My Dearest Rival

28.Shivansh

There is only one room in my hoom for a reason. I freaking love my privacy.

It's another thing that I don't give privacy to my friends but that's okay.

I need some quality for me where i can do whatever the fuck i want. I don't need anyone to know about my quality time.

I watch cartoons in my quality times.

My half life was already fucked and now it is fully fucked. Those stupid paparazzi and media person are already talking about me and my marriage. They are debates going on my behalf. My whole social media is full of my marriage.

People are making their own theories. Some of the biggest news page on Instagram are running news that i am asshole in my marriage. They even said that I can't satisfy sangquake.

What the fuck?

My dm is full of people whom I don't even i know. Some one of them are suggesting me to take medicine to satisfy sangquake.

Like seriously?

I am sure these people are going to hell, I'll watch them being fried with popcorn in my hand.

And as always my PR team fucked up again. I really need to check on them because this is getting out of control now. It need to stop. I need to find out the person who is spreading these news.

"Remove your filthy clothes from the closet" i hear my nemesis's voice. I turned around and find her standing in my room with rabbit face.

There is huge bag which i am sure is full of clothes. Why the fuck she take all of her cloth here. I don't have space for her clothes.

She look like she is about to vomit.
For the sake of God, my room is more cleaner than her face. Can she stop making that face.

I am already hating the fact that we are going to share room again. This sharing room is happening to me again and again. Universe is playing its game with me. I have created mehram in yuvi's and agastya's life that's why it's happening to me.

"I am not removing my expensive clothes" i counter back.

"Very well, I'll throw or burn them" she said uninterested.

She is behaving as if she owns the place. It is my room for fuck sake.

She put the giant bag on my bed and then took few steps towards closet.

Oh no!

I thought she was just kidding but here she is really removing my expensive clothes.

Okay fine, my clothes may not be expensive but I don't want to throw them.

Before she could have opened my closet, i stood in front of her. My back touched the closest.

"What are you doing?" She ask.

"You can't just throw my clothes. It's my closest"

"I don't care. It was your idea to live to together and here i am so step aside or I'll do that for you" she said.

Attitude huh?

Now even if the God comes to earth I won't step aside and let her touch her my fucking closet.

"Over my dead body" i said in the same tone.

"Ok then be ready to be dead" she says.

This woman!

"Step aside" she commanded. I just stare at her without any expressions on my face.
She gritted her teeth.

"Don't tempt me" she said.