Unbidden Longings : The Saga of Desperation

21.

21. Fuck Him, Seriously!

"So let me get this straight. Basically the trip was good but your fuck-buddy got mad at you and suddenly started ignoring you?" Vaishnavi  asks, eyebrows raised in surprise as she listens intently to Avneet's words. The whole story sounds too much like a complicated movie scene and she actually admires Avneet for having such a dramatic outcome to her business trip.

"Why do you say fuck-buddy when you already know we're talking about Siddharth?" She asks back, voice muffled by the pillow her face is currently buried in.

"'Cause I'm kinda waiting for you to correct me and tell me he's more than that," comes the older's easy reply, her right shoulder raising and falling as the words leave her mouth. She's inspecting her nails, the stance indifferent as if she didn't care that much for Avneet's current predicament.

"He's not though, why would I do that?" Avneet asks, looking up from her pillow with furrowed eyebrows.

Vaishnavi sighs dramatically, hand thrown over her forehead like a damsel in distress.

"I love you avi but sometimes you are really dense."

This makes the younger grunt, but the sound is once again muffled by the pillow and it comes out more like a whine.

"Whatever, I don't give a shit."

"Sure doesn't seem like it since you've been moping from the moment you came through the door."

That isn't entirely true considering Ruhi ambushed her as soon as she got there and hugged the living shit out of her, apologies falling from her mouth like water even when Avneet had been wrong in the first place. So they both apologized continuously like the two idiots they are (fighting never quite suit them) and ended up cuddling on the couch watching TV until Sameer came over and joined them.

Avneet grabs the pillow and refrains from punching it when Vaishnavi sends her a warningly raised eyebrow. She's wearing an oversized beige sweatshirt that would usually make her look like a lost, adorable puppy but isn't quite doing the job combined with her fiery eyes.

"Yes and you've been glowing, is my boss that good of a fuck?" She asks either way, a challenge in her tongue.

Vaishnavi grins as if she just asked exactly what she wanted to hear. "He is so much more than a fuck, Avneet. See? Not that hard."

Avneet rolls her eyes, choosing to ignore the bubbling anger as to not physically hurt her friend. "So are you two like in love or some shit?"

She flinches at his own words. She sounds like a rebellious teenager.

"We're on our way to it, yes. He makes me happy, I make him happy, what is there to make me run away? I'm not you," she finishes with a sly smile that makes the younger wonder if she has a death wish. This time she grabs the pillow and throws it against the wall, no longer concealing her anger and also wishing to show Vaishnavi just how mad she is, in case her cursing and enraged eyes aren't enough of a giver. Because yeah she might want to punch her friend but she'd never actually dare doing that.

"Okay that's it, stop it. Abhishek and you may be all lovey-dovey which is still creeping me out by the way, but do not compare your situation with mine," she says, voice clear and determined despite the slight shaking on her fingers. She clasps her hands together in a futile attempt to make it less obvious to Vaishnavi; as if she didn't see everything. She even has the nerve to look amused.

"Why not?"

"Because! Me and Siddharth have hated each other for years and now have barely begun to get along and he's already back to hating me so why on earth would our situation be any similar to your obviously successful relationship with my boss!?" She yells, now standing up from the bed with bright eyes like those of an offended puppy. Her hair is a mess due to all the tugging she's been doing ever since the plane landed on Seoul, her lips are red and bitten and a small part of her asks herself why and more importantly when did Siddharth begin to play such an important role in her mood.