My Beloved

Chapter Twelve

~KAIRA~

My head was hurting like hell. I didn't even drink that much yesterday. Yesterday? Or is it tonight? Where am I? Why is it so dark here? Did everyone leave thinking that I had already left, like last time? Why am I unable to hear anyone? Again, why is it so dark?

(You need to open your eyes first, you dumbass!)

And I opened my eyes only to close them within seconds because of the sunlight. Where was I? I started feeling my surroundings with my hands. This felt like my bed; I even saw the dreamcatcher that was hung by the window in those few seconds I opened my eyes for. How did I get here? Wasn't I dancing with Mia yesterday after getting a little tipsy? She must have brought me here then. After establishing that in my mind, I again opened my eyes, this time slowly. Yup, it's my room.

(We know that already, idiot.) (See if someone else is there or not.)

I ignored her, as my head was hurting really bad. I swear I'm not going to touch alcohol for a good majority of years now.

(You say this every time you have a bad hangover and then the next thing you do within weeks is pass out after drinking!)

"Shut uppppp!" I exclaimed, holding my head.

"Kaira?" a deep voice called, startling me from the bedroom entrance.

Even though I knew it was a male voice, I didn't expect it to be him. Why was he here?

"Why are you here?" I asked him with a very confused face.

"You were really tired last night, so I came to drop you off and thought of staying over to see your condition." Kairav said.

The first thing that came to mind after listening to his answer was, Where did he sleep? I looked around me towards the bed; from its condition, it seemed like only I slept here. But he said he stayed over, right?

I was so lost in my head that his voice startled me again: "I slept on the living room sofa, darling." Kairav said it with amusement twinkling in his eyes.

"But that's not at all comfortable; it would mess up your back pretty bad."

"I know that now," he said, softly chuckling, while coming to sit on the bed. "How's your head?"

"Not good"

"Can you figure that out from your face?" he laughed while handing me an Advil and a glass of water, which I hadn't noticed before.

(How will you know when you have his other things to look at?) Eww, nooo!

"Kaira? You okay?" He asked, taking the glass of water from my hand.

Kalu came in and jumped on the bed. I thought he'd bark at Kairav for sitting on my bed and so close to me, but he licked my hand twice and then went to sit beside Kairav. That left me shell-shocked.

"How is he so okay around you when he doesn't even let Yaksh inside the apartment?" I asked Kairav, "He's really opposed to the idea of me getting any male friends over or even talking about them, and here he is sitting beside you as if he's your doggo."

Kairav rubbed his neck and gave out a light chuckle. "I'm an animal person; I love dogs especially; he must have sensed it, maybe? Also, he knows me now from meeting in the park every Sunday; that could be one of the reasons why he is so comfortable around me."

I was still sceptical about it, but I decided to let it be. "You up for coffee? I asked.

"Are you sure about consuming coffee in this condition? Maybe we should go with apple juice for now." He said it with a tone of amusement.

"Okay," I said, pouting.

We went to the kitchen, and my brain was still processing everything slowly. Kairav went into the kitchen to pour apple juice into two glasses. While he was doing that, I tried to remember what exactly went down last night. I remember Mia and me dancing. Then what happened? I think some douchebag approached me for a dance, and Malik threw him out. Then? I danced with Kairav. I looked up at him, pouring the juice. All the things he said while I was in his arms came rushing back. What the...

"Here." He said this, handing me my glass of juice.

I took the glass and started sipping on it. I then tried to remember more; I passed out in the middle of the dance, I guess. He must have carried me home. I remember feeling really comfortable and safe in a familiar embrace. Just like the day I met Kairav. Just like when I was in Kalil's embrace that night. Why? Why do I tend to remember him when he has forgotten me? This thought made me nauseous. I ran to the bathroom. Kairav was on my trail.

"Are you okay, darling?" he asked, holding my hair for me.

I nodded my head in return. When I felt a little better, I asked him to give me a minute to wash up. He, along with Kalu, who was by the door, left. After cleaning everything while washing my face, my mind flashed back to last night.

We were in my room, and a voice that I had never heard before was having a conversation with Kairav. He said something like, "I'm her guard dog, remember! Appointed by you." What was that about?

I opened the door and went out in the living room to ask Kairav about it, but what I saw jarred me to my core.