THE TRUTH BEHIND MY EYES

MURDER

"How can you be so irresponsible?"
I can hear myself shouting at that boy.
Stupid fuck.
"I need that dress for tonight. Now what am I going to do?"
"Mam ,we are extremely sorry for our mistake but we will send you another dress similar to the dress you had ordered."
"I had paid for that earlier dress already."
"We will send the refund. Please Ms.Harper trust us, the dress will be best for you ."
"Okay."
"Goodbye Ms. Harper you will receive that dress in 2 hours."
I cut the call.
What will happen now?
Why is this week so frustrating for me?
Everything happened so fast.
It's confusing.
I am more confused about last night.
After two hours Greco finally put Liam down.
His Left hand is broken.
He is in the hospital right now.
No one I mean not even a single professor did anything about it.
I guess they are saying the truth.
Fucking Gredon's own this college.
"What happened Angi?" Trace asked me.
" You remembered that dress I ordered for today?"
She nods.
"Well the store made some fucked up mistake and send that dress to someone else so now they are sending me something new to wear."
"How can they be so irresponsible?"
"Exactly my point.They told me that they will send some other dress for me to wear."
"Okay don't be worried. I guess they will send a beautiful dress."
2 hours later they sent that dress.
I have to say it's damn.
I didn't think it would be that beautiful.
It's better than that dress I chose for myself.
Thank you my lucky Stars for that mixed crossover.
It's a black colour lehenga.
Well Indian Dress.
Black designing blouse which has thread design on it.
It's backless but the whole back is crisscrossed with long straps.
The end of it is hanging some kind of jewellery type of ball.
And the skirt is also designed with threads.
"It's beautiful Angi. You are going to rock today I guess."
I got ready in the meantime.
I have to say I look good.
This lahenga simply suits me.
I kept my short hair up on some twists.
My makeup is practically nude and simple.
I added the accessories they sent me.
It's Kundan jewellery.
It's Fucking Expensive.
I guess they don't need to refund me.
Trace whistles behind me.
"Damn Angi, you look gorgeous."
"You also look stunning, my darling."
She is looking beautiful in her pale yellow dress.
Spaghetti straps and high slits.
Whole dress is filled with flowers.
The French braid on her long black hair and purple plumps makes her look exquisite.
I am also wearing a black designing stilettos but I'm not very fond with them.
I hope I won't trip over tonight.
The whole campus is beautifully decorated with Expensive flowers and lights.
It's looking like a fairy tale kind of thing.
“Satsangi” I noticed that Max is running up to me.
“Wow, you are just looking stunning.”
I blushed.
“Thanks, you are also looking great.” He is looking cute in his green tux.
He nodded shyly at me.
“Will you click a picture with me?”
“Sure”
We clicked some pictures.
“Hey guys” Trace came up to us.
“You are looking beautiful Tracy.”
“Thanks Mike.”
“Umm, I think we should go inside.”
When we reached inside the college it's looking like a Fucking Royal ball.
Damn,they had done an amazing job.
“Reuben” Trace ran up to him.
I didn't even know they were here already.
I decided to stick at the entrance.
If I go there then I have to see them.
Especially him.
And why does Trace have to be so friendly with Reuben?
She clearly has feelings for him but that bastard loves someone else.
It hurts Trace.
I know that, but she wants to help him to find his true love.
(According to her) sarcasm here.
Why is she so self sacrificing?
I am looking at hallway decorations, and suddenly want to find my interest in them when she calls me.
"Angi,come here."
Me and my Fucking luck.
I looked in her direction and froze.
There he is.
Standing beautifully wrapped in an expensive Tux.
Looking like an fucking Greek God.
Everything seems so pale compared to his beauty.
Maybe he has had plastic surgery to look that good.
Yes, keep telling yourself that Satsangi.
But how can you convince your brain and heart when you know that it's not the truth.
Even from the distance I can feel my breath caught in my throat.
I hate him for it.
I hate this effect he has on me.
I Fucking hate him.
I went up to them.
"Damn Satsangi, you look good."
Reuben compliments me.
"Well,you don't look bad yourself."
Reuben is looking handsome in his grey tux.
I noticed that Antonio is looking at me with wide eyes.
Something in his eyes makes it impossible for me to breathe.
He is looking deep in thought but his gaze never shifts from me.
His smouldering gaze is filled with such an uncommon emotion.
Don't look like a pathetic fool Satsangi.
"Greco, how am I looking?" I asked him with a slight smirk on my face.
Confidence, confidence.
I mentally chanted.
This question seems to pull him out of thought.
He murmurs something almost like he is in daze but I am unable to catch it.
"Huh,what?"
"You look okay." He told me.
Loud and clear.
What is just okay?
Can't that person give someone a compliment.
I'm not looking just okay. I'm looking beautiful. Well I know I'm not the most beautiful girl out here but still dude I know that I'm looking like a knock out tonight.
"What okay? Can't you give a person a compliment in a good way?" I scowled at him.
"Well Then you look beautiful, but thanks to you I learned something today."
Learn?
Do I have study material writing on my face?
"So what did you learn?" I asked him irritatedly.
He leaned towards me.
Too close for my liking.
Or maybe I do like it.
No don't go there.
You don't like it.
I mentally scolded myself.
His breath is fanning across my ear.
I can feel his lips against my lobe.
The shiver which is running down my body because of him is practically visible.
"That black can be so mesmerising and striking. Words would fail to describe the utmost beauty of black and also you can describe heaven by the colour black." He breathed into my ear.
After his answer my whole fucking body started to react.
Before I can say something he leaves me there.
Hot and all bothered.
Why in the hell that enemy of mine has such an effect on me?
I have to remind myself that he is a criminal.
Fucking criminal.
"What the hell is that?" Trace is looking at me with wide eyes.
"What?"
"That Little communication between you two just 1 minute ago. Damn I felt like you two are practically going to kiss each other."
"Don't be a silly Trace. I will never kiss him. Not even in the dreams."
"Hah. Sure,sure."
"Don't tell me you don't even like Reuben?"
"What? Angi We talked about it."
"I don't understand. That boy is truly using you for his own love story and here you are getting heartbroken."
"I just want him to be happy and if he finds his happiness with some other person then I am willing to give him the happiness."
"You are too good,girl."