tormenting temptation

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I know I said goodbye,
And you said it too,
But when I touch her
I feel like I'm cheating on you.

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Ahvisha's Pov

Two days, two days passed by after that incident.
I don't know how I ended up in my room after I fainted.

I didn't feel ill as well, I told you, my body has stopped reacting to its surroundings. If I didn't feel the cold then why was I shivering?

Why me?
God fucked me will making me.
For sure.

Three days, I have been living with him. Yesterday night he bought a girl home claiming her as his girlfriend. I didn't see her I don't know who she is.

Did he move on?

Really.

Mere se mann bhar gaya tha?

Mujhe koi sahara dene wala bhi nahi hai.
No one will give me their shoulder to cry on.

Should I try dating?
Sounds like a great idea.

If he can move on then why not me.

But have I really moved on?

Or am I just pretending to move on?

I was sitting inside my room, my knees clutched on my chest and my head rested on my knees.

I chuckle left my mouth, as I realise how lonely I am.

Should I try socialising? Should I date and make friends? Yes. I should.

I layed on the bed and took my phone from the side table.

I downloaded Instagram.

Waiting for it to be downloaded, I looked at the white ceiling, Staring at it, I thought,

I can't stay like this. If I want to attract people around me then I need to be happy, no matter if I have to pretend it.

One thing I have realised in these 21 years of my existence is, everyone is sad, no one is happy but they think the people around them are happy when they are not and those depressed people will go to a happy person.

I understand this but I can't form words out of it.

I picked up my phone and saw its screen after unlocking it.

Instagram had been downloaded.

I opened the app and signed in.

After completing the sign up process, I followed a few artists and influencers.

Should I try being an influencer?
Yes. It sounds like a great idea but can I do this?

"If you try, everything is possible!" His words made its way inside my ears as I recalled what he had said earlier.

I should give it a try.

But not now. I am lazy.

I went outside the room in search of finding something which would take me out of this boredom.

I walked around the living room as I plopped myself on the sofa and I heard a voice, "Hey!" It was a quite similar voice, I looked back and saw her..

Standing there.

What is she doing here?

"Ahvisha liste-," before she could continue anything I looked at her, with rage in my eyes.

"What?" I yelled l.

"Can we talk?" She asked. I chuckled and said, "Talk? There's nothing to talk about, Aashana Wason."

Aashana Wason, A name I hate from my core.
Aashana Wason, A person I hate with everything I have.

I begged her to stop, I begged her, I told her, never bring my past in an argument, but she did, she humiliated me, She told me to fucking die.
She told me she didn't mean it. I know she didn't mean it but that's what she said, and now? I can't erase what she did.

Yasharth was right when he said, "These girls think sorry is a magical eraser!" No, your sorry won't fix anything. Nothing.

The way her words revolved around my brain when she was busy with her new friend or best friend to be precise.

I was left there fucking alone. All alone.

I needed her at that time. I wanted her, I wanted to tell her how my parents used to abuse me,I had decided to tell everything to her but sh-e? The day I told her how I feel about her always neglecting me, was the day I lost her.

I never knew telling someone how they treat me will lead to me becoming a numb person.

It wasn't the first time or the only thing I had to go through. There's more. There's more to the story, which no one will understand.

Her breaking our friendship made me numb, because that was the last thing I could take. Even though she was my senior, I loved her with everything.

Usko ghar banaya tha maine.
Iss rooh ko jo kal tak sukoon deta tha aaj isse rooh ko uski ek yaad se ghin aati hai.
Dost? I loved her like she was my sister.

A sister I craved for.

"Ahvisha please!" She pleaded but talking to her was the last thing I wanted.

"Aasha-,"

"What are you doing here Aashana?" Before I could complete what I wanted to say, he interrupted me.

"Come to my room right now!" He declared.

"Aashana go back to your house!" He added

Wait. Did he call me to his room? I look at Aashana as she nodded and left from there.

"Yes Miss. Oberoi, I called you in my room, and if you won't, then. I know you know me more than yourself!"

"I-I am coming!" I stuttered. After what he did that night, I can't forgive him. Should I ask him why he did that? Should I?

I guess, I should and not drown myself in those thoughts.

He had already left towards his room and so did I. I went towards his room.

I knocked on the door, hearing a 'come in' in the reply, I went inside.

I looked around, his room is still the same.
Those grey walls and a white ceiling. It's insane that how in these 2 years, nothing changed. Nothing.

His room had nothing extra, only things which will be used.

"Why did you do that?" I asked after being done from staring at his room.

"I wanted you to cry, cry Ahvisha, kab tak sab kuch andar rakhogi? Kabhi to roo liya karo!" He said, making me widen my eyes. What did he just say? He wanted me to cry?

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Before you all tell me it's a short chapter. Then yes it is, Because the next chapter is of Yasharth's Pov.

This chapter is short, so no target.