19 . THE GAME BEGINS

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.・✫・゜・。.

Riyansh wakes up from a restful sleep only to find himself alone sleeping in the guest room with the curtains pulled off and a dim light glowing above and the duvet pulled over him. On tracing down his eyes on his body , he notices he's wearing decent clothes.

He tries to reconcile his memory

Last night's incident suddenly strikes him and he feels a course of adrenaline rushing through his veins. Scratching the back of his nape he looks around to find the room completely empty.

She's gone, oh god, I'm saved.

After freshening himself he soaks his wet hair with a towel and finds a strong smell of perfume all around the room.

It's her smell.

Suddenly he gets cut off when he receives a call from his father.

"Bloody rascal, where in the whole college have you been all night? Come home fast, your mother's worried "

His father shouts at him at the top of his voice commanding him to head home as fast as possible.

He buttons up his shirt and wears his shoes and takes out a cigarette from his mouth to smoke only to be stopped remembering Pihu's words.

"ITNA BEEDI MAT FUKIYE, I hate smokers "

Off course he didn't want to be in her hatred list, so he drops the cigarette pack on the floor heading outside.

As Riyansh walks out of the corridor wearing his unbuttoned shirt , he finds himself dizzy due to the reaction of the alchohol he drank last night.

His head had been spinning since long, but as always he had been ignorant about it because of being busy thinking from someone.

He smiles widely as he pulls out a earring from his pocket and remembers her. Once again his phone rings and he gets into the car fiercely starting the drive.

✧・゚: *✧・゚:*

Riyansh pov :

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Riyansh pov :

Focus Riyansh, she isn't the only one for you. Don't feel weak seeing her, don't show her sympathy. You're not build for it. You're meant to break people's hearts.

Don't, don't fall for her.

Why is it that the more I'm trying to hurt her,the more I'm falling for her.

Why am I being bothered by her presence?

While his mind was clouded with such thoughts , he starts driving insanely thinking of a plan to hurt Pihu.

Little did he know, that a storm was awaiting both of them. A storm that would ruin their lives and also make them realise their mistake.

He took a long breath before smirking widely and caressing his phone's wallpaper and turning the steering in the opposite direction muttering

𝐀 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐎𝐟 𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 ( On Hold ) Where stories live. Discover now