13. Club, jealousy and intimacy.

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The target ain't completed but posting as 'thankyou' to all the birthday wishes.

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"Let's go out

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"Let's go out." Yug pokes my arm, I turn my head from the woman that has been getting on every last nerve of mine since last two days and focus eyes on the fucker next to me. "What?"

"Let's go out. Club?" He pouts, the twenty-one year old man pouts.

"Mood nahi hai." I brush him off and look back to where she stands with both the mother and Suhana. Since I walked out on her two days ago, she hasn't sent me one, even one message, leave calls. And she's coming here daily without fail. Day before yesterday, she left before I got home, I walk into the closet and find all my sneakers hurled upside down on the floor. Yesterday, she was with Dadu when I arrived. Later, she served everyone the snacks that she made but me.

And now, she's in the kitchen. She came to Yug and Sahil for a moment, she sat down between them talked some in hushed whispers and left, walking over my damn sneakers. I'm seconds away from pinching her in the thigh. She's throwing fit as if I'm the one who wronged her. I may have crossed my lines by saying some hurtful things, but she's in contact with her. The idiot brat!

She's the one who's been playing friends & friends with that little brat from the dumpster. And the audacity of that sister of mine, she can call her but not her own brother? I shall see a witch to handle these two.

"Mumma..." I yell making all heads turn to me.

"Haanji, Mumma ki jaan." Avni Maa coos making the smile on my face widen, I smirk at both Zia and Sahdev.

"I need lemon and chilli." I set down the laptop on the coffee table, and raise from the couch. We were meeting for a college project but Madam is busy gossiping while we three are doing her part of the project as well. "Lemon Chilli? Why?" My mother asks.

"I have a class scheduled to learn black magic." I lean against the kitchen counter, my eyes on the one who's busy just standing beside Avni Maa with her eyes set on the empty pan on the stove, the three woman chuckle looking between us.

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