Blooming love

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18TH June 2022

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18TH June 2022

It's been a month since I started Thai boxing. I feel good, to be honest. Like, I get to see him every day, even after school and on Sundays. We talk for hours then grab a coffee or something on the way home, etc. Everything seems like a daydream at this point. Like Raashi said- oh yeah I forgot about her. I forgot to write about her, so we're again on talking terms, but as I messed up, we can't meet. Yes, we cried like shit and whatnot. Raashi is devastated...because of me and I can't even do anything. I mean, I'm not guilty for whatever I did. Anyways, coming back to Raashi's words, she believes I'm in love with Ring Wale sir ji...which is not true. I don't think I love him or something. I DON'T KNOW THIS IS ANNOYING AND I'M NEVER TALKING ABOUT THIS AGAIN! I'm late- SHIT! EVERYTHING IS RUINED WITH RAASHI'S WEIRD THEORIES!

I marched out of the mansion and took an auto rickshaw because my parents don't love me anymore (they're busy and I'm dramatic as hell) Somehow I reached and ran into the school auditorium when my legs froze at their place. A GIRL SCRATCHING HIS CHEST? AND THE GIRL IS A FUCKING BANSHEE? MY RIVAL? THE HELL? I sneaked behind a pillar and tried to hear their conversation. WHAT IS HE LAUGHING FOR? IS SHE SO FUNNY? DO NOT SMILE WTF! 

"Aarya?" I was jolted out of my word by him of course. He saw me...GREAT! I plastered a tight smile and wished him good morning while Srushti looked at me with a smirk. Ew chudail. I showed her middle finger and went into a corner. I noticed him being startled by my move but Raashi taught me many things and I gotta use them, right? I wore the crepe bandage and cranked my neck. Nahi aaj iss chudail ka muh tod diya na maine, by god naam badal dungi.

"Ready?" He asked and my gaze automatically shifted to Srushti. Her existence pisses me off.

"Always," I replied and put on the gloves. He positioned the punching pad and I punched it with full force.

"Woah, chill" He said as he was pushed aback by my force. YOU DESERVE IT. 

"We can't chill in a boxing match" I replied, yeah rudely but I'm not sorry. I punched harder and harder and it went on for about an hour. I took short breaks with no conversation and poured out my anger. It was 5 pm...I had to leave anyways, I can't stand this bitch.

"Aarya," She called and the unknown vein in my brain pulsed faster. What if I killed her right here?

"Yes?" I asked and my jaw tightened. I didn't do it but this is how my body works around this piece of shit.

"Are you...still a cricketer?" Enough. The question crossed my boundaries and I knew I could punch or kick her guts anytime. 

"You guys know each other?" Here comes Mr Hearthrobe. MR HOT SENIOR WHATEVER.

"Yeah she was my cricket PARTNER" Srushti said and both knew well we were never really partners. She was just a pain in my ass. She always wanted to push me out of the team and the things she has done to me are horrible. She spread rumours about me getting fucked in the school at the age of 11. ISN'T IT ANNOYING? First of all, why did she know what fucking was at the age of 11? Second of all how dare she say that? It ruined my image and I had to PROVE that I didn't touch any boy's private part...this makes me sick.

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