My Destiny

Chapter 20

Isha's POV     

We didn't go to my place. I was on my bed, lying, alone. My thoughts were confusing me, my feeling was pure. I didn't know about him. I wanted to confess my feelings but was scared. I know there was something pulling us together, but eventually the pull loosens and part away. I didn't want to make things public. No one noticed what we had. I have me competition in a week. I was freaking out. I wasn't sure if Ryan wants to be my partner though he told me. He never mentioned about it. If he doesn't show up, I will have to look for someone else. He dropped me an hour back. What if he has to attend another party. What if he is with someone else. I called Anaya.

'Hey', her voice cheered me up little.

'Hey! How are you?',

'Great trying to sleep. I can't get over this book.', Anaya loves to read novels. I do too, but not much unless those ones which I really want. After was one such book which I really wanted to read.

'Oh, I just wanted to ask is there any party today?', I hesitated at first.

'Hell yes!'

'Girl, is that what you want', she clearly knows that I want to go there.

'Yes, pick me up', it was quite late. But she had two cars, it wasn't difficult for her.

'Sure babe, get your sexy outfit on your body', she hangs the phone.

I am sure he wouldn't miss the party. Am not going to there to keep an eye on him. I just want him to be happy once he see's me. I hope he isn't there with any other girl.

I wear a black knee length dress. It is plain and simple. I take the home keys and walk on my toes to get out of the house. I see Anaya in her car. We both hug eachother and head to the party.

When we reach there, the music was extremely loud. People were making out in the garden, licking each other's neck. When I entered, some random guy came and handed me a red cup. I was trying to figure out what it is.

'It isn't poison Isha, just have it.', Anaya yelled. I gulped the content in the red cup at once. I could feel my throat burn, head heavy. I forgot why I even came here. Me and Anaya started dancing. The music was up to the mark. Gradually the crowd started making a semi circle. I was confused. I moved aside too. The view almost made me puke. I saw some random girl sitting on Ryan's lap. His hands were placed on her hips. I wanted to disappear from there, bury my face. My head was feeling so heavy, I could barely hear the music playing, my eyes were on them. He looked at me, our eyes met each other. I could see terror in his eyes and even anger. Our eyes were locked, neither us us made a move. I looked away to wards the crowd. His friends too had girls on their laps, to be specific two. They were looking like whore. I turned back, grabbed the first guy who came and pulled him. I kissed him, it didn't last long because the next second he was on floor. Ryan was on him, he punched him twice. 

People gathered around and started to record. Two sensible people, Ryan's friends came and pulled him away. He looked at me with anger. I wasn't scared, I didn't do anything wrong. Well I just kissed that guy, and he was allowing a whore to sit on his lap. He grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the crowd. I tried to free my hand from his, but his grip was too tight. I put in so much force which was left in me and free my hand. His finger prints were on my skin, red in color.

'What's your problem', I yelled.

'What the fuck is my problem? Seriously? You kissed him', he yelled.

'Yeah, because you were making that whore sit on your lap', his face turned pale. 

'Stop fucking using me.', I yelled.

'It's not what you think it is. Let me explain.', he took a step towards me bringing his hands close to my face.

'Don't fucking touch me. Your an complete asshole Ryan. How could I not see this coming. I was really blind.', I put my hands on my head trying to control my emotions.

'You really enjoyed right? Didn't you? Playing with my emotion',

'Let me fucking explain', he told softly.

'I don't need any explanation. Just go'

'Isha', I heard someone yell my name out. Thank god Anaya came at right time. I gave Ryan a stare, his eyes were still pinned to the ground.

'Lets go', I looked once again at him. But he didn't lift his head. Anaya noticed me. She looked at me and then towards him. She let go of my hand and walked towards him.

'Hey you, look here', she snapped her finger.

'Ryan'

'I don't give a shit what your name is. Don't you dare come near her.', she pointed her index finger straight into his face.

We both were walking through the crowd to find the exit. I banged into someone- David.

'Are you okay?', he looked confused and worried.

'Yeah am totally fine. I am just heading home.' I wasn't fine.

'Do you want me to drop you?'

'No it's fine, Anaya is taking me. Thanks', I waved at him and headed towards the exit.

Ryan didn't say anything. My head was so heavy that I just wanted my bed. Anaya didn't drink as she had to drive. She was cussing all the way back home about Ryan. I didn't pay attention, I was looking out of the window. The breeze hit my face, making me feel little lively. She stopped right in front of my house and grabbed my house keys from my purse. I loved her. She is my best friend.

 I didn't hear from Steff. She usually texts me, but probably Ryan told her not to. I wanted to ask her about her leg. Anaya opened the door carefully and took me to my room. I reached me room, took off my sandals and got on bed without changing. I will deal with the consequences tomorrow sleeping in my dress.

'You should really sleep', my eyes were still little open.

'Thank you'

'For what?',

'Standing for me against that asshole', she replies to her own question.

'Yeah, thanks. You didn't have t...'

'Oh yeah I know. You didn't have to, am not week and a strong girl. I can fight alone. And blah blah bluh', she kissed my forehead and left. My head was really heavy and I didn't realize when I fell asleep. 

I was curling in my bed, sweating. I could notice my breathing has increased. My eyes opened up. Still breathing heavily, I had sweat on my forehead.

'It was a bad dream', I told my self. I lied on my bed again, with a heavy head. I was unable to sleep at first, constantly thinking about what I saw in the party. I wanted to puke. I wrapped up all my thoughts and closed my eyes, wishing to sleep peacefully now. I could feel a gulp rising in my throat, I chose to ignore it and swallow it back. But I couldn't. I threw my blanket and rushed to the washroom. I grabbed the seat and puked. I was feeling sick and dirty.

 I removed my clothes and got into the shower. I cleaned my body, brushed twice for the foul smell to just stop bothering me. I got of and grabbed the first thing I found in my cupboard. I looked myself into the mirror. I looked like as if I hadn't slept for days. I checked the time, it was only an hour since Anaya had left and I fell asleep. I still had six long hours for school. I chose to fall on my bed again. I picked my phone and opened Instagram. I was going through reels. I put my phone down, closed my eyes. 

Ryan's POV    

'What's wrong with you man', Freddy asks me.

'Nothing'

'Is it about that beautiful chic', he smirks. 

'Don't talk about her',

'Oooo, some one is snappy, is there something between the two of you'

'There is nothing between us, not shut the fuck up and make me a drink', I yell and he does as I say.

'Cleary she's a bitch', Marina says. She walks into the room just wearing her bra and shorts. I chose to ignore her.