Toxic Trap

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Kakun's pov

"Dhurv, hey...I need a help"

I don't know anyone from this city. So I called Dhruv.

"Kakun, actually I'm out of the town for a few days... What's the matter?"

I closed my eyes hopelessly.

"It's okay..I can manage"

I disconnected the call. After that he called me twice but I didn't pick up.

Dhruv is related to Rishika. I won't take someone's help who is in anyway related to him.

I went to meet the landlord. I requested to give us at least a month but he didn't listen. After requesting so much he agrees for two days.

Next day i went to college. I'm not concentrating in my class. I'm not listening any part of the lecture. I'm really tensed.

"You are not concentrating"

I lifted up my eyes and find Nil sir staring at me with a cold face.

"I'm sorry Sir.."

I focused on my notebook. He continued his lecture. I looked at him. For a second the idea of taking his help crossed my mind but I immediately dismissed the idea.

I have made my mind to lead my life with dignity. I really want to wipe out this mud from my life.

I came out of my classroom. I have to borrow some books from the library. I write down the names and give to the librarian.

"Sorry Kakun you can't access the library"

"Why?"

"Your library bills are pending"

"How much"

"900"

I walked out of the library. I went to the atm. I punched my card in the machine.

Transaction failed!

I immediately called the bank. I still have 10k left in this account.

"Why can't I access my card?"

"Sorry mam it's locked..Niladri Khanna has locked his bank account..."

Tears gathered into my eyes.

This is his account. I don't have any bank account. That's why he let me use this account of his. He used to transfer money into this account. I was the nominee of this account.

I cried silently while standing in a corner. I never felt the monetary crisis before because he took care of everything.

I looked at the Rolex watch. I will sell this watch. I walked to a shop instantly. I sold my watch. It was my favourite. He gave it to me on my last year birthday.

After taking the money i came back. I paid the Library and Laboratory bills.

Suddenly I got a call from an unknown number.

"Am I speaking to Kakun Tripathi?"

"Ye..Yes.."

"Have you applied for the post of data analyst?"

My eyes widened.

"Yes mam...I did..."

"Interview is tomorrow by 10..bring your CV and the necessary details related to your academics"

"Sure mam.."

I smiled broadly. This could be a great opportunity. I have to work under some Principal Investigator for their project. They will pay me 20k per month. I will also get an experience certificate.

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