The Audacious Hearts

Best Friend

He can't die....can he?

It's like he is immortal. He is like that one germ which stays alive even after the killing of the 99 others in an advertisement.

I just hate him and his unflinching ability to stay alive and not die.

But today, he is gonna taste death. He dared to mess not only with me but my family too. Some things just can't be forgiven. And dragging my parents into it, is one of them.

I shut the engine down and opened the car door to step outside. My black heel cushioned into the wet soil and I looked at the building in front of me. It was a lavish three storey office with black glass windows matching the black sky ahead.

Anything about him can't be unclassy.

I made my way inside and slid the door open. I looked around but there was no one, but then my phone pinged and it read a message saying, "On the top floor".

Ofcourse, he knows.

I entered the elevator and punched the button. Walter was already there to let me in. He punched the passcode to open the door and I stepped in.

"I am here, leave them." I demanded , my voice firm. He halted his action of taking his macallan neat to his lips.

His back was towards me and he was facing the city lights from the glass windows .The reflection shows the smirk on his face and my hands itched to pull out my gun and empty all the bullets in his head. He placed the glass on the table and turned.

"Welcome, wifey."

I smiled, "I bet, you are not." His smirk retreat back and he inhaled a deep breath. His eyes roamed on my body, drinking in my appearance.

My black leather jacket covered my sports bra perfectly and my leather pants fitted my legs, hiding the weapons under it. My hairs were tied in a simple lush ponytail.

"Let them go, Aryansh."  I repeated.

He clicked his tongue." What's the hurry, darling. Let them also hear what auspicious things their daughter had done in her so called Sasural after her marriage.

"As if they don't know yet." I scoofed.

He nodded, gravely. "Ofcourse, they do. They do know about your stupid plans. But what they don't know is, you risking your own life. Not to mention, theirs along."

I looked at my parents tied by the ropes to a chair in the corner. My father had that usual scowl on his face which told me how disappointed he was in me. At this point, I wouldn't wonder if he regrets his decision of adopting me - 'The Rebellious Kid'- as he named it, among the other cute and obedient ones.

But the truth was, he never wanted to adopt me. It was my mother. He was fine without kids. He was happy with his wife and blooming bussiness and ofcourse his golden retriever. But turns out he couldn't say no to his beloved wife when she fell in love with a girl crying when the said golden retriever made her cry, in a park once.

Good ol' times. Tab rona bhi dard nhi deta tha...aur ab hasna bhi dil dukhata h.
(Once, tears didn't bring pain but now, even the smile hurts.)

My eyes fell on his reddened wrists bound by ropes and my gaze blazed with fury. A renewed wave of anger ran through me. Aryansh opened his mouth to say something but I raised my finger, halting him and stride towards my parents. I kneeled down and snapped open the ropes of their hands. My jaw clenched on seeing the brusises on their wrists.

"Aryansh fucking Sehgal." I roared. "How dare you bind my parents like that?"

"Awwaz neeche."
(Lower your voice.)