Chapter - 8
"Rakshit he is my father." I said with my eyes full of anger.
"So you both aren't on good terms or something?? " Rakshit said.
"No we aren't" All the memories and trauma from past flooded in my mind. My jaws and fists were clenched.
"6 years ago" but before I continue further he stopped me and said "Its fine if you don't want to discuss it. We'll talk about if whenever you are comfortable."
"No its fine. 6 years ago I left my house and after that he never contacted me again neither he tried to find me. I was hated by my own family. I don't know why but I was hated by my own parents. They never gave me the childhood I deserved. My father was a drunkard and my mother was his worshipper. She would do anything that my father says. My whole childhood they never ever appreciated me. Not even once. All they did was to torture me and make me feel guilty every time for the mistakes I never committed. I don't know where I went wrong that they hated this girl so much. I have always been a burden to them. Its not as if I do give a shit about them now, but I want to know what sin I committed that I was tortured in such a young age ."
Rakshit passed me a bottle of water and I chugged the whole bottle in one go.
"Can we just go and grab some food first and then talk about this???" I asked
"Yeah OfCourse" Rakshit said
I was feeling pretty hot in the car and upon that I was feeling hot enough due to all this. Infact I was fuming with fire. I quickly increased the temperature of car and felt satisfied.
"Woahh... Calm down I don't wanna become an ice cream before we get a real ice cream after dinner." Rakshit said . He knew how much I love ice creams.
"I am feeling hot" I said
"But if you keep the temperature this high, I am not sure if we can reach to restaurant. I might get froze." He said
"Fine just decrease the temperature." I said.
The aroma of different kinds of food hit my nostrils as we entered the restaurant which was the reason why my mouth started watering soon. ( I have always been a foodie.). We went towards our table and met one friend of Rakshit who didn't said much. We quickly placed order and its arrival was sooner than expected.
I took a bite of spicy noodles that I have been craving for. I slowly chewed them savoring the taste of each and every spice used in it.
Dinner was over and now I and Rakshit were driving for some ice-cream.
He parked the car and then we went near the shop.
"What flavor do you want?" Rakshit asked.
"5 scoops of Dark Chocolate flavor" I said with a smirk on my face.
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