The Royal Rebel

Chapter 3

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ISHITA'S POV:

It's all fake, Ishu. They all leave eventually. Maybe not today, or tomorrow, but they will leave.

"But for me they hurt, Mr. Rajvansh."

"I will never hurt you. I like you, Ishita."

"You liked me in 10 seconds, that's how fast it will fade away too. Don't waste my time. Your one dance is over."

I moved away from him and detached myself from his arms. We were still looking into each other's eyes.

I turned on my heels to leave when I heard him, "This is not me letting you go."

For some reason, I believed him.

Next Morning:

The dreadful morning awakened me to a quiet mansion. This house always makes me uncomfortable. The room, the house, the painting, the pictures, the people. I am a stranger to everything here.

There's nowhere I feel home. There's no person who makes me feel at home. But, I still go on with my day.

I got ready for the office and went downstairs. I saw Bhai feeding Priya fruits while she was crying out loud saying she was craving aloo Paratha. Mother and Father were silently eating breakfast. I noticed mother giving Priya a judgy look.

"No fruits, no Aloo Paratha. Now stop acting like a child and throwing tantrums." Bhai said in an authoritative tone.

Priya turned towards me throwing a pleading gaze and puppy eyes, "Good morning, Ishu." Bhai said and everyone's gaze averted towards me. "Don't look at her she won't save you." Bhai said to Priya.

"What is this disturbance in the morning? If the mother is only this irritating then imagine the child. This is why people should be brought up with manners." Mother said eyeing Priya and I could feel rising anger in me.

"You weren't even around to see me growing up, I turned out fine especially with parents like you."
I retorted.

"How dare you?!!" My mother shouted to me.

"Now, who is being a disturbance?" I gave them a stinky eye look.

"You. You have always been a nuisance in our lives. Never obedient. Always rebelling against us." Ouch! It shouldn't sting after hearing this for these many years.

"Happy to know we have at least one similarity, being a nuisance." I scoffed and continued in a dangerous tone bending towards her, "If I ever see you saying anything to Priya again, I won't even consider the fact you are my mom. You know what I am capable of." She was visibly sweating. Of course she should be scared of me. I am The Ishita Singh Chauhan.

My father was there eating his breakfast without paying attention to what was happening. That was what he was good at. Not paying attention.