This is a double update. Please read chapter 7 before this one.
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Her POV:
"Why the fuck am I almost naked" I was in bed without anything that could be respectfully called clothes. My head was throbbing in pain and my mouth tasted sour.
"Jas" I called once I realised that I am not at parents place.
But wait wouldn't Jas be at her 'to be' husband's place.
I wrapped the bed sheet and started looking around to find my phone. Since my brain wasn't recalling last night, I was desperate to find any signs of the teleportation from the club to this place.
Aunt: sorry Ruth. Need some more work to be done. Can't come tonight.
My aunt was a lead stylist for the upcoming fashion week parade at Churchgate and she was spending last couple of weeks working extra hours with various make up artists and fashion designers.
Which also meant that she wasn't there last night.
How the fuck did I enter my place?
I was sure for the fact that I did not come here by myself. Given how drunk or drugged I was last night I wouldn't in my tipsy mind give my aunt's address to the cab driver.
If I were going alone I would have ended up going to my parent's place.
Right when I was about to get up my phone chimed in.
Jas: are you up for a call.
But before I could answer a simple yes or no Jas had already dialled in.
"Oh god honey are you okay. I am so sorry." Jas usually doesn't have a loud pitch, but her voice right now could literally tear through my eardrums .
"What is wrong with you?"
"What is wrong with YOU?" Jas snapped back at me. "How could you not be cautious and vary of people around you."
What?
"I couldn't believe that guy drugged you"
Right.
There was this man looming around when I was waiting and sipping some drink. He offered to buy me another shot of the drink I was having and despite so many polite no-s he did not budge. I should have known.
I vaguely remember him grabbing my thighs and squeezing them till it started hurting, but I was already tipsy to do anything about it.
That pain of his hand on my legs suddenly recurred and I took the blanket off to see that faint marks of his fingers were still there.
Wait, did he get me here? Did he strip me and left me half naked in my own house?
"Ruth are you there?" Right Jas was still on the other line.
"Jas?" I was afraid on how lost my voice sounded.
"How did you get home last night."
"Agasthya dropped me." Of course Agasthya was there for her.
"Or rather us" she said again and.. Wait what?
"What"
"Yes. There was this waiter around who had seen us together and when she saw that man slip something up your drink she came to us for help."
"What happened then?"
"You were a mess. But it could have been worse. There were some blows and fights and then Yuvan- which is Agasthya's PA by the way, took care of that man."
"And then they dropped us home?" I was relieved knowing that there was no strange man in the house last night.
"Yes"
"Thank God you were there with me the whole time." It was as if my stomach stopped churning all the dangerous gastric juices and could relax for once.
"Uh not really." Jas spoke again. "Agasthya dropped me home first. And then they went ahead to drop you."
Holy fuck
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As much as I consider Jasmine to be my best friend, I couldn't come to terms with telling her the truth.
The truth that her future husband could have potentially seen her best friend naked, or worse, he could have stripped her. I was not sure if it was Yuvan or Agasthya who dropped me up to my flat, or did I come there all by myself and they did bother coming up at all.
But deep down I knew I should make Jas alert. She should know on how ugly and creepy this whole thing is. But my mind was concentrating on something totally different altogether.
It was trying to recollect any picture of last night. I couldn't come to terms with the fact that Agasthya could have seen full of me, while I couldn't even remember his face.
I don't know the face of the man who tucked me naked in my bed.
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