughing
"What timeout?" I ask curiously
"Ohh , whenever she is angry or i do something that hurts and she doesn't want to talk to me , she puts me in timeout. Once I slapped her without her mistake and well I was in timeout for 2 hours "
Flashback
(author - I have no idea why am doing this flashback. Maybe to justify when Amaira will put tanishq in timeout in the future XD)
Aarav 's pov
"Amaira, did you bully that girl?" I ask her glaring
"No-- , Bhaiya listen to me please " she pleads with tears in her eyes
But I am too angry to listen to her pleadings, she bullied the daughter of the principal. I had to beg her to save her from any consequences.
Slap
I slap her right across the face .
"When did you learn to lie?" I shout
She doesn't reply , looking down and biting her lower lip.
"Answer me?!"
"B-b-bhaiya, I-I am-m not lying "
Slap
"Is this how I raised you? " "Lying to my face " "I saw the footage Amaira"
"Stop lying!!"
"Bhaiya I didn't " I can't control my anger anymore and I don't want to burst on her
"Just go to your room , stand in your balcony holding your ears . And dare to move until I tell you or u will see a side of me u wish u never saw"
She nodded and started going to her room
"I need words , Amaira "
"Ok Bhaiya" she utters
Time skip (1 hour)
My phone is ringing and it's the principal, I hope she hasn't changed her decision of keeping Amaira in the school .
P- Principal , A-Aarav
P- Hello sir , it's Mrs Sharma
A-Good evening Mrs. Sharma , is there any problem?
P- I called you regarding the incident in school today
A- i am really sorry on Amaira's behalf, she will apologise to your daughter tomorrow itself
P- sir , my daughter should apologise to your daughter
A- what are you saying? Amaira bullied her
P- Sir , actually that video was fake I just found out and immediately called you . It was just a friend of my daughter and she wore a similar looking wig and is about the same height . So when she said it was Amaira. I believed her . I am really sorry on behalf of her .
A- it's fine Mrs Sharma. I need to go
P- ok sir , bye.
I hanged up
wtf did i do ?! She pleaded me to believe her and I slapped her for the first time in my life . That too so hard , her entire face was red . I am already guilty enough.
Wait she is still standing in the balcony and it has started raining.
I rush to her room to see her shivering in the balcony still standing and holding her ears.
"Amaira, baby" I say as i rush to her and hug her
She doesn't hug me back she just stands there staring at me . I look at her petite figure, swollen eyes, and trembling hands.
The guilt rushes to me immediately. I take her inside and ask her to change her wet clothes. After doing so she comes out and i dry her hair with the towel. I look at her and she hasn't even said a word to me every since . The first time I raised my hand on her that too for a thing she didn't even do .
"Amaira, go sleep " I tell her she looks at her and just lies down , maybe she is just angry she'll talk to me later in the morning.
Okkkk flashback enddsss
I am sorry guyss but I got through a huge writers block and I'll try to upload frequently now.
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