Pocket Full of Lies

61- Married?

What should I do? What should I do?

"Where are you going?" Ananya Di hissed, pulling me back as I tried to get out of the bedroom. "You were the one, who said going down was dangerous and now you—"

Shrugging her hand off, I said, "It is still dangerous and the idea is still stupid. I agree, but I can't let him act stupid alone."

Rehaan is going to be the death of me.

"At least he won't die alone this way and leave me in guilt." Giving one last assurance to myself, I took a deep breath and left the house, not before reminding Di to lock the door behind me.

My heart thudded the entire time I was in the lift thinking about what all could go wrong.

"What the fuck was this man thinking?" I screamed internally, before rushing out as soon as the doors opened.

There I found the culprit behind my upcoming heart attack chatting with the watchman.

Rehaan was probably inquiring about the goons smartly, but still...Chatting.

And the watchman-where the hell was he when the goons entered the compound? Was he even there when I came down with Ananya Di? Ah! Seriously. And here we sleep peacefully in our house thinking he is keeping a keen watch over the building.

Rehaan's house, not ours.

"What's wrong with me?" I whisper yelled to myself, shocked by my own self.

'First Rehaan, then the watchman, now me, I think something's wrong with the entire universe.'

Today is an ominous day for sure.

Rehaan's eyes widened as soon as he saw me. He half jogged towards me, leaving the watchman's side.

"Why are you here? I told you to stay home," he whisper-yelled, clutching my elbow.

I shrugged, making up a response in the air. "Weren't you the one who said we were a team?"

"And who was the one who said that there was no way we could work as a team?" He raised his eyebrows, his hand leaving my elbow.

"Touché."

That was my brilliant response.

"Having troubles already," the watchman said, before Rehaan could rebuke me.

We both turned towards him, our eyebrows raised in confusion with his sudden comment.

"Just how many days has it been since you got married that you have already started fighting?" The watchman laughed.

"Ma...married?" I stuttered, my eyes wide with bafflement. Rehaan's expression mirroring mine.

"Just because you didn't invite us, doesn't mean we won't find out," the watchman said, wiggling his eyebrows. "You haven't been going home these days. Your neighbour even confirmed."

If you share a house, you are married. Great logic!

"Yeah, we just had a court marriage. So we couldn't invite anybody," Rehaan said.

My head snapped towards him with a jerk. I blinked several times, not sure if I heard correctly.

What in the world was he speaking about?

"Congratulations!" Watchman uncle congratulated us heartily.

Saying thanks to him, Rehaan clasped my hand and pulled me a little away from the watchman, towards the emergency staircase.

"What the—"

Rehaan palmed my mouth, before whispering, "Sshh, don't shout. He will hear you."

I poked the hand that was over my mouth, hinting him to remove it, before bursting out in anger, albeit in a low voice. "What the fuck were you sprouting there?"